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About the Fallen From Grace Series



With the release of the third book in the Before the Sun Rises Series, I’ve been working on a spin-off serial series based in the same paranormal world as the original series. Fallen From Grace is a science fantasy series set in Abyss City seventy-five years after the end of Clan of the Claw. Join a brand-new cast of characters and some old favorites as they learn to maneuver in a world where the paranormal elements have been forced to live in secrecy once again. Battles will be fought, alliances forged and new enemies arise all in a bid to live just one more day in a universe hell-bent on destroying them all.

Minisode 1 – New Beginnings is tentatively scheduled to release early 2018. Exact date and release schedule for the serial to be announced.

We were outcasts now, forced to once again live in the shadows of the night. The world was changing thanks to the Shield of Humanity, and whether or not it would be for the benefit of the supernatural community was still to be seen. There were still vampires, still werewolves of all kinds, but the humans – the humans were changing. So many experiments done in the name of helping mankind, so many failed attempts at eradicating supernaturals and humans alike.

We were the chosen the ones, those Fallen From Grace, those who would rise up against everything meant to destroy our world. We are just the beginning, the first few who would discover the dark secrets left behind in our city, the front-runners of the battle which was yet to come.

Aleria had been around the vampires for nearly a decade, welcomed into their world if still slightly apart from it, until one night she happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. She saved him, giving up her own mortal life, and he in turn gave her an immortal one. Now she was part of his coven, but not everyone was so eager to welcome her with open arms.

Addalynn had run for her life after watching the townspeople slaughter her father right on their front lawn. Terrified she would be next if they discovered her secret, she fled the city, scratching out a meager existence in the forest on the outskirts of the city she once called home. Then he found her, welcomed her into his pack, and her world was never going to be the same again.

Who would win the war to save humanity when everyone seemed hell-bent on destroying each other? Who could be trusted when no one was what they appeared to be? In this new world where the lines of humanity and the supernatural have been blurred, it was becoming increasingly harder to figure out who were friends – and who was the enemy.

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Vampires: 6 Reasons Why We Still Love Our Bloodsuckers

Last night I watched Anne Rice’s Interview with the Vampire starring Tom Cruise and Brad Pitt for what has to be like the 12th time.  I know I have read the book only once, way back when I was still in high school, but oddly enough it is the movie I come back to time and again.  However, I have read The Vampire Lestat along with Queen of the Damned dozens of times each, but only watched the movie maybe six times.  It’s odd how I can love to read one book about the same characters but prefer watching a movie about them instead of reading the book, even though I know the books are almost always better than the movie.  The only reason I can think for this is because Brat Pitt was so damn hot playing Louis de Pointe du Lac.  Now as for my love of all things vampiric, there are other reasons.


Why does the public have such a lustful love of the vampire world?  Many have speculated over the years the vampires in movies were created as a synonym for the sexual act, a tongue-in-cheek move way back when movie makers were still sympathetic to the average person’s delicate constitutions.  To be sure, in the real life vampire subculture around the United States, one has only to “bite” a woman to see her orgasm in bliss right before your very eyes.  And while the allure of the vampire is mostly rooted in sexual desire, I will explore the five reasons why I, and possibly the general public, find vampires so absolutely irresistible.

6.  Eternal life: if you are the type to get bored easily or are a social butterfly, immortality may not best be suited to you. However, if you are the type who loves to sit for hours by yourself contemplating life, a good book, or your recent lunch, then an eternity spent alone might be for you. While it would certainly get depressing watching everyone you know and love slowly withering away to dust around you, imagine all the things you could accomplish if you knew you weren’t limited by that pesky little thing known as time. You would finally be able to read all those books which have been collecting proverbial dust on your Kindle, binge watch all those movies you haven’t had the time to fit into your schedule, and you finally don’t have an excuse for not hitting the gym on a regular basis. Knowledge truly is power, so just imagine everything you could learn if you had all the time in the world. Not to mention how awesome your 401K is going to look when you literally have an eternity to devote to saving up for your retirement.

