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DANNY 2.1 - Die Schwarze Engel
Der Schwarze Engel - the mythical black angel of death, of evil, of sorrow. Or of something darker than all three...
Danny has been missing for six years, when one night, drunk and confused, Stephen thinks he sees him reflected in a bar mirror, like an apparition from the past.
But surely he has imagined it? Danny haloed and burning above him like an avenging angel. Danny rescuing him from a midnight street in a sinister, dark car. Danny smelling as sweet as lemons and dressed all in black silk, as dry and caustic as Lucifer himself. Those drunken visions can't be true, can they?
But Rab believes they must be, Stephen fears they might be, and Conley knows they are. Danny is back. And now there is one overriding question burning in all their minds. What has he been doing during those mysterious missing years? And with whom?
Vulnerable, lost, and deep in mourning, Danny is ripe for the picking. But that shadowy other is ever-present, like an unspoken third, a revenant determined to be at the party, ruining their fun. Is the 'Schwarze Engel' real, or just a figment of Danny's diseased imagination? And, more importantly, can anyone finally set him free from it?
Danny has been missing for six years, when one night, drunk and confused, Stephen thinks he sees him reflected in a bar mirror, like an apparition from the past.
But surely he has imagined it? Danny haloed and burning above him like an avenging angel. Danny rescuing him from a midnight street in a sinister, dark car. Danny smelling as sweet as lemons and dressed all in black silk, as dry and caustic as Lucifer himself. Those drunken visions can't be true, can they?
But Rab believes they must be, Stephen fears they might be, and Conley knows they are. Danny is back. And now there is one overriding question burning in all their minds. What has he been doing during those mysterious missing years? And with whom?
Vulnerable, lost, and deep in mourning, Danny is ripe for the picking. But that shadowy other is ever-present, like an unspoken third, a revenant determined to be at the party, ruining their fun. Is the 'Schwarze Engel' real, or just a figment of Danny's diseased imagination? And, more importantly, can anyone finally set him free from it?
- GenresM M RomanceContemporary
848 pages, Kindle Edition
First published December 19, 2010
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Chancery Stone
21 books50 followersChancery Stone likes wading about in darkness. She always has.
Equally well, she loves the magical powers of redemption, particularly self-redemption. She has a particular fondness for heroes (of either sex) who don’t let anyone fuck with them. This does not involve kick-boxing, vampirism, government agencies or a sociopathic knowledge of firearms. Instead this involves going their own way, in their own time, to their own tune and realising that if God is watching it’s only to see if you’re one of the smart ones.
Chancery Stone was born half a lifetime ago in a quaint Scottish fishing hamlet known as East Kilbride, where she would run wild and untrammelled about the hills, picking heather and singing in the Gaelic. In her spare time, between making moss dyes and raising nursling quails, she ran a child sex club. She was a child herself at this time, of course, and therefore has managed to evade the long arm of the law.
At least thus far.
The Dirty Club had a simple remit: sex, sex and more sex. Limited as it was by her age and ignorance, this chiefly involved urolagnia, exhibitionism, voyeurism, humiliation, bondage, homosexuality, frottage, fingering, nudism, paedophilia, ritualistic power games, domination, bullying, more humiliation and more urolagnia. In fact, altogether too much urolagnia.
She was outed several times – by children to other children, and by adults who really didn’t like that sort of thing. Driven underground at the age of twelve she became a sad academic recluse and took up reading savage and horrific literature and absolutely anything with sex in it.
Then there was wider reading. And yet more reading. And sick three-novels-a-day-habit style reading. And a lot of theatre. And then back to sex again – sex and more sex – extended by now to contain the more missionary and conventional forms thereof.
Eventually she got sick of reading (but, somehow, never of sex) and decided to write instead, and then all of this life-strangely-lived started to spiral out of her, backwards, onto paper.
We expect that once the DANNY Quadrilogy™ is finally done she will turn out some very interesting books in the vein of “Moss Dyeing for Beginners“ and “Quail Baby, Fly Away Home.”
And after that there will be death.
Equally well, she loves the magical powers of redemption, particularly self-redemption. She has a particular fondness for heroes (of either sex) who don’t let anyone fuck with them. This does not involve kick-boxing, vampirism, government agencies or a sociopathic knowledge of firearms. Instead this involves going their own way, in their own time, to their own tune and realising that if God is watching it’s only to see if you’re one of the smart ones.
Chancery Stone was born half a lifetime ago in a quaint Scottish fishing hamlet known as East Kilbride, where she would run wild and untrammelled about the hills, picking heather and singing in the Gaelic. In her spare time, between making moss dyes and raising nursling quails, she ran a child sex club. She was a child herself at this time, of course, and therefore has managed to evade the long arm of the law.
At least thus far.
The Dirty Club had a simple remit: sex, sex and more sex. Limited as it was by her age and ignorance, this chiefly involved urolagnia, exhibitionism, voyeurism, humiliation, bondage, homosexuality, frottage, fingering, nudism, paedophilia, ritualistic power games, domination, bullying, more humiliation and more urolagnia. In fact, altogether too much urolagnia.
She was outed several times – by children to other children, and by adults who really didn’t like that sort of thing. Driven underground at the age of twelve she became a sad academic recluse and took up reading savage and horrific literature and absolutely anything with sex in it.
Then there was wider reading. And yet more reading. And sick three-novels-a-day-habit style reading. And a lot of theatre. And then back to sex again – sex and more sex – extended by now to contain the more missionary and conventional forms thereof.
