Queen of Lemuria

Lemuria

The following is the first draft chapter from the 2nd book in the Prophecy Trilogy, “The Dark Queen”:

250,000 B.C. (Age of Titans)

“Of this I am certain.  Our race is slowly being diminished by the effects of the planet we call Earth.  Therefore, from this day forward, I forbid all who have been born on Earth to contribute to our society’s population.  The only lawful procreation will be that which originates between the one thousand born of our home planet, Titanus.  Furthermore, all those who are Earth-born will henceforth be referred to as ‘Gods’ and will be recognized as a lesser race among us.  This I proclaim as law in order to preserve, as best I can, the integrity of our genetic breed.  The Titan race was chosen to pioneer new planets because of its superiority.  We cannot jeopardize the mission that was bestowed upon us by infecting Earth with lesser-beings.” – Cronus, King of the Titans

55,000 B.C. (Age of Gods)

Queen Odessa looked out at the volcano laden mountains from the balcony of her palace, admiring the kingdom that she and Hades had built together.  Rivers of lava flowed gently below bridges of obsidian that connected more than a hundred magnificent stone castles.  Perched upon each castle roof was one of Odessa’s dragons, the ‘Guardians of Lemuria’, with dozens more nesting within the mountainside.   The view reminded her of what seemed an impossible dream back when she and Hades had first fallen in love.

All they had ever wanted was to marry one another and start a family.  However, Hades’ father, Cronus, forbid it, believing that those born on Earth were weaker than those born on their home planet.  While Odessa was a member of the Titan race, Hades was a God and therefore deemed ‘unworthy’ by Cronus of fathering a child.  In order to help ensure that his son wouldn’t disobey his laws, Cronus forced himself upon Odessa, claiming that it was her obligation as a Titan woman to carry his child (much to her relief, Odessa later discovered that Cronus failed in his attempt to impregnate her).

Filled with rage from his father’s horrible act, Hades soon convinced his brothers, Zeus and Poseidon, to overthrow their father and free the world from his tyranny.  Each of his brothers had their own agenda: Zeus’ being his desire to procreate freely and Poseidon’s to rule the world; regardless of their individual motivations, their united cause ultimately proved successful.

Upon Cronus’ death, the three brothers swore an oath to one another to share power equally.  Zeus, in his typical overzealous nature, neglected to consult with his brothers and took it upon himself to grant amnesty to the entire Titan race.  Poseidon was outraged, believing the Titans should be punished for having followed Cronus blindly in his beliefs.  Ignoring Zeus’ proclamation, Poseidon immediately ordered the castration of every male Titan.  He claimed his actions were to prevent a re-occurrence of ‘Titan superiority’, but Hades suspected it was due to Poseidon wanting to remove the possibility of a direct Titan descendant ever challenging for power.

Poseidon’s harsh treatment of the Titans led to 150,000 years of turmoil between their two races, resulting in the extinction of every Titan (with the exception of Odessa) and the death of Poseidon’s Goddess wife, Nike.  Upon Nike’s death, Poseidon publicly disowned Hades, claiming his brother had betrayed him and his fellow Gods by choosing an ‘enemy whore’ over his own people.  Though Hades’ was sympathetic to his brother’s loss, he no longer deemed it wise to maintain ties.

Over the last thousand years, the tension between Lemuria and Atlantis had grown.  Hades feared that Poseidon would attack Lemuria in an effort to murder Odessa, thus he continued to build his kingdom’s forces.  Poseidon interpreted Hades’ actions as a challenge for power and grew his own army accordingly.  Though Zeus had long ago given up on the affairs of Earth and retreated to his home in Olympus to drink and womanize, he couldn’t bare the news of a potential war between his brothers.  Zeus decided that a treaty was in order and arranged for a meeting between the three brothers in Atlantis.

Odessa had advised Hades to let Zeus make the trip without him, telling her husband that she feared for his life.  Hades, however, refused to believe that his own brother would ever do him harm.  He insisted that “Zeus was right” and that the only way to ensure that peace remained between the kingdoms was to meet with Poseidon in person.  Hades and Zeus had now been gone for over a week without any news.

