Savage Deceit
The Opsona Journey Series 
Book Four
J.N. Sheats

Genre: Dark Fantasy Adventure/Paranormal Erotic Romance
Publisher: J.N. Sheats
Date of Publication: 11/01/2022
Number of pages: 78
Word Count: 22100
Cover Artist: J.N. Sheats

Book Description:

“No,” I snapped. “You are not going to do this now or ever! You are alive for a reason, don’t question it.” ~Cret

Fleeing into the Wastelands, Cret has saved Serenity from the rumble of Tentusa. Now with a simple yet daunting task of keeping her alive, Cret has found himself in need of allies. One of which that has arrived right in time to aid him at this most dire time, but is she truly an ally?

Serenity has survived the fall of Tentusa and the Vampire Nation’s Armies, but what comes next? With no more master and no more direction in life Serenity is starting to question her place in the world when the woman Mysheik appears to help both her and Cret. She is suspect of the Opsona woman and the strange town they stumble upon in the desert Wastelands.

What are Mysheik’s true intentions? And have the Vamdari survived like Serenity? Find out in book four of the Opsona Journey Series.


The burning was back. My blood was molten in my veins, searing through my body and into my thundering heart. The pounding in my chest echoed in my ears to the point I could feel my heart there booming in a relentless pattern as I paced my room. We would be leaving at nightfall for the old temple ruins, but I wasn’t going to make it till then. I needed blood and I needed it now. I was aware of every maid in the temple attending us. Their sweet young flesh was an enticement to my weakening resolve, and if I stayed much longer I was going to give in to my need for that blood.

Thank the gods the little marbius had run off to play somewhere. I didn’t want to turn on such an innocent creature, and yet I had no doubt I would if the thirst kept growing. Already sweat was forming on my brow and my muscles were tense with need. How much longer could I endure this torment?

I smelled him before the knock came at the door. The sweet aroma of sun-kissed flesh and honey crossed my senses and my creature purred deep inside. My hunger roared for his blood. Cret was the sweetest of confections to me. I craved his blood more than others. The sweet taste of metallic honey was all I wanted now, his darkness like fine chocolate or wine. Perfectly in sync with my own that it quelled the creature that resided inside me now, clawing to get out.

The knock on my door came and I about jumped out of my skin. I couldn’t face him. I couldn’t face anyone like this. My control was at its edge, teetering on a knife’s tip, and with his temptation so close I would lose this battle. I didn’t answer the knock, instead I made for my small collection of things, packing them into a bag. I needed to get out of the city, far away from it and the people in it. Especially Cret. ~Serenity~

About the Author:
J.N. Sheats is an artist turned author. Living in Maryland with six wild cats, and her husband, J.N. spends her days designing book covers and teasers for other authors. At night she is at the mercy of her demanding characters, and their wild fantasies. 

Dark Paranormal Fantasy is her preferred genre of writing, but anything is game. Maybe even a lovely romance novel or two in the near future.

When not writing, designing, or drawing, J.N. spends her time doing a host of other activities. Including: gardening, jewelry making, cooking, and watching far too much television.