Eventually she got sick of reading (but, somehow, never of sex) and decided to write instead, and then all of this life-strangely-lived started to spiral out of her, backwards, onto paper.
We expect that once the DANNY Quadrilogy™ is finally done she will turn out some very interesting books in the vein of “Moss Dyeing for Beginners“ and “Quail Baby, Fly Away Home.”
And after that there will be death.
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May 5, 2015
I can't believe I actually read a 800+ page book. My god that was long. Took a few weeks lol but well worth it! Onto 2.2 next
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December 22, 2010Publisher's Review
Die Schwarze Engel – the mythical black angel of death, of evil, of sorrow. Or of something darker than all three…
Danny has been missing for six years, when one night, drunk and confused, Stephen thinks he sees him reflected in a bar mirror, like an apparition from the past.
But surely he has imagined it? Danny haloed and burning above him like an avenging angel. Danny rescuing him from a midnight street in a sinister, dark car. Danny smelling as sweet as lemons and dressed all in black silk, as dry and caustic as Lucifer himself. Those drunken visions can’t be true, can they?
But Rab believes they must be, Stephen fears they might be, and Conley knows they are. Danny is back. And now there is one overriding question burning in all their minds. What has he been doing during those mysterious missing years? And with whom?
Vulnerable, lost, and deep in mourning, Danny is ripe for the picking. But that shadowy other is ever-present, like an unspoken third, a revenant determined to be at the party, ruining their fun. Is the ‘Schwarze Engel’ real, or just a figment of Danny’s diseased imagination? And, more importantly, can anyone finally set him free from it?
(Originally published as DANNY 2 - The Revenant)
Die Schwarze Engel – the mythical black angel of death, of evil, of sorrow. Or of something darker than all three…
Danny has been missing for six years, when one night, drunk and confused, Stephen thinks he sees him reflected in a bar mirror, like an apparition from the past.
But surely he has imagined it? Danny haloed and burning above him like an avenging angel. Danny rescuing him from a midnight street in a sinister, dark car. Danny smelling as sweet as lemons and dressed all in black silk, as dry and caustic as Lucifer himself. Those drunken visions can’t be true, can they?
But Rab believes they must be, Stephen fears they might be, and Conley knows they are. Danny is back. And now there is one overriding question burning in all their minds. What has he been doing during those mysterious missing years? And with whom?
Vulnerable, lost, and deep in mourning, Danny is ripe for the picking. But that shadowy other is ever-present, like an unspoken third, a revenant determined to be at the party, ruining their fun. Is the ‘Schwarze Engel’ real, or just a figment of Danny’s diseased imagination? And, more importantly, can anyone finally set him free from it?
(Originally published as DANNY 2 - The Revenant)
July 10, 2014
I loved this book! I loved the first book of this quadrilogy, but I liked this second book even more. What I like so much about these books is that just about all of the characters are so complex. You might love them or hate them, like the things they do, or dislike the things they do, but throughout the book there is always the question of why this all started and why each character acts in the way he acts. I also liked that there were lots of twists and turns in this book. There is plenty of sex in this book but I never thought that the author included any of the sex just for the sake of having the characters have sex. It is pretty well written though,in my opinion. I am really looking forward to reading the next 2 books in this series.
My second read was even better than the first time through. I love the way that the author lets us see into the minds of each of the characters. Danny is the most complicated of them, I think. It seems that everyone is only a replacement for John. I really hated Harry Greaves. Chancery Stone's villains are quite despicable!
My second read was even better than the first time through. I love the way that the author lets us see into the minds of each of the characters. Danny is the most complicated of them, I think. It seems that everyone is only a replacement for John. I really hated Harry Greaves. Chancery Stone's villains are quite despicable!
December 11, 2015
In Danny 2.1 Die Schwarze Engel, the second installment of the brilliant and daring Danny Quadrilogy, we jump six years ahead in time. Danny has returned home, and immediately old and new friends vie for a space in his bed and/or heart. Danny, increasingly restless and haunted by past events, dances on a fine line between sanity and madness. Trouble compounds with the arrival of Harry Greaves, yet another policeman with a hidden personal agenda. When Greaves gets possession of Ian's old diaries, Danny has no choice but to submit to his outrageous demands.
With compelling new characters--notably teenage twins Andy and Gerry, and Donald Sutherland, Greaves' young sidekick--there's potential for Danny to finally cut his ties to his twisted family and to move on. Can he find a love to fill the void his brother left behind?
Unlike volume one, volume 2.1 gives us direct insight into Danny's psyche. As we learn more about his feelings and personal demons, and get a few glimpses of pivotal childhood events, we understand better what drives him, and we come to ache for him in his devastating loneliness.
As Greaves tightens his net of deceit around Danny until there seems no way out, everyone else fights over Danny like dogs over a bone. The tension grows and erupts in a shocking ending. I dare anyone not to immediately reach for the next volume--it's as impossible to resist as Danny himself.
With compelling new characters--notably teenage twins Andy and Gerry, and Donald Sutherland, Greaves' young sidekick--there's potential for Danny to finally cut his ties to his twisted family and to move on. Can he find a love to fill the void his brother left behind?
Unlike volume one, volume 2.1 gives us direct insight into Danny's psyche. As we learn more about his feelings and personal demons, and get a few glimpses of pivotal childhood events, we understand better what drives him, and we come to ache for him in his devastating loneliness.
As Greaves tightens his net of deceit around Danny until there seems no way out, everyone else fights over Danny like dogs over a bone. The tension grows and erupts in a shocking ending. I dare anyone not to immediately reach for the next volume--it's as impossible to resist as Danny himself.
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