Odessa stood in silence, still taking in the scenery while her advisors shared their theories on what might have happened to their King.  She was growing weary of some of the more sinister plots that were being imagined when suddenly, the doors to the advisory chamber burst open.  Four Lemurian guards proceeded to file into the room, two of them holding what appeared to be an Atlantian dressed in a bright blue cloak that covered nearly everything but his forearms.

“Your Majesty!” called out the lead guard, a handsome young Lemurian with thick black hair and dark, storm cloud-gray skin.  His rank as a lead guard was made apparent by the single ruby implanted just above the chest plate of his armor.

Odessa looked up from her self-induced trance to see what the chaotic scene was about.  “Zeiruit,” she responded upon recognizing him, “tell me the meaning of this interruption.”  Odessa knew the young guard to be the son of Captain Myko, the head of security for all of Lemuria.

“My Queen, this Atlantian was found leaving a box at the entrance of your palace gates.  Our guards apprehended him before he could escape.”

Another of the Lemurian guards took his cue and moved toward Odessa, holding a small ivory box that measured only slightly larger than the guard’s hand.  He opened the box to reveal that it was empty.

“What was in the box?”  Odessa’s gaze moved from the empty box back to Zeirut.

“Nothing, your Majesty.  We searched both the Atlantian and the area around where he left the object, but we weren’t able to find anything.”

Odessa turned her attention to the Atlantian.  He was staring at the floor, his wrists bound with titanium shackles.  One of the guards holding him pulled back the hood on his bright blue cloak so that the Queen could see the Atlantian’s face.  He had long white hair and blue tattoos of the trident, the symbol of Atlantis, on each of his cheeks.

“What is your name, Atlantian?”  Odessa’s voice rang smoothly through the chamber as her twelve advisors, each clothed in a dark crimson robe, remained seated nervously around the large obsidian table in the middle of the room.

“My name is Lin, Queen Odessa.”

“Welcome to Lemuria, Lin of Atlantis.  I see you are a member of Poseidon’s Royal Guard,” Odessa reached out and softly touched the tattoos on Lin’s face. His skin tone was so light that it almost appeared translucent.  “Tell me,” she tipped her head slightly to try and make eye contact while he continued to stare toward the chamber floor, “why have you risked imprisonment on this day to bring an empty box to the doorsteps of my palace?

“My humble apologies,” he responded.  Lin raised his head so that his bright blue eyes stared directly into Odessa’s. “King Poseidon ordered me to bring the box to the palace of the great King Hades and his Queen, Odessa.”

“Yes, I realize you are no doubt following the orders of your Lord, but why an empty box?  Do you bring me news from King Hades?”

Lin maintained eye contact with the Queen, but remained speechless as his eyes glossed over in an apparent daze.  Odessa’s eyebrows furrowed as she grew impatient waiting for a response.

“Our Queen asked you a question!” Zeirut took a step toward Lin, his skin turning crimson, as he struck the Atlantian across the face with the back of his hand.

“Forgive me,” Lin replied, the right side of his mouth turning upward into an insincere smile.  “Your Queen’s presence has left me speechless.  I have heard rumors of her intoxicating beauty, but now I am able to see for myself what a marvel she is to behold…no doubt the result of her Titan bloodline.”

Queen Odessa could smell the insult hidden within Lin’s tainted words.  It was no secret that Poseidon had passed his hatred of her and the Titan race on to his followers in Atlantis.

“Enough with your paralyzed tongue!”  Odessa’s temper began to rise. “Why did you come to Lemuria?  Surely you did not believe that your presence would go unnoticed?”

“No, I surely didn’t,” he snarled back.  Lin threw off his cloak to reveal a pair of wings made of a shiny metallic material.  The guards stepped back, as did the Queen.

“What kind of wings are those?” Zeirut questioned as he and the other guards quickly drew their weapons.

“None, I’m sure, that you’ve ever seen before.” Lin used the edge of one of his wings to cut the chain in between the shackles on his hands.  The Lemurian guards responded by attacking him.

“You see, your Majesty” Lin continued talking as he engaged the Lemurians in battle, “my mission it to return that box to my Lord with your pretty little heart in it!”

Lin began spinning himself like a tornado, his wings becoming swift blades that proceeded to decapitate two of the Lemurian soldiers and injure a third.  Zeirut, the only soldier who wasn’t harmed during Lin’s attack, immediately placed himself between the Atlantian and his Queen.

