A guilty pleasure novel that combines a thrilling tale of time travel, magic, erotic M/M fun, and adventure. Follow Ehane Freeman, a native American witch, as he journeys back to 1636, right before the Mystic massacre, the darkest time in Connecticut’s history. Ehane is determined to save his ancestor, Sassascus, the sachem of the Pequot tribe, from the massacre. However, his brother, Dohate, is against the idea. He is more concerned with the ramifications of tampering with the timeline.
Ehane goes against his brother’s counsel and travels back in time and inadvertently destabilizes the natural course of history, leaving Dohate to clean up his mess, yet again. Dohate and his friends have to assimilate into the 17th century to help nudge history back on course. They fight on the side of the Native Americans as their battle with the Puritans grows to a fever pitch.
Dohate anxiously looked around for Yutu. He couldn’t believe how much he had missed her while he was gone. Tezmon saw her first, and he elbowed Dohate to make him aware of her presence. That’s when the most beautiful young Indian woman in the Pequot territory came running into Dohate’s open arms. She greeted him with a big hug and a kiss. The tan dress she wore could hardly contain her ample breasts. She had a beautiful shapely figure. Her outfit was cut low and showed off her tan muscular thighs. Dohate could feel her bosom pressed against him while she held him close.
“Dohate, it is good you are back.” She said all too seriously. He sensed that something was off. He had known her long enough to know when something was bothering her.READ MORE
“Did you miss me?” Dohate kissed her again and saw the seriousness on her face. He asked her, “What’s wrong?” Yutu pulled him away from the others. Dohate kept his arm around her thin waist. He felt her soft skin rub against his as they walked. He glanced over his shoulder at Tezmon as they walked away, and he gave his friend a subtle wink and a smile.
“I think you should know . . . It’s your brother.” Yutu’s voice was hushed, and she looked over her shoulder before she continued, “Sassacus.” She suddenly fell silent when she saw Rowtaq and Sassacus approach them.
“What about Ehane?” Dohate asked her. She was too frightened to answer him. Rowtaq grabbed her by the arm and pulled her away from Dohate. He gave her a forceful shove.
“Off with you. Make yourself useful tend to the cooking.” Rowtaq said authoritatively, and she ran away from them. She didn’t look back. She was usually a strong-willed woman Dohate had never seen her so docile. He wondered why Rowtaq would treat her so unfeelingly.
“What the hell, Rowtaq!” Dohate felt his anger rise. Tezmon could sense something was going on. In a flash, he was by Dohate’s side.
“Come with us,” Sassacus command them. As they walked through the hamlet Dohate had a strange feeling everyone was watching as they passed. He realized that they were headed toward the wigwam Ehane had built. The one they now shared.
“What’s going on?” Dohate stopped in his tracks and stared into Sassacus’ eyes to demand an answer. He noticed Rowtaq was carrying his bow that, on its own, wasn’t a big deal. What unnerved him was how tight Rowtaq gripped the handle. Tezmon picked up on the tension as well. He gave Dohate the slightest of head nods. Dohate knew no matter what, Tezmon would have his back if necessary. They were almost at their wigwam. Dohate looked around for Ehane, he was nowhere to be found. He thought surely, Ehane would come to greet him once he returned. “Where’s Ehane?” Dohate demanded. He caught the subtle look Sassacus threw in Rowtaq's direction.
Dohate dusted away from the men without warning, he materialized inside of their wigwam to find Ehane’s dead body on the ground. He fell to his knees beside his brother and took Ehane’s hand into his own. Ehane’s skin was cold and clammy. “No, no, no, not again, God not again.” His eyes filled with tears. His mind flashed back to when his father laid dying in Daggetts cavern. Dohate gently placed Ehane’s arms across his chest and raced out of the wigwam.COLLAPSE
David B. Paulk
5.0 out of 5 stars Sibling Rivalry and Time Travel
Reviewed in the United States on March 12, 2021
Like real life the distribution of an Estate tends to create sibling rivalry, this time that leads to time travel. While back in time the brothers rediscover their lost boyhood relationship and some of their friends find love and acceptance. The web of fantasy and historical fiction leads the reader on a path to adventure that ends with a change to the timeline with joyful results for the hero's. A great sequel to The Guardian. I can't wait for the third in the series.