LET’S GET READY TO RUMBLE…..
Round 2: Fighting for DFT – Calisto Terana
Calisto Terana vs. Gideon
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Book Series: The Night Series
Job: To most mortals I am a Philanthropist, but to criminals and those who would threaten me or the woman I love, I am judge, jury, and executioner.
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Brown (Red when bloodlust or rage consume me)
From (Location): I am originally from Spain, but for the past two centuries I have called San Diego my home.
Significant Other: Kate Bradley
Signature Move: I do what must be done. No hesitation.
Kill Highlights: This was not a highlight for my adversary, but after he wounded me and attempted to consume my immortal blood, I tore his black heart from his chest and drank it dry to be certain he was never changed.
Enemies: The Fraternidad del Fuego Santo, and perhaps my maker. I have not yet decided if he is friend or foe, but I do not trust him.
Favorite Pastime: Over the centuries I have mastered the piano, and music has been my comfort as the world changes around me.
Author jumping in here… I’m so excited I got Calisto to agree to take part in the Smackdown event! (And not just because I love to interview him and listen to his thick Spanish accent… Shew!)
Sadly, he couldn’t stick around because he and Kate are busy fighting the Night Demon in book 2 right now… Instead, here’s a scene with Calisto and one of the monks from the Fraternidad who made a fatal error in coming to Calisto’s home to threaten him.
He burst into the passenger seat of the car, taking pleasure in the terrified gasp of the driver.
“Father Tomas De Cardina, I presume?”
The monk recovered from his shock and quickly thrust the cross that hung around his neck into Calisto’s face. “Stay back, creature of Satan.”
Calisto laughed. “Is that what you think I am?” He reached out to clasp the crucifix, and with a jerk of his wrist, snapped the gold chain from the monk’s neck. “If you know so much about me, then surely you know the church helped to make me what I am.”
He shook his head. “Lies! You sold your soul to Satan himself, and now you are his apprentice. You are an abomination before God.”
Calisto smirked. He heard the blood coursing through Father Tomas’ veins at an alarming rate, tempting him, calling to him.
“What you believe is of no consequence to me. I will not be threatened, least of all by the Fraternidad, and never at my own home.”
Surprise filled the monk’s gaze, and his mental chant faltered. “I have not forgotten the signet of the Fraternidad.”
He held up his left hand, showing his own ring. His personal signet bore the holy fire of the Fraternidad, but it also included a finely carved bird soaring across the top. Lifetimes ago, it symbolized the dove of peace, but now Calisto considered it a raven, his Night Walker spirit animal.
A bead of sweat made its way down Father Tomas’ forehead. “We know what you are, and we will do what we must in the name of God to insure that you make no others.”
Calisto frowned at the unexpected answer. “Why would I make another?”
Father Tomas kept silent, staring at the crucifix in Calisto’s hand. Again Calisto attempted to reach the monk’s mind, only to find the same repeated chant shielding the monk’s true thoughts.
He grabbed Tomas’ robe and yanked him closer. “Answer me!”
Frustration burned through Calisto. He felt his eyes glow crimson with rage.
“Santa Maria!” Father Tomas gasped and jammed a knife into Calisto’s abdomen, stabbing up underneath his ribcage.
Calisto’s eyes widened as pain seared through his chest. Blood spilled from the gaping wound, but his body tingled, healing from the inside out. He let go of the monk with one hand and plucked the knife from his torso, wrenching it free from the fanatic’s clutched hand.
Father Tomas struggled like a wild animal in the presence of a predator. Calisto dropped the knife to the floor of the car and clutched the monk with both hands. He drew Father Tomas closer.
His fangs grazed the monk’s skin just below his ear. The priest fought to break away, but Calisto’s grip was inescapable. The more the monk struggled, the stronger his pulse became. The scent of blood combined with fear intoxicated Calisto. His thirst clawed to the surface, threatening to seize control.
“Let me go! In the name of God, let me go!”
Calisto’s voice was no more than a cold whisper. “I have no God. Not anymore.”
I have always loved to make up stories. My first published work was The Wonders of Unicorn Creek in 6th grade. The 9 page epic was published by my tiny elementary school.
Since then I’ve published short stories in anthologies like: Dead Souls, Ladies of Horror 2009, Hell Hath No Fury, and magazines like: Sinisteria, Horrorfind, Twilight Times, The Writers Hood, Savage Night, The Murder Hole, Behold and Shadowkeepzine.
My story ”Immortal Beloved” was a finalist for a Bram Stoker award, and my story “The Third King” won second place in Behold’s short story contest.
Night Walker, Book 1 in the Night Series was released in August, and next year will see the release of a novella and Books 2 & 3 from Entangled Publishing.
When I’m not writing, I also sing. I’ve performed with the San Diego Opera as well as other musical theater companies. I’m married to an incredible man who is also a great writer, and we live with our two teens in sunny San Diego, California.
Halloween is a fun time of year for me and all my ghouls. I’ve always been fascinated by magic and what might be lurking the shadows. Passion, love, jealousy, power and immortality also fuel many of my plots, but I’m not a villain… I just enjoy writing them…
I hope you enjoy reading them!
Want to read more from Lisa Kessler?
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Two winners will each receive a copy (1 e-book ) of Night Walker by Lisa Kessler
Available on August 2, 2011 from Entangled Publishing
About the Book:
He gave up his soul for a second chance to love her…
Two and a half centuries ago, Calisto Terana lost everything when a zealous priest murdered the woman he loved. Now, desperate for another chance to love her, he wants redemption for the mistake that cost her life.
She’s haunted by dreams of her own death…
After catching her fiance with another woman, Kate Bradley returns to San Diego to clear her head. The last thing she needs is romance, but after meeting Calisto she’s drawn to him in ways she doesn’t understand.
They’ve waited in the shadows for centuries…
Calisto has no doubt Kate is the reincarnation of his lost love, but the Fraternidad Del Fuego Santo has a new watcher with dark ambitions of his own. As old enemies reemerge and a new threat arises, the betrayal that enslaved Calisto to the night might destroy the only woman he’s ever loved again.
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