“Security!” Zeirut shouted, hoping that the guards standing in the hallway outside of the chamber room would rush in to assist.

Lin picked up a spear off the reddish stone floor and rammed it into the mid-section of the injured Lemurian guard.  He then flung it through the air to smash the security keypad.  The thick stone door to the chamber closed, leaving the guards outside helpless to come to the Queen’s aide.

“You’re security won’t get here in time,” Lin grinned as he removed a short sword from one of the dead guards and attacked Zeirut.  It didn’t take long for him to defeat the noble guardsman.

Odessa’s advisors moved in front of their Queen to protect her, but their bravery proved of little consequence.  Lin quickly sent their souls to the underworld, their blood now staining the floor an even darker shade of crimson.

“So, Queen of Demons,” he smirked as he stepped toward Odessa. “It appears that I will have the honor of dispatching the last living Titan on Earth.”

Odessa could hear the pounding on the other side of the chamber door as her guards tried to break it down.  She glanced over to the balcony, but the blast doors had been triggered due to the smashing of the security keypad.

“Those doors won’t hold for long, Atlantian.” Odessa slowly stepped backward. “We have dragons, you know.”

“I don’t need long.” Lin retorted.

“You will not find me as defenseless as you might believe.” Odessa removed her long black robe to reveal a Lemurian saber attached to her belt.  It was the only piece of clothing on her otherwise naked, olive-toned body.

“I see you are more prepared than your husband was.” Lin’s eyes filled with malevolence as he shifted his sword back and forth between his hands.

“What do you know of Hades?” She growled, her right hand gripping her saber.

“I know only of your husband and his fool brother Zeus’ rotting carcasses being pitched over the Falls of Nike.  Don’t worry though; their heads still remain in Atlantis…on spears in front of the great gates of Poseidon’s castle.”

Odessa’s heart broke at the word that her husband had fallen, yet she refused to allow herself to die at the hands of an Atlantian.  She leapt through the air at the exact same time as Lin lunged toward her, their weapons clashing in a meeting of metal.

Lin rallied blow upon blow at the Queen, yet her resilience with her own weapon left the would-be-assassin unsuccessful.  The temperature of the room now grew warmer as small flickers of fire began sneaking their way through the cracks of the chamber door.  The Lemurian guards were no doubt using one of the Queen’s dragons to break through.

“You have skills in battle, Queen Odessa, but even if I am unable to kill you on this day, your kingdom will fall!”  Lin became more aggressive with his attacks, but to no avail.  Odessa continued to counter his strikes until the chamber room door finally exploded from the heat of the dragon’s flame.

Lin turned his back toward the opening, using his metal wings to shield him against the flurry of arrows now being unleashed by the Lemurian guards.  He watched Odessa quickly moving away from him and knew that his time had run out.

“Atlantis will be victorious on this day!” he cried out as he lunged toward Odessa in one final attempt to slay the Queen.

Before Lin could reach her, several Lemurian guards grabbed him, removing the sword from his hands and cutting the wings from his body.  The guards continued pummeling Lin with their fists until Odessa was certain he had been disabled.

“Enough,” she said, her jade eyes filled with fury.  Odessa took a few steps and stood over Lin who lay sprawled out on the floor. “Tell me, why did Poseidon have Hades and Zeus murdered?”

“Because they were weak,” Lin answered, his blue-tinted blood oozing from his mouth. “Atlantis is the only kingdom worthy of power on this planet…and Poseidon must be the only King left standing!”

The palace floors suddenly began shaking and several loud “booms” could be heard beyond the blast doors.

“Open those doors!” Odessa commanded.

One of the Lemurian guards quickly removed the damaged security keypad and began tying off the mangled wires.  After a few moments he was successful in opening the blast doors, revealing the war that had now begun.

“The army of Poseidon is at your doorstep!” Lin began laughing maniacally until one of the guards knocked him out with the blunt side of a sword.

Odessa stepped on to the balcony and watched as her dragon riders headed out to meet their Atlantian foes.  The winged soldiers of Atlantis, though much smaller than the dragons, outnumbered her army one hundred to one.  In addition, many of the Atlantian soldiers rode on the backs of armored Pegasus.

Tears formed in Odessa’s eyes as she witnessed the war unfolding that her husband and Zeus had tried so hard to avoid.

