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Release Day! “Immortal Symphony: Overture” Episode Six

September 13, 2013

This has been quite an experience. XD We had pre-written the first three episodes, thinking having a three month buffer would be fine, but between a move that shifted us 20 miles south and a job loss, it wasn’t. K. and I learned a lot through this first season, and second season will be pre-written and edited this winter, so when the first episode drops in February 2014, no one will have to worry about anything. 😀
 
But, season one, Overture, is complete! For those who bought the season pass (which will remain available for a couple more months), there is a short story about how Dorian and John met AND a smexy piece of art from Nathie.
 
Overture_Ep6_500You think you know the story of Dorian Gray, but you’re wrong. The real story didn’t end the way Oscar Wilde penned; in fact, it hasn’t ended at all. The ageless beauty of Dorian Gray walks now in our world of cellphones and lattes and internet porn. His latest conquest is Gabriel Lawrence, a paranormal investigator with a secret or two of his own. But the trouble with a life as long as Dorian’s is that the skeletons are threatening to overrun the closet… and not all of them want to stay dead.
 
Season Pass: $11.99 / Episode Six: $1.99
 
And I give you a teaser from the final episode. 😀
 

 
The car stopped, but Gabriel couldn’t look away from Dorian’s eyes. “Harry can’t win again,” he whispered.
 
Pain flickered in Dorian’s gaze. “No. He can’t.”
 
Gabriel glanced out the window at Dorian’s massive home. It seemed a lifetime ago he’d shuffled up to that door in the chilly rain. He let out a slow breath. “Let’s go.”
 
The house was silent as Dorian led Gabriel into the foyer. Gabriel’s eyes darted around, fear vibrating through him. He swallowed, made his dry tongue move. “Where is he?”
 
Dorian’s eyes unfocused for a moment, and then he murmured, “In the ballroom.” Without another moment’s hesitation, Dorian made his way through the lower rooms.
 
The house smelled stale, unlived in, and Gabriel longed to throw open the windows and watch Emma bake a cake or something in the kitchen. Only a few short weeks in this house and it already felt like home to him. Then again, the tiny apartment had also felt like home. It was Dorian. Wherever Dorian was, it was home to Gabriel, and that notion rocked him to his core. He glanced at Dorian, wanting to confide in him, but he knew now was not the time. He bit it back, buried the thoughts, and focused on helping Dorian save John.
 
Dorian threw open the ballroom doors to the sight of Lord Henry Wotton standing beside John’s seated and bound form. Harry smiled at Dorian, but the expression set Gabriel on edge. There was something sharp and ugly about the smile, something… hungry. The man was shorter than Gabriel had imagined, round while not being fat. Harry seemed to also share Dorian’s penchant for timeless clothing, modern mixed with Victorian, and in his hand was a cane. Gabriel remained a step behind Dorian, wary, his eyes darting between Harry and John.
 
Dorian crossed his arms. “You always did have the flair for the dramatic.”
 
Harry chuckled. “This coming from the boy who coined the phrase ‘melodramatic’.” His gray eyes moved over Dorian, drank in the sight of him. “My, my. Just as beautiful as the day we met.”
 
“How dare you?” Dorian pointed at John. “How dare you try to strike at me through those I care for?”
 
This time, the smile on Harry’s lips, the laughter that flitted through the empty ballroom, was pure evil, utterly smug. “My dear boy, I’ve never done anything else.”
 
Dorian’s brow furrowed, and he shook his head. “What the hell does that mean? I didn’t even know you were alive six months ago.”
 
“All in good time, sweet boy.” Harry slid his hand into John’s hair and jerked on it, making John grunt. Gabriel hated to see the pain in John’s eyes, the bruises on his face. “You hid yourself well, but this one? Your lovely doctor?” He tsked. “Don’t you know that you must reinforce your wardings every few months?”
 
Something in the air changed. A crackle of energy sizzled over Gabriel’s senses, and he took a step back. In Dorian’s hand was a glowing ball of dense air, and it hovered above his palm.
 
It all hit home then: these two men were powerful. They possessed abilities Gabriel himself couldn’t even begin to comprehend. Oh, he was drowning, all right, and there was no land in sight. His eyes darted to John again. He had to save John. He’d let Dorian deal with Harry, but he would get John out of the way.
 

 

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