Welcome to Megan Tayte's release day party! Darkly, Deeply, Beautifully releases today; it is the 5th in the Cerulean series and the conclusion! All five of these lovely editions are meaty reads and build the suspense beautifully right to the end of this fantasy series.
DARKNESS HAS FALLEN, AND SHE ALONE WILL SEE THE LIGHT.
The Ceruleans: mere mortals infused with power over life and death. Five books; one question: If the might of the heavens were in your hands, would you be sinner or saint?
With her mother’s life hanging in the balance, Scarlett is devastated – and done with being in the dark. She wants answers, all of them.
But when was her pursuit of the truth ever straightforward?
Pulling a single thread impels a great unravelling. And each revelation will force Scarlett to rethink what she thought she knew about the Ceruleans, the Fallen, her family – herself.
All that came before was a mere prelude to this, the last journey. From London to Twycombe to Hollythwaite to Cerulea, Scarlett will be stalked by the ghosts of what has been, what may have been and what may come to pass. Until she reaches the place where it all began, and it all must end.
But in the final reckoning, none will survive unscathed. And some will not survive at all.
In this explosive conclusion to The Ceruleans series, all must be defined by their actions: sinner, saint… or something more beautiful entirely?
I kissed Luke then. I kissed him. Like I hadn’t kissed him in more than a week – since before London,
since before Hollythwaite, since Barcelona: when we’d been just a regular couple on a city break,
wrapped up in each other. Through the kiss I heard his sigh, the release of emotion. And then he
pulled me to him, onto his lap, and I kissed his lips, his jaw, his collarbone, his shoulder, and he
kissed my lips, my earlobe, my neck, my –
My robe had slipped, exposing my back, and I struggled off him and wrestled with the fabric
entangled at my waist.
He stood up. Put his hands on my shoulders. Said my name with so much tenderness that I had to
stop. Had to look at him. The room was steamy, the glass doors occluded. No one could see. Only
‘Trust me,’ he said.
Slowly, he turned me. I steeled myself as he took it in, the brand I now wore. Non Serviam. I will not
serve. Emblazoned on my back in the form of angry, jagged scar tissue.
When I felt his lips on the nape of my neck, I jerked in shock. But his hands on my hips held me still
as he traced the path of the scar, one kiss at a time, from its very top to its termination just above
my bikini bottoms.
‘Beautiful,’ he said.
I turned to him. He smiled up at me.
Sinking down so that we were both kneeling, I said, ‘How could you…?’
‘How could I not?’ was his answer. ‘I was there, Scarlett. I saw what you did for your mother. That
scar: it’s beautiful.’
‘But it’s a punishment, Luke. Because I sinned. That’s not beautiful. It’s dark. Wrong.’
‘No! Don’t you say that. Trying to save your mother – that could never be wrong. If I’d had the
chance, I’d have done it. My mum, my dad, Cara… I’d have saved them all. And you. I would always
His eyes were glistening, and I lunged for him and hugged him hard.
‘So stop hiding it from me,’ he finished, his voice muffled in my hair. ‘Please. Because I love that scar
on you so goddam much.’
I nodded into his shoulder and he squeezed me.
It was calm in our little haven. Still. Warm. Nothing existed but Luke and me. We held each other for
a long time, drifting in the haze.
And then Luke sat back and said, ‘So, you and me. We’re good?’
‘We’re good,’ I told him. Then I frowned and added: ‘For now. You know, Gabe, the Fallen: I have
no idea what we’re getting into.’
‘Me either.’ He reached out a finger and drew, in the condensation on the glass door, a little
FROM MY PERSPECTIVE:
I hungrily devoured the pages of this last book in the Cerulean series; I wanted to read the conclusion and see if it fell into place seamlessly or if it would be rushed and an ill-fitting ending. That sometimes happens in a series. Kudos to Megan Tayte, the ending was a great fit for a wonderfully entertaining series.
The stories are definitely paranormal fantasy in nature, but Megan created characters we were drawn to, characters we could love and wanted to follow from start to finish. And this the last in her series was a beautiful conclusion, so very much was explained and revealed. Scarlet could hardly have reacted differently as many mysteries were exposed for the lies they were.
Tayte thrives with a complex storyline and realistic and endearing characters. Hers is some of the best escapism writing I have read and thoroughly looked forward to!
I rated this last of the Ceruleans series a 5 wink read!
MEGAN TAYTE BIO:
Once upon a time a little girl told her grandmother that when she grew up she wanted to be a
writer. Or a lollipop lady. Or a fairy princess fireman. ‘Write, Megan,’ her grandmother advised. So
that’s what she did.
Thirty-odd years later, Megan is a professional writer and published author by day, and an indie
novelist by night. Her fiction – young adult romance with soul – recently earned her the SPR’s
Independent Woman Author of the Year award.
Megan grew up in the Royal County, a hop, skip and a (very long) jump from Windsor Castle, but
these days she makes her home in a village of Greater Manchester. She lives with her husband, a
proud Scot who occasionally kicks back in a kilt; her son, a budding artist with the soul of a
palaeontologist; and her baby daughter, a keen pan-and-spoon drummer who sings in her sleep.
When she's not writing, you'll find her walking someplace green, reading by the fire, or creating
carnage in the kitchen as she pursues her impossible dream: of baking something edible.
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