“It has begun,” she whispered to herself.

Learn more about the Trilogy Prophecy by checking out Book I: “Hallows End” (A Sarah Chase Novel)

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Hallows End Casting Call: Part I

Hallows End Casting Call Part I

“Hallows End” is the first book in the Prophecy Trilogy as well as the debut novel for Sarah Chase. Since I wrote the book while visualizing certain actors and actresses in the roles of my main characters, I thought it would be fun to share those.  If you’ve already read Hallows End, please comment below as to whom you pictured in the various roles.  AND, if you haven’t read Hallows End yet…it’s available right now in the Kindle Book Store for only $2.99! 😉

Olivia WildeSarah Chase

Actress: Olivia Wilde (TRON: Legacy, Cowboys & Aliens)

A sexy vigilante police detective who goes from hunting immortal beings to saving the world alongside them.  I honestly can’t think of anyone who could fill the role of Sarah Chase better than Olivia Wilde.  I’ve been a fan of hers since she was on the TV Series House M.D. and I believe it’s time that she headline a movie.

Max Von SydowDr. Albert Nemitz

Actor: Max Von Sydow (The Exorcist, Needful Things)

When I first started creating the character of Dr. Albert Nemitz, it was Max Von Sydow who immediately came to mind.  His role as ‘The Tracker’ in “What Dreams May Come” exudes the same kind of wisdom and heroism that Dr. Nemitz exhibits as the founder of Hallows End and protector of the immortal races.

Lana ParrillaElise

Actress: Lana Parrilla (Once Upon a Time)

I only made it through the first season of “Once Upon a Time”, but if it weren’t for Lana Parilla I might not have even bothered to watch past episode one.  She makes being evil look sexy and deserves to play a character like Elise on the big screen where she’d be allowed to explore her full acting range under the freedom of an ‘R’ rating.

Gerard ButlerLord Artair

Actor: Gerard Butler (300, Olympus has Fallen) 

Who else but Gerard Butler could I possibly hope for to portray Lord Artair?  Butler is one of my favorite actors in Hollywood and the fact that he’s Scottish had a huge impact on not only how I wrote the character of Lord Artair, but also as to where the original story of the prophecy took place (Scotland).

AnnaSophia Robb

Sadeana

Actress: AnnaSophia Robb (Bridge to Terabithia, Soul Surfer)

Sadeana calls for the perfect balance of innocence, toughness and an almost ‘esoteric’ presence on screen.  After watching AnnaSophia Robb carry the movie “Soul Surfer”, I was sold this young lady had what it took to be the ‘Child of Prophecy’.  Plus, those blue eyes…she’s got to have the genetic make-up of Atlantis within her, right?

Aisha TylerDiana

Actress: Aisha Tyler (Ghost Whisperer, Archer)

In order to fill the role of Diana, the Sheriff of Hallows End, you need both a mentally and physically powerful woman.   Aisha Tyler fits the mold perfectly as she stands at 6′ with an impressive physique and resume that includes numerous television roles, a role as Mother Nature in the Santa Clause sequels & co-hosting The Talk.

Stephen Root

Stanley

Actor: Stephen Root (Office Space, King of the Hill)

Stephen Root is perhaps one of the most diverse talents in Hollywood, having over 180 acting credits to his name since 1988.  It wasn’t until he showed up in True Blood, however, that he caught my attention and inspired the story of “Stanley” (which was actually a short story before I wrote Stanley’s character into Hallows End).

Audrey Kitching

Tremissa

Actress: Audrey Kitching (Fashion Blogger & Model)

I know…this casting choice is ‘way’ out there.  I have no idea if Audrey Kitching can actually act, but she’s certainly no stranger to the camera and her look is ‘spot on’ for how I pictured Tremissa.  Even her facial expression here captures the mischievous & suggestive nature of the “Candy Shoppe” boutique owner.

Sarah Chase Origins: The Nosferatu Murders

Sarah Chase Origins: The Nosferatu Murders

The following is the ‘Origins’ story of Sarah Chase, the lead character in the “Prophecy Trilogy”.  These events take place about a year-and-a-half before the first book in the series, Hallows End.