5.  The sex appeal:  Perhaps one of the most popular reasons why vampires have been so iconic over the centuries is their universal sex appeal, especially in the past few decades.  Long gone are the days of Nosferatu when vampires were bug-eyed and saw-toothed with a face only a mother could love.  In all the books I have read which have been published in the last fifty odd years, the vampire is synonymous with sex. They all have perfect hair, perfect bodies, and beautiful faces.  Even those who were less-than-aesthetically pleasing to the eyes while still alive are somehow transformed by the embrace of the vampire, leaving them suave, sultry, and seductive. Not only are their smooth voices and gorgeous bodies a main reason for one to want to be seduced by a vampire, but it’s also a very good reason why many have thought seriously about leaving this life of mortality behind for the dark gifts which await on the other side of the vampire’s embrace.

4.  The iconic bad boy:  Even men are drawn to the allure of the “bad girl.” For women, we are always chasing after them, swooning into their arms, and worshiping at their feet. They are like the ultimate rock god with their brooding moods, perfectly messy hair, chiseled good looks, and mysterious demeanor.  They are dark, ethereal, untamed, and always the perfect lover.  What woman could resist trying to domesticate such a wild and sexually deviant animal? He’s dangerous and gorgeous with a stare that cuts straight into your soul, causes your heart to skip a beat, and sends your blood racing through your veins.

3.  The dominant figure:  Going along with the sex appeal and bad boy image, the vampire is usually a very dominant figure not only in his actions and tone, but also in the bedroom.  It could be argued that secretly some, if not most women, desire to be dominated in the bedroom, to be so absolutely caught up and swept off their feet they lose themselves completely in the moment. And if the vampire’s sultry voice and piercing gaze does not have you going weak in the knees, then the vampire mind trickery will have you begging them to take you in every way imaginable. It’s almost like BDSM, only with pale skin and piercing eyes and that whole allergy to sunlight thing.

2.  The cool perks:  As if the perfectly chiseled body, the spark of danger, and the ideal lover were not reasons enough to want to date a vampire, all the cool super “powers” that come with being embraced is certainly enticing enough to cause even the most level-headed person to reconsider.  Say goodbye to wrinkles forever, grey hair, and having to worry about the ‘flu cause vampires don’t age and they don’t get sick. Not to mention gaining the ability to control another’s thoughts and actions, the possibility of flying or foreseeing future events, and all the other little perks of becoming a vampire which are certainly thrilling and tempting to say the least.  Unfortunately, if you are a sun worshipper, you may want to rethink your waltz on the dark side.  Beware those nasty sunburns as they can prove fatal.  And I hear that the daily cuisine could take some getting used to. But hey, if you are into pale skin, chiseled good looks, becoming a night owl, and a brooding attitude, maybe becoming a vampire is just the right move for you.

1.  And perhaps the number one reason why we are all so drawn to vampires? Because Brat Pitt was so damn HAWT.  Of course, Stewart Townsend wasn’t too shabby as Lestat either.

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Fallen From Grace Minisode 1: Blood Beginnings




Fallen From Grace – Minisode 1: Blood Beginnings

Copyright 2017 Nicola C. Matthews

All Rights Reserved

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NOTICE: For those who like what you’ve read so far, I’ll be posting more chapters of this devious tale over on Royal Roads. You can find me under the nickname that many of you are so fond of calling me – NikkiMatt. If you are into surfing the net and want to read more, head on over to and see what goodies you can find.


Chapter 1:

“And, and you know what – what else?” he asked as he sat swaying in his chair slightly.

Aleria looked over at Gnash, the master vampire of the Fallen From Grace coven. He had been a regular at the Leather and Lace Gentleman’s Club for the past two years, maybe longer. He was always there every Friday and Saturday night during her regular shift, from sundown until just past three in the morning, a few short hours before dawn. He was always sitting on the same stool, wearing the same leather jacket, jeans, and black shirt, his shoulder-length straight black hair half-heartedly pulled back away from his face.

The longer he sat on his stool, the drunker he got, which was the whole reason for him being there. In the past few years, they had talked about a great many things – her life, his life, her goals, history, music, politics, and any and everything else which popped into their heads. The drunker he got, the more he talked, and the funnier he got. They had become pretty close, and she had her suspicions that a less-than-ideal home life was the driving force behind his consistent visits in recent years.

