Phantom, Dark Musicals Trilogy Book #1
and Demon-Dark Musicals Trilogy Book #2
by
Laura
DeLuca
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When
Justyn and Rebecca set off for the New York School of Performing Arts, they
think their dreams are about to come true. To their dismay, they aren’t in high
school anymore, and the competition is steep. Rebecca must compete against
accomplished singers for a role in the production of Demon Barber, including a
stunning Gothic diva with her sights set on Justyn
It
doesn't help that things keep disappearing from their apartment or that
Rebecca's father refuses to accept that Justyn is an essential part of her
life. Yet, all this seems minimal in comparison to the serial rapist
terrorizing the campus.
Consumed
by fear and obsessed with revenge, Rebecca and Justyn start living the story of
Sweeney Todd—both on and off the stage.
Blurb: Phantom, Dark
Musicals Book #1:
The
“Phantom” was a musical phenomenon that Rebecca had always found enchanting.
She had no idea that her life was about to mirror the play that was her
obsession. When her high school drama club chooses “Phantom” as their annual
production, Rebecca finds herself in the middle of an unlikely love triangle
and the target of a sadistic stalker who uses the lines from the play as their
calling card.
Rebecca
lands the lead role of Christine, the opera diva, and like her character, she
is torn between her two co-stars—Tom the surfer and basketball star who plays
the lovable hero, and Justyn, the strangely appealing Goth who is more than
realistic in the role of the tortured artist.
Almost
immediately after casting, strange things start to happen both on and off the
stage. Curtains fall. Mirrors are shattered. People are hurt in true phantom
style. They all seem like accidents until Rebecca receives notes and phone
calls that hint at something more sinister. Is Justyn bringing to life the
twisted character of the phantom? Or in real life are the roles of the hero and
the villain reversed? Rebecca doesn’t know who to trust, but she knows she’s
running out of time as she gets closer and closer to opening night. Only when
the mask is stripped away, will the twenty first century phantom finally be
revealed.
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EXCERPT: DEMON
“What the hell are you looking at?” Livy demanded.
At first Rebecca just ignored her hostility. She walked back
to her cubbyhole and opened it to stowaway her bags until practice was over.
She was going to forget the whole stupid idea and just walk away. But Livy was
still standing there, leaning against the lockers, looking just as sad as she
did angry. Rebecca couldn’t help but feel sorry for her. She was reminded of
how horribly everyone had treated Justyn during the production of Phantom and
thought perhaps Livy was just as misunderstood.
“Livy,” she started, “can we talk for a minute?”
The Goth just gave her a dirty look. “I don’t know what we
could possibly have to say to each other.”
“I just wanted to apologize about what happened at the
party,” Rebecca spoke with as much sincerity as she could muster. “No matter
how we feel about each other, I never meant to … to embarrass you the way I
did.”
Rebecca had never seen the cliché of flashing eyes come to
life like it did at that moment. “Don’t you dare!” Livy spat. “Don’t you dare
pity me!”
“That’s not what I meant,” Rebecca tried to explain, though
she knew she was fighting a losing battle. “I just regret—”
“Do you want to know what I regret?” Livy interrupted and actually
shoved Rebecca against her locker. “I regret not ripping every strand of hair
out of that pretty little head of yours when I had the chance. This isn’t high
school, Becca! We aren’t going to be friends. And I’m not going to stop until
Justyn is mine and you run back to New Jersey with your tail between your legs.
Is that clear enough for you, deary? Don’t try to make nice with me again.”
Livy stomped away, and Rebecca just stood there, feeling
shocked and a little stung. She couldn’t believe how vicious Livy could be. So
much for olive branches. Instead of trying to hand her one, Rebecca should have
shoved it straight up her….
“Wow.” Frankie came up beside her, shaking his head. “It’s
girls like that who give PMS a bad rep. I seriously think the next play she
should star in is the Taming of the Shrew.”
“There’s no taming that one,” Rebecca replied, still shaking
her head.
