We have received so much mail asking “what’s going to happen next” that we thought we’d offer readers some sneak peaks into the lives of the characters “between the books.” These mini episodes can only be found on the web and will not be included in the upcoming books, but will integrally tie into the action that you’ll see as the next book in the series is released. Each new book in the series is released in six month intervals, so stay tuned, beware of spoilers… and stay In The Light!

Attention: If you're reading the book series, some of these Between The Books episodes will contain spoilers!
Watch for warnings at the top of the entries!

BetweenThe Cursed and The Darkness_____________

Volume Twenty 27 - After the Battle of Masada and the Manhattan Concert

Back in San Diego at the Neteru Guardian Team Compound/Mansion…
Carlos closed his eyes for a moment with a shudder. Normalcy was a gift. Something rare like a jewel; something that he and his Guardian brothers had learned to make the most of in the present tense without question. Being alone with his wife with no demons to kill right now meant blessed freedom, like temporary shore leave, and who knew how long it would last? More »



Between The Wicked and The Cursed _____________

Volume Twenty 26 - Rider and Tara

Tahiti…
Rider stared at Tara’s back, watching her deeply sun-burnished skin quench its never-ending thirst for the light in the early rays of dawn.  It was his wife’s private ritual, and was thus his, to watch every sunrise previously denied her for decades as though it were the very first dawn God ever made. More »

Between The Forsaken and The Wicked _____________

Volume Twenty 25 - Truth Between Brothers

La Paz, Mexico… At the beach Hacienda
The days and nights dragged without Carlos and Damali there to set an agenda. While everything in him told him to be thankful that they'd stumbled upon a serene stretch of time during the post nuptials, much like one would find an oasis on a desert, still there was an unresolved conflict that cloyed at his insides. He needed to talk to JL to make peace with his brother. But where did one begin? More »

Volume Twenty Four - New Mansion Compound

New Mansion Compound: Beverly Hills, CA…
He heard her come down the hall and knew who it was before she even opened the bedroom door. Inez had an unmistakable footfall—quick and sassy. It was a sashay type of walk, even in her bare feet. The kind of saunter a woman with thick spread hips, meaty thighs, and a deliciously big behind has. But the scent she trailed with her into their suite made him open his eyes and struggle to sit up. More »

Between The Damned and The Forsaken _____________

Volume Twenty Three - New Mansion Compound

Beverly Hills, CA...
Marlene silently moved through the under-construction mansion like a ghost, her eyes sweeping The Covenant's contract workers efforts. They'd soon be done within the month. A new compound had been slapped together, a rush job, if ever she saw one, but oh so necessary. More »

Volume Twenty Two - New Mansion Compound

Beverly Hills, CA...
Juanita stood in the bathroom of her suite simply staring in the mirror. Her reflection told her nothing. But the depths of her eyes held a story that was fractured. She couldn't remember! Something had happened. what was it? ... More »

Malibu California, Carlos's Place. …

Breathless. Gravity gone; chakra color spirals made her eyelids flutter. Vertigo. Hands sliding against sweat-drenched skin. Burning. Her name a sweet refrain embedded in Spanglish. sometimes Dananu, but she didn't care. Wanton. Baby, let me love you, don't dare count the ways. Yes! Beyond speech; her words now just primal exhalations. Crazed. Indigo essence leaking from his skin carrying a scent that caused pure madness. Delirium. Emotional collision, laughing, crying, hollering all at the same time. Fractured. Broken shards of a thousand points of light, watching her own molecules dance like dust motes in a beam of dawn. Vapor. Legs and arms entwined break her fall with a hot thud. Density. The procreation imperative making her Sankofa shriek, cells vibrating to the sound of his voice.   Ecstasy ... More »

Later that evening, after training, around midnight…

From her peripheral vision Damali glimpsed Carlos watching her. Shabazz had called the entire team into the dining room after the dinner table had been cleared. Newbies sat in chairs with senior Guardians leaning over their shoulders pointing at diagrams. Intense gazes paid studious attention to the next day’s training mission... More »