“Gnash, darlin’, don’t you think it’s about time you headed to your coffin?” she asked as she wiped down the bar. It was nearly four in the morning, well past Gnash’s usual self-imposed cutoff time. The place was almost empty of vampires, fang-whores, and vamp tramps, the last few incapacitated humans being roused from their fang-gasm induced slumber and dropped into the club’s own personal cab service.

She glanced over at the manager as he hefted a young man from one of the corner booths, her bright blue eyes drawn to the movement more so than anything else. The young man’s gaze caught her own, and he sobered up just enough to wave. She tried not to smile. It seemed no matter where she went, if there was a supernatural in the area they were going to find her. Vampire, werewolf, it mattered not. They all seemed drawn to her like a moth to a flame.

“Nope,” Gnash said in answer to her question, the word slurred as his body tilted so far to the left she thought for sure he was going to fall right off his stool. “I’m gonna, gonna stay right here until I finish this drink, and then, then I’m gonna …” his words trailed off as he glanced down at the empty glass sitting in front of him. “Who the fuck drank my Black Leather?”

Aleria snorted, grinning at him as she wiped a stray piece of hair out of her face. “You, did, Gnash, about fifteen minutes ago.”

He looked at her, his dark brown eyes taking in the strawberry-blonde hair which was barely still held in its elastic band, the tendrils outlining her round face like a halo. She was wearing the same black shirt she always wore, with the little “L&L” embroidered on the left shoulder, her skin and hair a stark contrast.

“Damn,” he muttered before he hiccupped rather loudly. “Guess my blood-to-alcohol level … finally, finally … tipped over in favor of the sauce, huh?”

She giggled as she took his glass and tossed it in with the other dirty glasses. “You gonna be ok to get back to the coven?” she asked as she began cleaning up the bar in earnest. “It’s only about an hour until sun-up. Don’t want you getting your ass-cheeks toasted.”

He sighed as stood up, grabbing hold of the edge of the bar to steady himself. She eyed him suspiciously. “You know we got a few coffins down in the cellar in case of emergencies.”

He shook his head as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a few twenties. “Yeah, I’ll be fine, but thanks. This shit wears off entirely too quickly. Guess it just comes with age.”

“Guess so,” she said as she watched him lay out three twenty-dollar bills. “You know your money is no good here, Gnash,” she said as she shoved the wad of cash back across the bar.

“Yeah, I know. It’s not for the drinks, it’s a tip for you having to put up with my drunk ass all weekend.”

She rolled her eyes. “You know I have to share my tips with all the rest of the shitty staff around here, right?”

He took the bills and rolled them up, leaning over the bar and covertly stuffing them into the front pocket of her jeans. “Then don’t tell anyone, ‘kay?” he asked as gave her a wink.

She shook her head as she laughed. She wasn’t sure how many times he had slipped a twenty into her jeans pocket over the years, but she was very grateful. If it hadn’t been for him, there were plenty of times she would have gone hungry. The job didn’t pay too damn well, and since she was forced to share her tips with literally everyone else on staff, it didn’t take long for the really good tips she earned from some of the vampires to leave her virtually empty-handed. Gnash was the only one who knew she was forced to share her tips and started sneaking them into her pants pocket every chance he got.

“See ya around, kiddo,” he said as he turned to leave. “Stay outta trouble.”

“Good night, Gnash,” she said as she waved, watching him stagger down the steps toward the exit.

She sighed as she looked around the bar. With the exception of the dirty glasses, she was done for the evening. She picked up the heavy plastic flat and lugged it back to the kitchen. She debated on just leaving it for the kitchen staff, but thought better of it. Last time she did that she ended up getting her ass chewed out for not ‘pulling her weight.’ Sighing, she loaded down one of the heavy-duty dishwashers and clocked out for the evening, yawning as she flung open the back door.