Excerpt: Phantom
The orchestra tuned for its virtuoso, and Justyn stood
ready. But no one else was ready for the magical performance he began. Beside
her, Carmen was rambling on about something mundane. Rebecca elbowed her to
silence so she could listen to the perfectly thrilling tenor. As she listened
to the song unfold, the world around her started to slip away. Gone was the
high school auditorium. Gone were the rowdy teenagers. The Gothic stranger on
the stage had become the embodiment of Erik, and Rebecca watched him in all his
dark glory, belting out his tormented love through the words of his song. And
she was as breathless with wonder as Christine herself must have been when the
masked stranger serenaded her in the candlelit labyrinth of the opera house. In
that moment, Justyn wasn’t just portraying the phantom. Justyn was the phantom.
“Let the music touch your soul.
Let the darkness make you whole.
Do not fear what is unknown.
Your true path has now been
shown.
Listen to the words I sing.
Embrace the peace that night will bring.”
As he continued to sing in his deep but somehow angelic
voice, Rebecca found that she couldn’t tear her eyes away from him. With every
line, her heart began to beat faster.
She truly felt the arms of night wrapping her in a warm embrace. She
could almost feel the hands of the phantom glide along her body as the words
poured forth. The music caressed her. It possessed her—mind, body and soul.
Each word left her longing, yearning for more.
She was gawking so obviously, it was hardly surprising when
Justyn felt her eyes on him and steadily met her gaze. She realized her mouth
was hanging open in stunned awe, and she quickly snapped it shut. His lips
moved into just a small hint of a smile. He never took his eyes off her while
he sang the final verse, making her cheeks flush to the point that she felt
almost feverish. But it wasn’t embarrassment but excitement, arousal even,
which was sending her mind spinning in so many directions.
When the song was over, and Rebecca had recovered just a
hint of her composure, she couldn’t help but burst into a healthy round of
applause. A few scattered people joined in, including Debbie and Carmen after
she nudged them in the ribs. But only Miss King seemed to truly appreciate the
brilliance of his talent as much as Rebecca did.
“That was amazing, Justyn!” the teacher gushed.
“Lord Justyn,” he
corrected as he stepped down from the stage.
A few others
complimented him as well, but he took in all in stride. In fact, his serious
expression never faltered as he stepped down from the stage. He seemed almost
bored, like it was all he could do to hold back a yawn, despite the smiles and
words of encouragement.
But not everyone in the crowd was pleased as Justyn glided
down the aisle, so ethereal in his dark garments that he still resonated the
spirit of the Opera Ghost. Miss King might have been excited about the newest
male addition to her cast after being limited for many years, but Tom and his
group of boisterous companions glared at him as he passed them by. Jay sneered and tossed a balled up piece of
paper in Justyn’s direction, but the Goth was quick, and caught it in his hand
without missing a beat.
“I think you dropped something,” he said.
His speaking voice was no less melodic than his singing
voice, but something about his tone made Rebecca shiver. He tossed the paper
back at Jay, who was nowhere near as coordinated as Justyn. He practically fell
off his seat in his efforts to catch it.
“Hey vampire,” Tom called when Justyn went to walk away.
“Are you sure you can handle the competition?”
Justyn smiled, a cool, sarcastic half-smile, and crossed his
arms over his chest. “Are you?”
Miss King didn’t notice the short confrontation, and Justyn
vanished from the auditorium as quickly and mysteriously as he had appeared.
Only Rebecca had noticed the very real tension between the two boys. She
wondered if it was a bad omen for them to start off the production with hard
feelings and envy. That could only lead to trouble. The kind of trouble that
could end with someone getting hurt. The
kind of trouble that Rebecca would do whatever it took to avoid.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Laura “Luna”
DeLuca lives at the beautiful Jersey shore with her husband and four children.
She loves writing in the young adult genre because it keeps her young at heart. In addition to writing fiction, Laura is also
the editor of a popular review blog called New Age Mama. She is an active
member of her local pagan community, and has been studying Wicca for close to
eight years. Her current works include
Destiny, Destiny Unveiled, Phantom, Morrigan, Player, and Demon.
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