Volume Nineteen- Training Day

Arizona... Boot Camp

“Okay, people. Listen up, and listen up good,” Shabazz said, slowly pacing before the team in the yard. “We’ve spent the first three weeks in this house building obstacles courses, the shooting range, and blocking off this backyard with white lines for sprints. Just the effort of building all that by itself was conditioning your bodies and getting your minds ready to focus. Lifting sand bags and initially running ten miles a day had purpose—to build stamina.”  More »

Volume Eighteen- Damali's Dilemma Part II

Damali's Dilemma... after the dream

Damali fled down the hall just as soon as she could extricate herself from Berkfield’s morning rant in the kitchen. As bad as Berkfield claimed to have to pee, the man had gone on and on about common consideration until her eyes almost glazed over while listening to him. The house was way too small and now felt like a matchbox. Carlos had to be crazy trying to get some in the bathroom!... More »

Volume Seventeen- Carlos' Dilemma

At the house in Arizona...

He was done. Through. There were no words. Carlos stalked down the hallway back to the bedroom where all the un-married male Guardians slept, found his jeans, a t-shirt, and his Tims, and yanked them on hard. He was out. Period. Forget trying to go back to sleep. The vibrations still lingering in the bathroom and bouncing off the tiles were making the hair stand up on his arms. He’d brush his teeth in the yard and keep moving. Could take a leak in the woods; who needed a house? Solitude was calling his name...  More »

Volume Sixteen- Damali's Dilemma

Newly moved into the house in Arizona...

The moment Damali’s head hit the pillow she was fast asleep. Moving, squashing disputes, building furniture, setting up energy barriers around the house, heavy training, and the evening workout took its toll. Her eyelids fluttered as she plunged into heavy REM... More »

Volume Fifteen

Just Before Arizona… “The Ripple Effect”

Jose lay awake in the bed, staring up at the ceiling in the dark. He kept his fingers laced tightly behind his head. He hated this motel/hotel shit with a grand passion. The whole concept of partnering in a buddy-system, two-by-two detail was crazy. Marlene was insane, even if he had to admit in his heart of hearts that, she made a whole lotta sense... More »

Volume Fourteen

Just before Arizona ....

Carlos sat on the side of the bed in his boxers, listening to Damali in the shower, and just staring at the wall. The hotel/motel situation was working his last nerve down to a nub. He cut off the blaring television, disgusted. The driving cross country from South Carolina to Arizona thing was a trip, although he could dig where everybody was coming from: nobody wanted to get on a plane any time soon. But still. Damn. And what they were headed towards—some run down house that had to be cleaned out, set up, blessed, and something all of them had to cram into, was not his version of the simple life ... More »

Volume Thirteen

Arizona ...J.L.

J.L. kept his focus on the engineering drafts for the new equipment room, trying to force his eyes and mind to stay on the thin blue lines that needed his careful attention. He’d felt Krissy’s presence as she’d walked through the house and had quietly entered the dining room. Keep your eyes on the drafts, he told himself. One slip-up could cost the team their lives, if a system failed or a power line didn’t have redundant back up generators. The new compound had to be perfect, given all they’d faced so far. Why the hell had Rider taken Dan and Bobby out of the house and left him to such temptation!... More »

Volume Twelve

Bobby ...

He didn’t know quite what to expect when he’d been taken into a room in Madame Ophelia’s house and told to wait, but it most certainly wasn’t the beautiful, shy girl who slipped into it, looking as afraid as he felt. She’d gently shut the door behind her with a noticeable gulp and kept her gaze fastened to the floor. Her hands were trembling as she clasped the front of her fire red kimono closed, and sipped air like a sparrow that had spied a cat too near her... More »

Volume Eleven

Just before dawn in New Orleans ...

Rider adjusted his hat and knocked on the front door, glancing over his shoulder at Bobby and Dan. “You guys look like you need a Valium. Chill out.”

He waited on the marble steps, casually leaning against the ornate wrought iron rail, simply watching the Spanish moss lazily hang from wide branch trees. If he was gonna bring ‘em anywhere, it would have to be Ophelia’s... More »

Volume Ten

On a Mission ...

“At dawn, we ride, gentlemen.”
Those infamous words, said so eloquently before the team, came back to haunt him as the new morning rays pierced his skull and slapped his face. The aroma of brewing coffee dragged him from the sofa like the dead rising... More »

Volume Nine

Marlene ...

