Things are changing, even for the Devil and his
subordinates, in ways that will
cause exciting, if not outright liberation . . .
Monsters in Hell
A Heroes in Hell Collection
created by Janet Morris
Genre
Dark Paranormal Fantasy Anthology
In the Heroes in Hell series, Monsters in Hell continues existing plot lines and relates new stories with characters from all epochs of human history as they struggle against torment and even more common problems derived from their unique personalities and backgrounds. But wait, things are changing, even for the Devil and his subordinates, in ways that will cause exciting, if not outright liberation . . .
The Green-eyed Monster
The Pied Piper of Harmelin
Dogs of War
The Tarnished Horde
From Hell to Eternity
Fire in the Blood -
Best selling author Janet Morris began writing in 1976 and has since published more than 30 novels, many co-authored with her husband Chris Morris or others. Most of her fiction work has been in the fantasy and science fiction genres, although she has also written historical and other novels. Morris has written, contributed to, or edited several book-length works of non-fiction, as well as papers and articles on nonlethal weapons, developmental military technology and other defense and national security topics.
Christopher Crosby Morris (born 1946) is an American author of fiction and non-fiction, as well as a lyricist, musical composer, and singer-songwriter. He is married to author Janet Morris. He is a defense policy and strategy analyst and a principal in M2 Technologies, Inc. He writes primarily as Chris Morris, but occasionally uses pseudonyms.
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Fire in the Blood
by
Janet Morris & Chris Morris
“Do not give dalliance too much rein;
the strongest oaths are straw to the fire in the blood.”
– William Shakespeare, The Tempest
Sir Frances Walsingham steadied himself at the entrance of Martin Tower. As long as he had worked for a moment like this, he was nearly unmanned by its arrival. How long it would last he did not know. He must make the most of its every tick.
What made this moment so precious was the absence of Satan, temporarily sidelined by Samael’s betrayal. How long it would take the Devil to right his house was impossible to guess.
Until then, Walsingham must move rapidly.
Entering the Martin’s banquet hall, Sir Frances inventoried the collection of souls he might recruit for his purpose. For here they were, history’s cavalcade of thinkers, poets, shamans, rebels, martyrs . . . and fools.
Henry Percy, 9th Earl of Northumberland giddily pranced among these gathered, ushering the select to sign his guest register and the most notable to autograph miraculously preserved copies of their seminal texts — Henry’s famous library.
And the food. Tray upon tray of forbidden victuals of every kind and color lay open to all, many of whom were already lying besotted ’neath boards overburdened with fare. Paradise here was not yet lost.
Frances’ coterie of conspirators had just grown by one Nietzsche, one Jung, and one Joseph Campbell when he himself was accosted by the host of this affair. The 9th Earl was plainly in the throes of delight. Eyes gleaming, Percy’s first remark was a belch as he proffered a glass of port to his courtly adversary in life.
“Henry, this is all a bit too much; you’ll sink them before I can get them on board. Where’s Marlowe? Shakespeare?”
Henry could only manage a grin and wave his own goblet to take in the crowd. “O Walsy, give it a rest. They’ll be along in good time.”
Shakespeare was now the undisputed center of Walsingham’s emergent design — the reordering of the underverse’s power structure. Previously bounded — above by Erra, Babylonian god of plague and mayhem and his seven Sibitti, and below by Satan, Prince of Lies — Sir Frances’ cosmology had expanded today to include nonaligned influences possibly above those Above. There stood the bible writer, J, with the three weird sisters still recognized by many in hell as the Fates, before whom even gods were said to quaver.
Savoring the glass Henry had served him, Walsingham quietly recalled the previous day’s gathering at Pandemonium: Shakespeare stepping onto the Devil’s dais was a moment of real change. Humanity’s bard had triumphantly regained his identity as teller of stories past, present, and yet-to-be told.
Astounding.
Lest Will doubt his instincts of that moment and shrink back into subservience as publicist to perfidy, Frances must now emphasize and reinforce Will’s new station: author of eternal significance.
But where was Shakespeare?
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