This is author's page of D.H. Weiss. Below follows an excerpt from his second novel, FARADISE. Links to the complete book follow the text. You can also view an excerpt of FROM SEVEN TILL DAWN by clicking on the cover page image shown here. Thanks, and enjoy the read...
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He fell back onto the bed, and through the haze of a bone-deep fever, caught sight of a pale, translucent house lizard, frozen in place on what might have been a wall, while a larger, ring-tailed gecko eyed it hungrily, flicking its reptilian tongue as if deciding whether it was worth moving in the dense heat, and imagined Chloe’s amazing, almost tantrically expert human counterpart, polishing the underside of his very stiff hardon, until a clear, perfect drop of pre-cum formed at its tip.
Chloe knew how to tease him that way. Keep him hard. Stop and then start again, until he couldn’t hold it anymore. And when he did come, he’d hold his cock, and squeeze the muscles around his prostate, sending his cum in fountain waves onto his own stomach, or when she was in the mood, into her mouth and down onto hers.
“Unghh, not now, Chloe. I have to watch the gecko. I’m sorry,” he said as she held up a nipple so pink, so perfectly, centerfold air-brushed pink, that it begged for his attention. And then she was gone, replaced only by the gecko. Well, we all have to eat, he thought.
“Sorry about what?” came the answer. “And who is Chloe? Is she your girlfriend? You sound like a crazy person. I have no idea what you’re trying to say, but here – drink this, it’s a special tea that we make from tawa tawa leaves. It won’t cure the dengue but it should bring down your fever a little.”
She seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.
Faraday managed to focus his eyes and saw a slender, brown girl with eyes as gold as the midday sun, just budding into womanhood, holding out a glass tumbler containing a vile-looking decoction of grasslike leaves mixed with god-only-knew what else was in it. She was almost brushing the side of the crude bamboo bed. She apparently had no fear of strange men.
She leaned closer, revealing through the gap between her tee shirt and her neck the curve of a very fine young breast that would one day make someone very happy, and extended the glass to Faraday’s lips.
“Where am I?” he croaked in a hoarse voice, taking the glass from her hand, “and who are you?”
“You don’t remember?”
“If I could remember then why would I ask you.”
“They were right.”
“Who was right?”
“Absidy and Ella. They told me that they didn’t think you were very nice.”
“I’m not. So what is your name again?”
“That’s your name? Liv?”
A steady gaze, no answer.
“Right. Liv. I knew that,” he answered sarcastically. “Who are Absidy and Ella?”
“If you don’t know who they are then how do you know who I am?”
“I can’t remember.”
“It’s probably the fever. You were burning up. That’s what makes the dengue so dangerous. You’re obviously not yourself yet.”
Faraday didn’t wasn’t sure what to make of this womanchild, but her face said that whoever she was, he didn’t like her and she didn’t like him, and that she was only there with the sour grass cocktail because she’d been told to bring it to him.
“How long have I been here?”
“Five days. Maybe six.”
“But you didn’t know that my girlfriend’s name is Chloe.”
“No. They said it was Claudia.”
“Well, Liv, it just so happens that my girlfriend’s name is Claudia, but she hates that name, so she calls herself Chloe. And she isn’t really my girlfriend. But apparently you didn’t know that.”
“So when did, um, Absidy introduce us? I can’t seem to recall meeting you before.”
“Wow. You’re really out of it, aren’t you? He didn’t. I was visiting my aunt
“Okay, so we never met until just now. I take it that Absidy is your dad?”
“Absidy and Ella are my foster parents. My real parents are dead.”
“Of course I am. Why wouldn’t I be?”
“Because you’re an asshole. Anyway. I gave you the medicine. If you don’t want to drink it then that’s your choice, but I have better things to do than watch you, so now you know my name, you have the tonic and I’m leaving.”
Faraday watched her turn and walk away, dispassionately, through what was now just an ordinary, wood-framed door, the triangular entrance having disappeared, along with the curvaceous opening to the other chamber that he’d hallucinated in his fevered vision.
Suspicious that it might be some kind of exotic poison, he sniffed at the tea that Liv had brought him. Despite its bilious color, it smelled only of wheatgrass and honey. He drank it down, hoping that whatever it was, it might at the very least numb his terrible pain, and sank back into the sweat-drenched sheets into a restless, fevered sleep, and the memory of where he had been only days before.
FARADISE is the second novel of two that began with FROM SEVEN TILL DAWN. They are available at Amazon (for Kindle readers), itunes (for reading on the free ipad Kindle app), Barnes and Noble, and other online booksellers. Please note that the itunes link will only work on PC's and macs (not directly on ipads) but it will allow you to access the book for your ipad. For adults only.