Detective Sarah Chase watched in her rear view mirror as the pick-up made its way down the gravel driveway toward an old farmhouse.  She had been following it for nearly three miles along the rural country roads that fell just outside of her precinct’s border.  The vehicle belonged to a couple of young men whom Sarah suspected might be part of the “Nosferatu” murders (as named by the press) that had been plaguing the city of Portland for the last several months.

The first murder had taken place at summer’s end of the previous year.  A female student from the local university was found hanging naked in a tree with the blood almost completely drained from her body.  The killers had attempted to make it appear as though the young woman was the victim of a vampire attack, evidenced by two small puncture wounds in her neck.  Since the initial killing, five more women from the university had all been murdered in the same way, each one occurring when the moon was at its fullest.

Sarah waited until she was well out of sight before parking her Camaro on the side of the road, a half-mile past where the pick-up had turned off.  She took a deep breath and turned off the engine, knowing what she was about to do could seriously jeopardize her career.  Chief Reynolds had denied her request to be assigned the case, making the actions she was now taking a dangerous turn back to the vigilante lifestyle she had tried to leave behind.

It had been almost fifteen years since Sarah was nearly raped and murdered in the front of her apartment building in Eastern Los Angeles.  Following a couple of days stay in the hospital, she soon began training at a local mixed martial arts dojo, determined to never be someone’s victim again.  Sarah spent most of her twenties hiding in the shadows, taking vengeance upon men who attacked innocent women.  Though she was 33 years old now and a respected police detective, there was still a calloused place in Sarah’s heart that called for justice, regardless of what the law permitted.

The grass crunched under her feet as she squeezed through a barbed wire fence and made her way across the frozen field that surrounded the farmhouse.  The low-hanging fog provided just enough cover that it was unlikely anyone would see her.  She promptly spotted the pick-up and three other cars parked in front of a faded gray wood barn, located about 50 feet from the farmhouse.

Sarah crouched down, her heartbeat picking up speed over the realization that she was greatly outnumbered.  To make matters worse, the sun was starting its descent toward the western horizon, causing the already cold air to tighten its wintery grasp around her body.  As she got closer to the barn Sarah recognized one of the cars, a steel gray Cadillac with a slight dent in its rear bumper.  It belonged to Bishop Morgan.

Earlier in the week, Sarah had visited Bishop Morgan’s church, the Brothers of Night, in order to question him about his church’s recruitment activities on the university grounds.  The church was under investigation for providing unlawful incentives to its all-male constituency, including prostitution services and narcotics.  During Sarah’s visit, the Bishop had been extremely uncooperative, citing “religious freedom” and threatening legal recourse if she tried to search the premises.

Unable to secure a search warrant, Sarah instead took it upon herself to follow Bishop Morgan and a few of the other members of his church around town.  She soon discovered that nearly all of the ‘Brothers’ were students at the university.  Sarah also learned that two of its members, the same men she had been following in the pickup, had been identified as close friends of Angelica Ruiz, the third victim in the Nosferatu case.

Sarah heard voices coming from inside the barn as she made her way over to the dilapidated structure.  She swiftly ducked under a broken window and peered through a crack in the warped planks.   One of her suspects, a tall blonde guy with a severe scar on his right cheek was talking to Bishop Morgan.

“Everything is set for tonight, Master.”

“As it should be,” the Bishop replied back, the arrogant tone in his voice grating on Sarah’s eardrums.  Bishop Morgan was a short man, with silver hair that barely covered half his head and a permanent scowl that accentuated his harsh demeanor.  “The moon’s cycles must be observed,” he stated coldly.

Sarah looked around as best she could, counting five men total, her two suspects, Bishop Morgan and another pair of young men who were carrying a coffin into the middle of the room.

“Open it,” Bishop Morgan ordered impatiently.  The lid of the coffin was lifted off to reveal a young woman tied up and struggling.  Sarah couldn’t actually see the woman from her vantage point, but she could hear the muffled cries coming from the wood casket.  There was no doubt in her mind that Bishop Morgan and the Brothers of Night were indeed the ones behind the Nosferatu murders.

‘Scarface’, as Sarah nicknamed in her head, walked over to the coffin and proceeded to inject the girl with a needle full of clear liquid. “That should keep her calm until tonight, Your Excellency.”

“Good.” Bishop Morgan appeared to be quite anxious as he had already taken his black gloves on and off twice in the short time Sarah had been watching.

