Character Interview: Purgatory Reign by LM Preston
Character Name: Peter Saints, 17yrs Old
How old are you?
I’m seventeen years old. My birthday just past, but no gifts made it my way. Guess I ticked off Pastor Finn too much this year, and he figures making me wait for a present will make me admit to the stupidity of my wacked up ways. Not happening.
Describe where you sleep.
Sleep? Man, who sleeps in an orphanage filled with kids who all got the stink of a chip on their shoulder? But if you wanna know where I lay my head, it’ll be a toss up between the hole in the cellar on a raggedy mattress or in the converted pantry closet of the orphanage.
Where do you have a scar or birthmark? Describe circumstances surrounding your scars.
You would ask me about it. The scar – or gift, Hanna told me it was. But she put it there, right on the palm of my hand, as revenge I think – for causing her death. I’m not talking about it anymore, cause it’s something no one’s supposed to know about. Haven’t figured out why yet, but it scared Pastor Finn to death when he saw it.
Do you have an embarrassing habit?
Well, it’s not embarrassing as I kinda do it on purpose. At the orphanage, Pastor Finn makes us speak ‘proper English’ and every once in awhile, I slip into slang. I don’t know if subconsciously, I do it to tick him off, or if it’s a bad habit. But I do know it irritates the heck out of Pastor Finn and usually gets a laugh or two out of the other kids.
What is something you feel guilty about?
Guilt. Now that’s a word I’m not wanting to hear. I got a lot of it, and it all stems from the fact that I’ve caused the death of at least three people I cared about. I don’t know why, but I’m cursed or something. And even with the death of my parents, Hanna’s death, in my heart I know I caused it.
Describe yourself sitting in your favorite spot.
In the cellar. I’m alone there. And me being alone is probably the safest thing for me or anyone around me.
Tell me about your family?
My father was the best dad anyone could ask for. Really he was. Now Pastor Finn ain’t bad either, and he’s all I got now. My mother, she’s an
Island girl, smells like roses and loved me enough to throw herself in front of a killer to save me.
What do you do to have fun?
Dancing is my thing. I love to do it. I sneak out of the orphanage all the time to go to the club, dance and joke around with the girls there. When I’m not doing that, I like to tick off Pastor Finn so him and I can fight it out, then he takes me on the back roads to drive his sports cars. Don’t let that get out about him letting me drive his cars, the other kids at the orphanage don’t know, and if they did, they’d probably start ticking him off as much as I do.
What kind of girl would you fall for?
I like my girl gorgeous with some fight in her. She can’t be a pushover, but she’s got to love me – only me, cause I don’t share. Ever.
What’s the next big thing?
To keep running until I find someone or something I can call - home.
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Something evil this way comes, unfortunately for it, Peter Saints is waiting.
Series: Purgatory Reign, Book 1
Release: ebook (March 2013) Print (May 2013)
Publisher: Phenomenal One Press
Genre: Young Adult, Paranormal Romance, SciFi
Seventeen-year-old Peter Saints' life stinks. But things are about to get much worse. First, his parents are murdered in front of him. Then another victim dies in his arms.
Visions plague Peter with warnings that something wants him for a sinister cause. It desires the one thing that Peter refuses to give - his blood.
On the run with Angel, a scruffy kid, Peter starts to unravel the mystery. It's the one secret the heavens sought to hide from the world. Unfortunately, when Peter finds the answer he hopes that will save the girl he loves, he opens the door to a great evil that happens to be salivating to meet him.
A sickening thump made Peter jerk around. His face crinkled with
fury. The car threw the sparse girl’s body upwards into the air, and sped
off down the street. She bounced several times on the pavement. Peter ran
and knelt beside her. Blood dribbled from her lip. And he felt like gar-
bage, being the cause of her injury.
She smiled at him. “Petah. I…knew you would come.” Her dazed
eyes never left his face. “Take me home, Petah.”
He shook his head and searched around. Surprised the street was now
deserted. Tendrils of guilt filled his chest. Another one…my damn fault.
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