The Sanctum: The Boy
(The Sanctum Trilogy, Book II)
by Madhuri Blaylock
Paranormal
Date Published: May 15, 2014
Synopsis
In
THE GIRL, Madhuri Blaylock introduced readers to the world of The Sanctum, one
corrupted by greed and savagery and hellbent on achieving a single goal:
destroying the prophesied hybrid. When one of its most celebrated warriors
questioned his allegiances, age-old secrets were unveiled and violence erupted.
The journey becomes more perilous and intense as the trilogy surges forward
with THE BOY.
Can
you cross the plains of death, collect every piece of your soul and make it
back to the land of the living?
And
if you complete the journey, will your loved ones welcome your return?
The
Ramyan have been answering such questions since the creation of The Sanctum. A
mysterious sect of Magicals, haunting the blank spaces of time and memory, they
serve no one but themselves and their higher purpose. They exist on a plane
removed from earthly matters, shifting easily between the living and the dead,
moving in time to the beat of their own drummer.
At
least they did.
Dev
and Wyatt change all of that when the prophesied hybrid lands on the steps of
Rinshun Palace, seeking help for the wounded Class A Warrior. That decision
alters lives and sets old agendas back on course. But at what cost to Dev and
Wyatt? And does that really even matter?
Excerpt
“We’re
Sanctum, Ryker,” Dot replied as she began a sun salutation, “we do not become
emotionally tied. To anything or anyone.”
Ryker
remained silent.
Moving
into a warrior pose, Dot continued.
“But
I suppose you and Wyatt did not get that memo.”
Rather
than engage Dot in conversation, Ryker joined her in a warrior II pose.
“Sam
and Josiah should have never allowed you boys to become so dependent upon one
another. Very few Sanctum have been so intertwined and when they have, the
results have been disastrous. Now that he’s gone, you’re incapable of
functioning and fulfilling your duties as a warrior.”
“He’s
not gone,” Ryker insisted.
Dot
heard the pain in her son’s voice and relented a bit.
“I
don’t mean it like that, Ryker. I know you know Wyatt is still alive. What
troubles me is how you’re handling his absence.”
Ryker
broke his pose and sat on the floor, watching his mom go through her routine.
He knew Dot was tough, but sometimes that toughness came across as plain,
cold-heartedness. She didn’t mean it that way; she loved him and was just
worried, Ryker simply wished her mode of conveying that concern was a bit
warmer. He couldn’t remember the last time she hugged him, touched him
affectionately.
“I’m
handling his absence by helping Jools stave off a Sanctum-wide revolution, ma,”
Ryker explained quietly, “I’m investigating violations of The Book of Peace by
the Breslins, looking into Ava’s murder of Jasper and Kalinda Edwards at the
last meeting of The Circle of Ten and speaking to other Founding Family
members. So I think I am handling Wyatt’s temporary absence just fine.”
Dot
looked down on her elder son and softened, despite the voice inside her head
telling her to beware. That was The Sanctum speaking to her, always reaching out
and cutting off the ties to her children. First taking them at such a young age
and now, telling her to shut them out. But she had always been stronger than
The Sanctum, and today was no different.
She
reached down and caressed Ryker’s face, a gesture she couldn’t remember
indulging in since he was small. He closed his eyes and bowed his head, as if
ashamed by his need for her affection. Dot’s heart broke as she watched him,
wondering over the years how many times he had craved her touch, needed her arms
around him. He was a grown man now but Ryker would always be her baby, so she
bent down and did what she hadn’t done in almost a decade: pulled her son into
her arms and held him as he cried.
About the
Author
Madhuri is a Jersey City Heights girl via Snellville, Georgia,
who writes paranormal fiction and is slightly infatuated with tattoos,
four-inch heels, ice cream, Matt Damon, scotch, Doc Martens, Laini Taylor,
photo booths and dancing like a fool.
She's currently working on The Sanctum trilogy and hopes one day
soon, everyone is walking around with copies of The Girl and The Boy in their
pocket or on their Kindle.
She wants to get a goat and a burro, but since she lives in the
city, will settle for some chickens.
She's totally chatty so drop her a line any time.
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