“I must return to your fellow brothers to make the rest of our preparations.  Scott and Michael will stay with the girl to ensure she stays quiet while you two watch the perimeter.  Call me immediately if you see anyone.” As soon as the Bishop had issued his orders he began marching hurriedly toward the double doors at the front of the barn.

Sarah’s breaths quickened.  She drew her gun and hid behind a couple of rotting hay bales.  Since it appeared that the girl was safe for the moment, she pulled out her cell phone to text for back-up.  Sarah was only half way through her text when she heard footsteps approaching.  She tried to hurry, but before Sarah could hit ‘send’, a pale hand reached over the bales of hay, grabbed her left arm and launched her several feet into the air.

“Detective Chase,” Bishop Morgan snarled as Sarah landed on her tailbone, the cell phone flying from her hand and out of reach. “I thought I recognized your cheap perfume.”

Before Sarah could say a word, the Bishop lunged toward her; his hallow eyes filled with uncanny rage.  She took aim at his chest and fired, but the Bishop moved so fast that she missed his heart, hitting him in his left shoulder instead.  The impact hurled the Bishop back several feet, leaving him sprawled out on the ground, his black robe smeared with dirt and ice.

“Stay down or I’ll shoot you again you son-of-a-bitch!”  Sarah rose to her feet and pulled out a set of handcuffs from the back of her jeans pocket.

“Ha,” the bishop said mockingly as he slowly twisted his body to get up. “Feel free to continue shooting at me, Detective, but eventually you’ll run out of your precious bullets.” He turned toward her with an evil smile, exposing two elongated canine teeth.

“I said stay down!” Sarah yelled, her mind discounting the Bishop’s appearance as nothing more than a psychopath’s attempt to fool others into thinking he was a vampire.  Bishop Morgan stood up defiantly, forcing her to fire another round.  The bullet missed his temple by only a few inches as he soared through the air and grabbed Sarah by her throat.

“Stupid girl!” he growled, slamming her body up against the barn.  With the gun still held firmly in her hand, Sarah tried to point the chamber at him, but the Bishop anticipated her move.  He immediately grabbed the gun with his free hand, breaking two of Sarah’s fingers in the process.

“I think the time has come, Detective Chase,” the Bishop cast aside Sarah’s gun and squeezed her throat even harder as he spoke, “for you to know the truth about me.”  Just as he was about to sink his fangs into her neck, Sarah dropped the handcuffs and reached behind the small of her back with her good hand.  This time Bishop Morgan was caught off guard as she pulled out her spare gun and fired a bullet straight through his right eye.

The Bishop fell back screaming as he held both hands over his bloody eye socket.  Sarah regained her footing and, without hesitation, fired another round into the Bishop’s skull.  His body collapsed in a heap upon the dirt and gravel.

“Mother fucker!” Sarah gasped as she tried to recover from being nearly choked to death.  She knew the ‘Brothers’ would have heard the gun shots, so she quickly positioned herself right next to the Bishop’s body with her gun aimed at the front of the barn.  Sarah looked around to see if she could spot her other gun or her cell phone, but dusk had arrived and her vision was limited.

“Master!” She heard one of the men cry out.  Her attention returned to the barn as she watched all four of the Bishop’s minions filter out of the barn and come running toward her.

“Back off!” Sarah commanded.  All of them paused, though she could tell they fully intended to rush her. “I’ll shoot anyone who takes another step.” Sarah was ferociously working out a plan for her next move when suddenly the Bishop’s body began to stir.

“What the hell?” Sarah looked down and saw the hole in the back of the Bishop’s head slowly starting to heal.  She didn’t believe in vampires or anything of the sort, but there wasn’t any time to consider alternatives.  Instead, her instincts took over as she fired all but two rounds into the Bishop’s head, leaving nothing left to regenerate.

The Bishop’s followers briefly looked at one another and charged.  Sarah recognized the dangerous situation she was in and decided she couldn’t afford to show mercy.  She immediately fired her last two rounds, hitting one of the men in the chest and another in his abdomen.  She then braced for impact as the other two men jumped on her, slamming her to the ground.

