Jamie Craig - Writing on the Edge of Erotic Romance


Book VI of The Master Chronicles

Arson forces Gideon Keel and his human lovers, Jesse Madding and Emma Coolidge, to find a new home after all their possessions are destroyed. Jesse and Emma are drawn to a decaying mansion that once served as a boarding school, but has long since sat abandoned. With its winding halls and haphazard wings, its private chapel, and its two-story library, the house is too fascinating to refuse.

But something sinister lurks in those winding halls. Something violent and dark. Something that locks the house, steals Gideon’s memories, possesses Emma’s body, and threatens Jesse’s life on the evening of their housewarming party. As the night progresses and the body count increases, Jesse must find a way to stop Gideon from killing their friends. Even harder, Jesse must convince the vampire who doesn’t remember him, or the love the three of them share, to fight for their lives.

Advisory: This book contains graphic violence, hardcore bondage and punishment, torture and blood play. May not be suitable for the more sensitive reader.

5 nymphs from Scandalous Minx, Literary Nymphs Reviews:...Jamie Craig has delivered another passionately written installment of the Master Chronicles. I’ve watched Gideon grow as a person throughout these tales, Emma is getting stronger, and Jesse is finding his own. The characters are beautifully written and the story combines suspense, mystery and lovemaking hot enough to make you wish vampires really existed. The things Gideon is capable of doing to his lovers is enough to cause a mild heart attack. If you enjoyed the first five books in this series, Dominion will be a wonderful treat. You get to see old characters you love, others you loved to hate, and still yet a few new interesting ones to add a bit of spice and variety.

5 hearts from Dee Dailey, The Romance Studio:...This duo writing as Jamie Craig continues to astound me with what they can do with the characters I've come to love through the six books in this series. There is usually so much caring and sharing among the primary characters of Gideon, Jesse and Emma. This time Jesse and Emma are put into a situation where other people would give up and run from a vampire in a killing mood. Somehow, no matter what they have to go through, they never give up on him. The situations, the conversations, the confrontations are so well done and real we can almost forget that we're reading because it plays out so well, at least in my mind.

4 stars from Frost's Fancy, Rainbow Reviews:...Although Dominion is Book VI of The Master Chronicles, I found it to work astonishingly well as a standalone novel. There are no loose ends or unexplained dangling plot threads to detract from the novel's nonstop excitement and continual tension. In a paranormal setting, the Murphy's Law type of plot, in which everything and anything that could possibly go wrong does so with a vengeance keeps readers suspended on the edge of their seats while the heartwarming emotional bonds among Jesse, Emma, and Master Gideon stretch to their limits, tantalizing readers. Good characterization and that tautly escalating suspense and terror coupled with steaming sensuality will inspire readers to make this a reread and to seek out other installments in The Master Chronicles series.


...Could he afford not to take the open shot? He leveled the crossbow, his finger slippery on the trigger. Everything froze in a surreal mural, but he couldn’t force himself to release the bolt.


One of the men jumped back, but the other was trapped by Gideon’s body. Jesse thought if he could ever smell fear, it would be now. There was no mistaking the alarm in the man’s struggle to get free.

“Look who’s back.” Slowly, Gideon tilted his head in Jesse’s direction, though he didn’t move away from the wall. “Miss me already?”

“Quite a bit, actually. Let him go, and I’ll show you how much.”

“You interrupted my dinner. I’m not inclined to let you do it again.”

“I’m only giving you one more warning, Gideon. I’m more fun than he is, anyway.”

“Oh, a warning.” He looked back down at the man he held captive, his fangs descending. “You think I’ll get a demerit next? Why don’t we test him and see?”

He struck. The man’s scream gargled in his throat.

Jesse didn’t hesitate this time. He flexed his finger on the trigger and the bolt went flying, straight and true. Gideon wasn’t scared of him. But his Gideon knew he was a damned good shot. Especially because his Gideon made sure he trained for hours every week with distance weapons. The bolt buried itself in his back, just below his right shoulder. As soon as it found its mark, Jesse had the second one loaded.

Gideon whirled with a growl, the man slumping to the floor. He didn’t pay any attention as the second slithered past to help his friend, his golden gaze locked on Jesse.

“You’re trying awfully hard to get my attention, boy,” he warned.

Jesse couldn’t help but shiver at the familiar epithet. “Gideon, you have no idea. Do I have it now?”

Reaching over his shoulder, Gideon tore the bolt out of his flesh with a sickening squelch, curling his fingers around it. “Wrong question.”

Jesse could still hear murmuring from downstairs. If he could hear the guests in the library, Gideon could, too. He needed to lure Gideon away from the library and away from the doors. Jesse didn’t think that would be a problem now. If he ran, Gideon would follow.

“What’s the right question?”

Gideon smiled. “It’s not whether or not you have my attention. It’s whether or not you want it.”

The smile was cold enough to make his blood freeze. “Oh, that’s easy. I’ll always want your attention. I thought you would have figured that out by now. Can’t you smell me, Gideon? Can’t you smell yourself on me?”

One foot rested on the lowest riser. His eyes narrowed. “I think I’d remember tasting a sweet morsel like you.”

“I thought so, too.” The layout of the house wasn’t as clear as it could have been in Jesse’s mind. But he knew it well enough to know which direction he would have to run once he reached the top of the stairs. “Another taste might refresh your memory.”

“When I get my fangs in you, it won’t be a taste, boy. You owe me dinner. And dessert.”

“When you get your fangs in me, I might beg you not to stop. But…” Jesse blew out his candle with a puff of breath. “You’ve got to catch me first.”

He scrambled up the stairs and raced toward the east side of the house, toward the service stairs. The creak of a floorboard betrayed Gideon’s presence, assuring him that the vampire was in pursuit.

Jesse didn’t get nearly as far as he hoped he would. At the first turn, hands that were too familiar not to set his heart racing grabbed his shirt and slammed him face-first into the wall. His ears rang. The air vanished from his lungs.

Gideon pressed hard to his back.

“Somebody didn’t run very fast,” he hissed in Jesse’s ear.

“No.” Jesse gasped for breath. He didn’t even bother to struggle. Gideon was far too solid against him. “The darkness slowed me down.”

The bloody bolt Gideon had pulled out of his shoulder suddenly appeared at Jesse’s cheek, the tip drawing lightly over his skin. The path it left behind stung, but not enough to make him flinch.

“Lies don’t become you, boy. You wanted me to catch you. You’re even hungrier for it than the dinner you interrupted.”