Marlene moved toward the kitchen sink with methodical calm. A knowing smile remained on her face as she let out the cold slurry of dishwater Mike had left and replaced it with hot, clean suds. Her hands worked by rote; her eyes remained fixed on the window above the curtains, studying the moon deep in thought... More »

Volume Eight

Jose ...

Jose glanced at Carlos and simply continued chewing on the end of his toothpick, muscle in his jaw working. They both understood. It was an unspoken communication between men, deepened by their old line-brother connection that would never go away. The vibe in the silent message was simple: coax Damali into the house to play cards, and Juanita would immediately come outside to avoid her. That had been the way it always went down. Carlos nodded... More »

Volume Seven

Big Mike...

Big Mike pushed back from his plate with a satisfied sigh. The house was definitely too small, but in an odd way, reminded him of home. Old fashioned, overstuffed furniture with cabbage rose floral prints, a small dining room table that fit the house, but not the family—and yet, that was okay. Everybody worked it out, would squeeze into the center of the house to bless the food and then disperse to their favorite places, some finding refuge on the sofa with a plate in hand and wolfing down grub from the coffee table. Others would take their food out on the porch and eat on the swing or steps, a few took over the kitchen, and usually, the old heads were in the dining room. Just like home, back when his people were alive. He missed that... More »

Volume Six

After The Philadelphia Battle… Juanita’s struggle

Every time she saw Carlos her heart nearly stopped. He was so close, passing in the narrow halls of the group’s temporary house, yet a million miles away. Unreachable. She wasn’t sure if it was more painful believing that he was dead all that time, or sitting across from him at team meals, literally smelling his sweat when the team worked out. Every memory was sheer agony, but she couldn’t touch him, privately connect with him or barrel into his arms to cry her eyes out… because there were too many eyes making sure that never happened. But there was so much unfinished business between them that the others would never understand... More »

Between The Bitten and The Forbidden _______________
Volume Five

Down on the third and third levels of Hell ...

Her soul had bottomed out in the viscous realm of envy. She could feel the Amanthras ripping at her raw flesh, her eyes near blind from the pain and fetid acid. Another part of her was disconnected, moving in a frenzied, haphazard ghostly wail as something large and manifold chased her soul through a barren terrain. Ghost gangs.... More »

Volume Four

Los Angeles ...

It rolled through him like quiet thunder, rippled through his system from his spinal column outward, instantly lowered his fangs, and then vanished. Black out. What the hell...?

Yonnie untangled himself from the three naked, voluptuous females that were regenerating beside him, sat up in his lair bed beneath Club Vengeance, and pushed away from it to stand. He staggered toward the in-lair bar and immediately opened a black bottle. The females he’d left sprawled out on the bed slowly stirred and stared up at him... More »

Volume Three

Sydney, Australia...

Rider hung back from the small circle of younger Guardians who had gathered around Damali and Carlos. He and the old heads on the team took a wait and see approach. Just because Carlos had come back from the ashes, didn’t mean everything was necessarily jakey... More »

Volume Two

Sydney Australia… Dawn

Deep conflict cut into Jose’s conscience, as he stood, immobile, watching Carlos’s back expand and contract with living breaths. Something more visceral than instinct had propelled he and Father Lopez down the treacherous side of a cliff to collect what had been a dead vampire’s ashes… the love of a woman, her tears had been part of it. Yet it was those same tears, the tears she’d shed in utter grief for a man who’d perished that would melt away his hopes and dreams. Now her tears of joy shredded him as he watched Damali cling to hope and hold Carlos; all he could do was turn away... More »

Between The Hunted and The Bitten _______________________
Volume One

Carlos followed the curve of Damali’s nude hip with his hand, and stared down at her as she dozed. Ten fantastic nights, and in twenty more, he’d have to leave her to go handle his business down at Council. Dawn approached, and were it in his power, he’d stop time. He allowed his fingers to play along the caramel softness of her flesh and finally sighed. He had to let her go this morning like all the others before. It had become their routine. She needed fresh air, sunshine, and real food… people… all the things that she’d be denied if she stayed locked within his lair all day... More »