Book Excerpt
Beauty
stomped her foot again in the mud. She grabbed at the padlock with both hands,
twisting ineffectually. "Give me back my brother, fiend!"
"So
you can take his place, stay forever at my side?" asked the Beast.
"There are rats in the larder and bones in the ballroom, and the plumbing
gave way long ago, but it's true I have stacks of gold buried
about…somewhere."
He
reached behind Corbin's ear and drew forth a gold medallion. Both Beauty and
Corbin gaped. The medallion was thicker than a slice of meat. It was also
studded with brilliant gemstones.
"Impressive,
isn't it? I grew bored counting treasure many centuries ago. Gold is of little
use to a man who can't leave his home." The Beast leaned forward until he
was almost nose-to-nose with Beauty through the bars of the gate. Corbin
thought he saw those inhuman yellow eyes flicker.
"It's
yours. Take it." The Beast started to extend the medallion then snatched
it back. "Wait. Either, or. Choose. Stay and I'll release your brother. Or
take this marvel instead. You, your wily papa, and your sisters can live like
royalty for the rest of your lives on this tiny piece of my treasure. But
Corbin stays here, and if any of you come knocking at my gate ever again I'll
pick my teeth with your bones."
Corbin
stood very still. He knew Beauty's choice before she made it. She loved him; of
that he had no doubt. But she'd never wanted to do the hard work.
He
tried not to blame her when she grabbed the medallion through the bars, hugging
the gold to her chest. Still, he couldn't suppress a small sound of dismay.
Beauty
didn't meet his eye. Clutching her prize, she turned and fled back along the
cobblestone path toward Littleton.
"It's
not too late," the Beast said after a moment of shared silence. "Do
you want her eaten?"
"No!"
Corbin turned his back on the gate and on the demon both. "She's kin.
She's my sister."
"She
seems to have forgotten that."
Corbin
didn't bother with a reply. He looked down at his fists, surprised to find them
clenched. His knuckles shone bloodless through skin. The demon inhaled loudly,
then exhaled through his nose in a snort.
"You're
no good to me in a sulk, Red." He held out a hand. "Come. The
chessboard awaits. I've yet to teach you the Knight."
Corbin
frowned through the gate at Beauty's muddy tracks then back at the Beast. For
once he was spared that yellow gaze. The demon stood half turned away as if
bored with talking. But his waiting hand trembled the tiniest bit. His elegant
shoulders were stooped.
This is not living. I but reside, waiting for the day
my heart finally fails.
Corbin
took the demon's hand. The shaking fingers closed tight around his own.
"I've
come to kill you," he reminded the Beast, part regret and part promise.
"Try,"
the Beast returned, smiling wide.
About the Book
Author: Alex Hall
Genre: LGBT Fantasy
Once upon a time in a faraway land a
very wealthy merchant lived on a good piece of land just west of the
hamlet we now call Littleton. The merchant was blessed with luck and
guile, strong bones and sharp eyes, a pretty wife of gentle spirit, and
four healthy children whom he called Faith, Hope, Beauty, and Corbin.
An LGBT twist on the classic love story.
Buy the book on Amazon.
Author Bio
Alex Hall writes LGBT speculative fiction for Madison Place Press. Find out more about Alex, Beastly Manor, and Alex’s forthcoming dystopian M/M romance, The Stranded, at www.sarahremy.com
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