She stopped for a few seconds and stretched, letting the cool breeze wash over her skin. She could already feel the slight difference in the temperature change, the coolness of the night giving way to the warmer patches of pre-dawn air. She yawned again as she shoved her hands into her pockets, walking slowly down the back alley toward her small apartment two streets over from the club. She whistled quietly to herself, enjoying the short walk. She really loved this time of day. She thought maybe she would climb the fire escape to the roof when she got home and watch the sun rise as she oftentimes did.

She heard the sound of shuffling feet and raised voices as she rounded the corner. She stopped, staring in disbelief at the scene playing out inside the small back alleyway. She could see him, Gnash, half-collapsed over the side of a garbage dumpster, his body limp and flopping around like a rag doll as he tried to right himself, two unknown figures standing to one side. His head was bleeding, his shoulder length black hair matted on one side. He was struggling to get his feet back under him, his impaired balance putting him at a great disadvantage as the other two vampires closed in on him.

Aleria didn’t think, she only reacted. She reached into her back pocket, pulling out the small can of vampire mace she carried on her at all times. It was the one thing Gnash himself had always insisted upon her having with her working at the club. Safety, above all else. She had never had reason to use it – until now. She rolled back the safety lever on the small hand-held can, bending down to scoop up a large chunk of brick as she walked toward the three of them.

“Hey!” she yelled as she came upon the two vampiric vultures hovering over Gnash, their backs to her. One of them turned, and she swung her arm as hard as she could. The brick contacting with the vampire’s skull made a sickening, crunching sound. The kickback vibrations from the blow traveled up her arm in record time, causing her to yelp in pain as the brick went flying out of her hand. She held her arm close, watching the vampire as she took a precautionary step backward. He didn’t make a sound as he crumpled to the ground. The other vampire turned just as she straightened up, her body pivoting as she depressed the button on her can of mace, aiming right for the guy’s eyes.

The sickly smell of rancid butter and garlic hit her nose as the fine mist flooded the other vampire’s orbital sockets, the allergic reaction instantaneous as his eyes immediately grew red and swelled shut. He screamed, his fingernails clawing at this face as the combination of concentrated garlic oil and silver nitride burned his corneas. He stumbled back, falling to the ground next to his friend and thrashed about on the ground as he howled in agony.

She wrapped her arm around Gnash’s waist, bracing herself against the dumpster. She pulled at him, trying to help him back to his feet as he mumbled incoherently. A second later she felt a cold, heavy hand on her shoulder, the nails digging into her flesh as she was pulled back so quickly she had time to do little more than gasp. She felt herself rushing through the air, as if she was flying, and then the pain engulfed her neck like a white-hot branding iron. She tried to scream, but the arms around her waist were crushing the air right out of her.

She could smell metallic scent of his blood. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew the vampire she thought she had knocked out cold had bitten straight into her jugular. There was no escaping him, his bite, or what he was about to do. His hand grasped the waistband of her jeans, popping the button off and ripping the fabric as if it were nothing more than paper as he shoved the cloth down around her upper thighs. He bent her over slightly, all of this happening in less time it took her to blink. The realization he was fucking her barely had time to register in her muddled mind as he hammered into her, over and over again, his cock harder than steel as he sucked the life right out of her.

The piercing pain in her neck gave way to a splintering euphoria which quickly morphed into the most intense sexual pleasure she had ever felt in her short twenty-five years of life. She knew the vampire was quickly draining the very life force from her body, and yet she hardly cared. She knew he was fucking her like she had never been fucked before, hammering so hard into her he was bruising every inch of her skin he touched. She knew there was the very real possibility she may die this night, and she was utterly powerless to stop it. As the crashing waves of pleasure settled in her midsection, her body suddenly exploded, her entire groin pulsing and throbbing as the vampire induced fang-gasm spread out like a burning wildfire. She moaned, her body convulsing around the vampire cock as one of the hands holding onto her waist slide down, cupping itself over her pussy as the heat radiated out of from within.

She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t cry for help. She was completely trapped within his embrace as her life was taken from her, even as his bite and crude thrusting forced her body into the most intense pleasure imaginable. The waves of pleasure crashed over and over again, each orgasm barely ebbing before she a new one crashed down around her, each more powerful and intense than the last. She was slipping away, her vision growing dark even as her body yearned for more.

