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简介:本文档为《Christine Feehan - Dark 10 - Dark Symphonypdf》,可适用于高等教育领域,主题内容包含DarkSymphonybyChristineFeehanThisbookwaswritten,withlove,formyyoungestdaug符等。

DarkSymphonybyChristineFeehanThisbookwaswritten,withlove,formyyoungestdaughter,Cecilia,whohasmanagedtoinspiremorethanonecharacterforme!AndalsoforBeverlyGladstoneandherson,TonyWishingyoubothallthebestintheworldAuthor'sNotesandAcknowledgments:SpecialthanksgotoAliciaMiller,ownerofKatAvalonHabitofPerfectionFCH,daughterofCeltSheisamemberoftheBorzoiClubofAmericaandwasinvaluabletomeinthewritingofDarkSymphonyAliciawassoverygenerouswithhertimeandknowledgeandsupportWithouther,IwouldneverhavediscoveredtheincrediblebreedoftheborzoiCHAvalonCelticCrossisownedandbredandverymuchlovedbySandraMooreSandraMooreistheowneroftherealCelt,awonderfulborzoiwithoutstandingqualitiesSheisamemberoftheAKC,theBorzoiClubofAmerica,andmanyregionalclubsaswellShealsohashadnationallyrankedborzoisformany,manyyearsLast,butnotleast,ImustthankmydaughterDenise,forcomingupwiththelyricsforJosef'simmortalrapsong!Fog,thickanddense,blanketedthesky,mufflingeverysoundMufflingthesoundofconspiracyOfmurderstalkingthenightOfdark,uglyintentionshiddenwithinthewhite,swirlingmistsandthedeepershadowsThefogwastheperfectcoverforthepredatorashemovedsilentlyacrossthesky,searchingforpreyHehadbeenalonetoolong,farfromhisownkind,fightingtheinsidiouscallofpower,ofevil,thatwhisperedtohimeverywakingminuteofhisexistenceFarbelowhimwerethehumans,hispreyHisenemiesHeknewwhattheywoulddotooneofhiskind,shouldtheydiscoverhimHestillwokechokingfromhisslumber,trappedforthosefirstwakingmomentsinhispastHisbodywouldalwaysbearthescarsoftorture,thoughitwasnearlyimpossibletoscarhiskindHewasCarpathian,aspeciesasoldastime,withtremendousgiftstoholddominionovertheweather,theland,evenanimalsHecouldshiftshapeandsoarhigh,runwiththewolves,yetwithoutthelighttohisdarkness,hecouldsoeasilygiveintothewhispersoftemptation,thecallforpower,andturnwhollyevilHehadthepotentialforbecomingtheundead,assomanyofhiskindhadchosentodoHetraveledtheworld,huntingthevampire,seekingtomaintainabalanceoflifeinaworldofbleaklonelinessSeekingtomaintainhonorwhenhefelthe'dlostitAndthenheheardthemusicItwasplayingonatelevisionsetinoneofthestoreshepassedlateintheevening,andthemusiccaughthimasnothingelsehadEnsnaredhimMesmerizedhimWrappedhissoulingoldennotesuntilhethoughtonlyofthemusicHecouldonlyhearthemusicplayinginhisheadItwassopowerfulitevendulledtherelentlesshungerthatwaseverpresentinhislifeHetraveledtoItaly,drawnbythemusicAndhestayedforother,muchmorecompellingreasonsHeflewacrosstheskywithsilentstealth,pulledinthesamedirectiononeveryPageofDarkSymphonyfile:C:DocumentsandSettingsDannaMyDocumentsAzureusDownloadsChristineFeCreatePDFwithGOPDFforfree,ifyouwishtoremovethisline,clickheretobuyVirtualPDFPrinterawakeningWithhisacutesenseofsmellhecaughtthescentofsaltfromtheseaandthefuelfromaboattossedaboutontherollingwavesThewindalsobroughthimthescentofmanForabriefmomenthislipsdrewbackinasilentsnarl,andhefelthisincisorslengtheninhungerIndistasteMosthumanshadbecomehisenemy,althoughhesoughttheirprotectionHumansusedhimasatraptodrawothersofhiskind,nearlysucceedinginkillingthelifematetohisprinceThestainofshamewouldalwaysbeonhimWouldalwayskeephimfrombeingcompletelycomfortableinhishomelandandwithothersofhiskindHewouldneverbeabletobeartheirforgivenessHecouldnotforgivehimselfHisselfimposedpenancehadbeenservicetohispeopleHeactivelyhuntedtheirmortalenemy,thevampire,engaginginbattleafterbattlewhenhehadneverbeenawarriorHewentfromcountrytocountryinarelentless,mercilesshunt,determinedtoridtheworldoftheevilstalkinghiskindEverykillbroughthimclosertotheedgeofmadnessUntilhefoundthemusicThenightenfoldedhim,embracedhimasabrotherInthedarkness,hiseyesglowedthefieryredofapredatoronthehuntFarbelowhim,heglimpsedthelightsofthevillasdimmedbythethickbankoffog,housescrammedclosetooneanothersetprecariouslyonthehillsidesInthedistancehecouldjustmakeouttheScarlettipalazzo,aworkofartcreatedsomanycenturiesbeforeThemusicoriginatedthere,inthegreatpalazzoConcertosandoperaswerecomposedandplayedonaperfectlytunedpianoHestayedclosebytohearthebeautyofthemasterpiecescreatedandperformedThenotessoothedhimandgavehimasenseofhopeHehadevengonesofarastopurchaseseveralCDsandamachineonwhichtoplaymem,keepinghistreasuresdeepbeneaththeearthinthelairhekepttobeclosetothewomanheknewbelongedtoonlyhimHerfamilyknewhewasdangerousbylookingathimTheysensedthepredatorinhim,butAntoniettathoughtherselfsafewithhimAndshewastheonlyonehewantedTheonewomanhewouldhaveAntoniettaScarlettistaredblanklytowardtheelaboratestainedglasswindowofthepalazzoOutsidethewallsofthevilla,thewindshriekedandmoanedShetouchedtheglasswithhersensitivefingertips,tracingtheleadandthefamiliarpatternsIfshetried,shecouldrememberthem,thevividcolorsandfrighteningimagesShelaughedaloudatthethoughtAsachildshehadcertainlybeenfrightenedbythegargoylesanddemonsdecoratingthefifteenthcenturypalazzo,nowshesimplyappreciatedtheirbeauty,althoughshecouldonlyseethemthroughherfingertipsHerhomehadbeenmodernizedmanytimesoverthecenturies,buttheGothicarchitecturehadbeenpreservedascloselyaspossibletotheoriginalShelovedeverysecretpassagewaywiththeMachiavelliantrapsandeverycarefullycutstonematmadeupherhomeStrangely,shewassleepyMostnightsshewandered,wideawake,throughthelargehallwaysorplayedherpiano,themusicmovingthroughherandontothekeys,topouroutthetorrentofemotionthatsometimesthreatenedtooverwhelmherTonight,asthewindhowledandtheseapoundedonthecliffs,sheplaitedherhairintoathickropeandthoughtofadarkpoetTasha,hercousin,hadcommentedatdinnerthatthreadsofgraywerealreadybeginningtoappearinhermassoflonghairAntoniettaknewshewasvainaboutherhair,butitwasheronlycalltoglory,andnowwiththegraybeginningtoappear,itwasonlyamatteroftimePageofDarkSymphonyfile:C:DocumentsandSettingsDannaMyDocumentsAzureusDownloadsChristineFeCreatePDFwithGOPDFforfree,ifyouwishtoremovethisline,clickheretobuyVirtualPDFPrinterbeforethatsmallvanitywouldvanishHerselfmockinglaughterwassoftasshemovedwithouthesitationacrosstheroom,unerringlytothepianoHerfingersslidacrossthekeys,immediatelyrespondingtothelaughterinherheartShelovedherlife,blindornoSheliveditthewayshewantedtoliveMusicflowedintothenightAsummonsSheknewthemusiccalledtohimByronAntoniettathoughtofhimdayandnightAsecretobsessionshecouldnotgetoverThesoundofhisvoicetouchedherlikesheimaginedhisfingersonherskinwouldAcaressofsoundHewasheronlyregretHermoneyandfameallowedhertoleadthelifeshewantedinspiteofherlossofsight,butitalsoprovidedabarrierbetweenherandeverymanEvenByronEspeciallyByronHisquietacceptance,hiscontinuinginterestsocompletelyfocusedonherthreatenedtoinvolveheremotionsaswellasherbody,andthat,shecouldn'taffordAntoniettaseatedherselfatthebench,herbodyleadenwithunexpectedfatigueHerfingersracedovertheivorykeysThemusicflowedintospace,unrequitedlove,boundlesspassionunansweredHeatFireAhungerthatwouldneverbesatedByron,thedarkpoetBroodingMysteriousAmanforfantasiesShehadnoideaofhisageHeoftenansweredthesummonsofhermusicEversincethedayfourmonthsearlierwhenhesavedherbelovedgrandfatherfromacaraccident,hewouldsuddenlyappearintheroomwithher,somehowgettingpastthesecuritytositquietlywhilesheplayedItwasadegreeofherobsessionthatsheneverquestionedhim,neveraskedhimhowhemanagedtogetintoherhome,intohermusicroomAntoniettaalwaysknewthemomentByronenteredtheroom,althoughhenevermadeasoundHerfamilyhadnoideahowoftenhecame,appearinginthegreatmusicroomlateatnightandstayinguptillallhourswithherHerarelytalked,justlistenedtothemusic,butsometimestheyplayedchessordiscussedbooksandworldaffairsThosewerethetimesshelovedbest,sittingandlisteningtothesoundofhisvoiceHehadcourtly,OldWorldmannerismsandspokewithanaccentshecouldn'tquiteplaceSheimaginedhimachivalDarkSymphonyrousprincecomingtocallwheneversheallowedhergirlishimaginationtogetthebetterofherHerarelytouchedher,butheneverobjectedwhenshetouchedhim,readinghisexpressionsHetookherbreamawayeachtimehecameintothesameroomwithherThemuskswelledbeneathherfingers,rosetoacrescendoofriotingemotionsByronHergrandfather'sfriendTherestofherfamilywerewaryandonedgearoundhimMostlefttheroomsoonafterheenteredTheythoughthimdangerousAntoniettathoughthemightbe,despitethefactthathewasunfailinglygentlewithherShesensedbehindByron'scalmexteriorapredatorhuntingWatchingWaitingBidinghistimeItonlyaddedtohisallureTheunattainablefantasyThedangerous,darkprincelurkingintheshadows…watching…herAntoniettalaughedagainatherownfancifulnonsenseShepresentedacertainimagetotheworld:aconfident,renownedconcertpianistandrespectedcomposerShedreamedherpassionatedreamsandturnedeachofthemintosoaringnotesofmusictoexpressthefiresburningdeepinsidewherenoonecouldseeHerfingersracedacrossthekeys,flutteredandcoaxed,sothatthemusictookonlifeTherewasnowarningwhatsoeverOnemomentshewaslostinhermusic,andthenext,aroughhandclappedoverhermouthanddraggedherbackwardoffthepianobenchAntoniettabitdownhard,reachingbacktopoundatthefaceofherassailantItwasthenshereallynoticedhowleadenherbodyfelt,sluggish,almostunwillingtofollowherordersPageofDarkSymphonyfile:C:DocumentsandSettingsDannaMyDocumentsAzureusDownloadsChristineFeCreatePDFwithGOPDFforfree,ifyouwishtoremovethisline,clickheretobuyVirtualPDFPrinterRatherthanstrikinghard,shebarelytappedthemanShehadtheimpressionofstrengthHesmelledofalcoholandmintsHethrustaclothoverhernoseandmouthAntoniettacoughed,thrashedinanefforttoberidofthefoulsmellingmaterialShefeltdizzyandlosttheabilitytomove,slidingdown,downtowardsemiconsciousnessAtonceshestoppedfighting,slumpinglikearagdoll,pretendingshewasalreadyunconsciousTheclothdisappeared,andherassailantliftedherShewasawareofbeingcarried,ofsomeonebreathinghardOfherheartpoundingThentheywereoutsideinthebitingcoldandpiercingwindThesearagedandthunderedloudly,andseasprayreachedherfaceIttookafewmomentstorealizemattheywerenotaloneSheheardaman'svoice,slurred,incoherent,askingsomethingAchillwentdownherspineHergrandfather,frailateightytwo,wasbeingdraggedupthepathtothecliffsrightalongwithherDeterminednottoallowanythingtohappentohim,Antoniettafoughtherwayback,breathingdeeplytodrawoxygenintoherlaboringlungs,gatheringherstrength,bidinghertimeInhermindshebegantochanthisname,usingitasaprayer,alitanyofstrength:ByronByronIneedyounowHurry,hurryByronWhereareyouByronJusticanocircledabovethesmallcitybeforewinginghiswaytowardthepalazzoAshemovedacrossthesky,hungercrawledthroughhisbody,demandinghefeed,butheignoredit,answeringthesuddenuneasyfeelingchurninginhisgutSomethingwaswrongSomeintangiblevibrationintheairmadehimawareofthedramaunfoldingontherocksbelowAsnarlexposedhisfangsEyesglowedafrighteningredinthedarkofthenightAsavage,bestialgrowlescapedhisthroatasheincreasedhisspeed,hurtlingthroughtheskyoverthetoweringpalazzowithitsmanystoriesandturretsandbattlementsAbovethemanyterracesandloftystoriesloomedahigh,roundedtowerwhereitwasrumoredmorethanonewomanhadbeenmurderedinthemurkypast,earningthepalacethedubiousnameofPalazzodellaMorteWingedgargoylesstaredblanklyathimoutoftheheavy,whitefog,lookingalmostrealasthecreaturesseemedtoswarmupthesideofthevillaSittingonthecraggycliffsabovetheragingsea,thesprawlingcastlewasdarkandforebodingwiththeblankeyesofthestatuaryalwayswatchingTheheavyforeststhathadoncegrownwild,arefugetoamultitudeofanimals,werelonggone,replacedbygrovesandgrapesByronpreferredthefreedomoftheforestsandmountainsofhishomeland,wherehecouldrunwiththewolvesifhedesired,buttheneedtoprotecttheoccupantatthepalazzohadbecomeallconsumingAlarmspread,apremonitionofdangerhecouldn'tshakeByronincreasedhisspeed,streakingthroughthesky,flyinglowoverthesprawlingestateThepalazzoroseupoutofthefog,architecturebelongingtoaneralonggone,madeofstoneandstainedglass,almostaliveintheswirlingmistsByronignoredtheancientstatuesandthegleamingwindowspiercingthefoglikesomanyeyesHefirstheardthevoicewhisperinhismindByronByronIneedyounowHurryHurryByronWhereareyouShehadneverusedatelepathicconnectiontohimbeforeHehadnevertakenherblood,yetheheardthewordsclearlyandknewherneedmustbegreattoreachouttohimWickedforksoflightningwhippedfromcloudtocloud,angerhecouldn'tcontainShewasindanger!SomeonedaredtothreatenherTheskyroared,thundersplittingopentheheavenstorevealafuryofflameHetookabreath,foughttocontroltheelementalfearforPageofDarkSymphonyfile:C:DocumentsandSettingsDannaMyDocumentsAzureusDownloadsChristineFeCreatePDFwithGOPDFforfree,ifyouwishtoremovethisline,clickheretobuyVirtualPDFPrinterherThegroundwasreacting,rollingandbucklinginanswertohismountingangerByronhurriedouttowardthecoveandthejaggedrockswithhispulsepoundingtothebeatoftheseaThewindshiftedandbroughtthehauntingechoofascreamHisheartnearlystoppedbeatinginhischestItwasthesoundofdespair,ofdeathitselfHeswoopedevenloweroverthesea,uncaringthathemightbeseenanddiscoveredforthepredatorhewasWavesleapttowardtheheavens,foamed,andcollapsedwithanangryboom,greedyforalivingsacrifice"Byron!"Thistimeshecalledhisnamealoud,heronlychancewhilethecloudsspundarkthreadsandthefogthickenedinanattempttocutoffallescape"Helpus"Thewindwhippedthecryoutovertheroilingwaves,straighttohimTherewasapleainhervoice,softandmusicalandalivewithawarenessSheknewhewasclose,asshealwaysseemedtoknowAntoniettaScarlettiHeiresstotheScarlettifortuneComposerofthemostbeautifulmusictheworldhadknowninalongtimeandownerofthepricelessScarlettipalazzoThePalazzodellaMorte,palaceofdeathByronfearedthecurseofthepalazzowouldbringdeathtoAntonietta,andhewasdeterminedtostopitHervoicebroughtalivethecolorsofthenight,sharpandvividandfocused,whereforsolongtherehadbeennothingbutbleakgrayHisheartstuttered,stammered,asitalwaysdidattheunexpectedgiftItwasthatwayeachtimeheheardhervoice,whenshespokehisnameinvelvettonesWhenshelithisworldwithcolorsandvividdetailshehadlongagolostByronflewsolowthechurningwavessplatteredhimwithwaterasheracedoverthechoppysurfacestraighttowardthesoundofhervoiceThroughtheswirlingmistsByronsawDonGiovanniScarlettiinthegreedysea,clawingdesperatelyforapurchaseontheslickbouldersThewavesslammedtheoldmanhard,tossedhimasifhewereasmallstringofkelp,nothingmoreThefoamingwaterclosedoverthegrayheadandtookhimunder"Byron!"ThecallcameagainHauntingUnforgettableHeknewhewouldhearthatvoiceechoforeverinhisdreamsShewasupinthejaggedrocks,neartheedgeofthecrumblingcliffs,strugglingwithalargemanBelowher,thewaterslammedagainsttherocks,reachinghigherandhigherasiftodragherdownItwasonlytheincreasingfuryofthestorm,theearthquakesendingshocksthroughthecliffthatpreventedAntonietta'sattackerfromflingingherintotheseaThemanstaggered,nearlyfell,evenashewrestledwithherLightningexplodedaroundthem,whipsofenergyrainedhot,glowingsparksThundercrashedsoloudthemanyelledinfearBangsexplodedinByron'smouth,blackvenomswirledinhisgutHewasontheminaninstant,uncaringofhisenormousstrength,catchingAntonietta'sassailantbythenapeofhisneckandwrenchinghimbackward,awayfromherWiththeferocityofhisanimalnature,withtherageofhishumanside,heshookAntonietta'sattacker,hishandscrushingthethroatAnominouscrackwasloud,evenwiththesearoaringinaccompanimenttohisrageByrondroppedthebodycarelessly,allowingtheemptycarcasstocrumpletothegroundHeturnedquicklytowardAntoniettaShewasmovingtogetawayfromthem,herarmsstretchedoutfulllengthtotrytofeelherwayTherewasnothingbutemptyspaceinfrontofherandtheseabelow,swellingandboomingwithrelentlessfury"Stop!Don'tmove,notasinglestep!"ThecommandDarkSymphonythunderedthroughthenightair,reachedheratopthecliffsTrustingshewouldobeythatmercilesscompulsion,ByronplungedstraightintotheseaDivingdeep,downintothecold,darkabyssuntilhisfingersfoundthematerialoftheoldman'scollar,andhegraspedithardinhisfist,kickingstronglytobringthembothtothesurfaceByronshotfromthesea,straightintotheair,draggingtheleadenbodyagainsthisownasPageofDarkSymphonyfile:C:DocumentsandSettingsDannaMyDocumentsAzureusDownloadsChristineFeCreatePDFwithGOPDFforfree,ifyouwishtoremovethisline,clickheretobuyVirtualPDFPrinterheheadedforthetopofthecliffsThewhitemistthickenedandswirledaroundhimlikealivingcape,creatingashieldfrompryingeyesTheoldmanchokedandgaspedforair,forlifeHeclungconvulsivelytoByron,notquiteawareofhissurroundings,notabletobelievehewashurtlingthroughspaceDonGiovanni,grandfathertoAntonietta,hadhiseyestightlyshutwhilehischestheavedandsaltwaterspewedfromhismouthThewaterpouredfromtheirclothingandhair,addingtothedropletsofmistintheairasByronalightedonthegroundTheoldmanbegantoprayloudlyinhisownlanguage,callingontheangelstosave

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