The air came rushing back into her lungs as she discovered herself in a small heap on the cooling ground. She rolled over, pulling at her pants as she tried to look around but her vision was so blurred, her head pounding as the small amount of blood left within her rushed throughout her body, trying desperately to save itself.

“Gnash,” she whispered, her voice barely more than a cracked whisper. She tried to reach out to him, but her arms felt as though they were made of lead. In the back of her mind she knew she was dying. She thought she should be scared, should be fighting this more, but she was so tired, and so cold, and in so much pain. She just wanted the pounding inside of her head to stop, to give in to the tempting slumber and never awaken.

Someone was saying something right beside her ear, but she couldn’t make out the words. She was suddenly moving, the wind flowing over her body so quickly she began shivering uncontrollably. She moaned, the pain nearly unbearable. Her body felt as if it were made of glass, each step putting her in more pain than the last, as if her entire being was a split second from shattering into a million pieces.

Something hot and wet slipped past her lips, the taste metallic and oddly sweet. She tried to push the object away, but it persisted. “No,” she murmured, her open mouth allowing more of the elixir to flow down her throat. She involuntarily swallowed the concoction. It burned as it flowed down her esophagus, her body immediately growing warm as if she had drunk a shot of whisky. The warmth was quickly followed by the same intense sexual pleasure, her already over-stimulated nerves and raw body responding rapidly to the fresh vampire blood slipping quickly past her lips.

She wrapped her hands around the wrist pressed against her mouth. She sank her growing fangs into the hardened flesh, only vaguely aware of someone swearing beneath his breath as he stumbled. Suddenly they had stopped moving, the two of them pressed into the corner of a building as she drank the life-giving nectar quickly, pulling harder as she drank down each mouthful as quickly as possible. She could feel him inside her mind, the barest of glimpses into his. She saw the two of them standing in the shadow of the building, feel his arm wrapped around her waist as he held her tightly to his chest, his face buried in hair.

The pleasure inside her body intensified until she was once again moaning in pleasure, her core pulsing and throbbing so intensely it was almost painful. One of them was moaning, and she wasn’t sure if he was him or her as he pulled her closer, his twitching cock pressed against her stomach.

The arm was suddenly wrenched from her grasp, causing her to hiss. She squirmed within the arms still holding her, trying to get away.

“Be still, dammit. Fuck, Skitz is going to crawl my ass for this,” she heard Gnash say quietly next to her ear.

“Gnash?” she asked as her vision began to slowly clear, the entire night exploding inside her line of vision in high-definition.

“Yeah, it’s me. Be still for a few minutes, let me get ahold of myself. We’ll be home in just a few minutes.”

He held her for a few more seconds before he adjusted her weight in his arms and took off running, her head bobbing up over his shoulder for a brief second. That’s when she saw it, the blinding light inching its way over the horizon. Fear immediately set in.

“Gnash, is that – is that the sun?” she asked, feeling her erratic heartbeat jumping around inside her chest.

“Yeah. We’ve got maybe three minutes before the first rays hit the city.”

She shivered. “Are we going to make it?”

“Not if you don’t shut up,” he said as he jumped down from the rooftop.

She nodded, hunkering down closer to his body. Everything was so bright, but the horizon was like nothing she had ever witnessed before. It reminded her of being inside a train tunnel with a runaway locomotive barreling down on them. Only this one wasn’t just a train, but a red-hot laser of death waiting to scorch them all straight back to hell. She imagined witnessing a nuclear bomb detonation would look very similar.

Aleria suddenly felt their bodies lifted into the air, the feeling of sudden weightlessness causing her to gasp. And then they were flying down a tunnel, sliding past the stairs so quickly it was all little more than a blur.

A second later they were still, and she discovered herself standing inside a covered courtyard, the warm glow of gas-powered street lamps giving off just enough light for her adjusting eyes to be able to pick out the centuries old crumbling brick holding up the wrought-iron gates. She looked around as Gnash set her on her feet, giving her a few seconds to just take it all in.

“Come,” Gnash said as he took her hand, urging her gently forward. “You’re home now, Aleria. And you’re safe.”


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