Adrenaline rushed through Sarah’s body as she struck one of her assailants with a hard knee to the groin.  Her other attacker, ‘Scarface’, attempted to stab her with a knife which she quickly re-directed into his partner’s calf.  She then thrust her elbow into Scarface, shattering his nose.  He dropped to his knees right away, giving Sarah the perfect opportunity to swing her legs around his neck and snap it.

Sarah picked herself up off the ground and shifted her attention to the man with the knife in his calf.  He was doing his best to run away on one leg, but had only made it a few feet when she caught up to him.  A look of terror came upon his face as Sarah ripped the weapon out of his leg and plunged it into his heart, killing him instantly.

With her chest beating furiously, Sarah paused for a moment to catch her breath.  The sounds of violence that had filled the air gave way to a faint moaning that was coming from one of the men Sarah had shot.  She walked over to examine the bodies and found that while the man who’d been hit in the heart was already dead, the one who’d received a bullet to the belly was still breathing.

Sarah knelt down in front of the young man and stared into his eyes.  He was barely 18 years old, with wavy brown hair and a look of innocence that she seldom saw on the faces of the men she had killed.  He softly pleaded for help, but Sarah knew she couldn’t afford to have any witnesses.  Though her fury hadn’t entirely disappeared, she did manage to soften her eyes as she leaned over him and suffocated the young man with his own sweatshirt.

After taking a few steps toward the barn, Sarah stopped to look back at the Bishop’s mutilated corpse.  His head hadn’t grown back nor had his body turned to ash or done any of the other ridiculous things Sarah had seen portrayed in the movies.  Instead it just lay there like every other dead body surrounding her.

Her mind raced as she considered how to cover up the mess.  No one would understand why Sarah had fired so many rounds into the Bishop’s skull.  And while self-defense could justify her having killed the Bishop’s four minions, she still lacked a valid explanation as to what she was doing there in the first place.

Sarah entered the barn and opened the casket in which the young woman had been trapped.  She was completely unconscious, though luckily, still breathing.  Sarah carried her out of the barn and into the abandoned farmhouse.  There were no furnishings in the house, so the best Sarah could do was lay the woman gently upon the stained hardwood floor in the entryway.

Having collected every bullet she had fired, along with the items she had lost during the fight, Sarah dragged all five of the dead bodies into the barn and set it on fire.  After she felt confident that the fire had burned away any incriminating evidence that could possibly point to her, Sarah used a cell phone she found in one of the deceased men’s pockets to call 911.  Taking extreme care to cover all of her tracks, Sarah made her way back to her car and waited until she could hear sirens before driving off.

About half way home, the reality of what Sarah had just done began to sink in.  Tears formed behind her eyes, but not a single drop rolled down her face.  She felt both frustration and guilt, but neither of those emotions was anything new to her.  What had her truly rattled, however, was the question that continued to circulate in her mind.  Did she really believe she had just killed a vampire?

“Hallows End”, Sarah Chase’s debut novel and the first book of the “Prophecy Trilogy” is available on Amazon and Amazon Kindle.  Please click here for more details.

“Hallows End” now available on Amazon Kindle!

Hallows End - A Sarah Chase Novel

In the mysterious town of Hallows End, a vigilante police detective, Sarah Chase, finds herself immersed in a world where myth and legend are reality.  As Sarah discovers the secrets of the town and its residents, she also learns of her family’s ties to an ancient prophecy that could soon determine the fate of all humans and “immortals”.  A suspenseful thrill-ride that builds toward a shocking climax, the first book of the “Prophecy Trilogy” will leave the reader eagerly anticipating Sarah Chase’s next adventure.

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“Hallows End”: First Look with Author Leo Craven

Sarah Chase in Hallows End

With “Hallows End” slated for release on Friday the 13th this December, I wanted to take a few minutes and give some background as to what my new book is all about.

What kind of book is “Hallows End”?

It’s an Action-Adventure / Fantasy based in modern day about a vigilante police detective, Sarah Chase, who finds herself thrown into a world where myth and legend become her reality.  Sarah has spent the past couple of years hunting vampires and werewolves, which one night, leads her to the mysterious town of Hallows End.

Is this just another book about vampires & werewolves?

Where “Hallows End” differentiates itself from much of today’s popular literary themes is the broad inclusion of many supernatural and mythological elements (not just vampires and werewolves).  I’ve also tried to employ a more ‘adult’ writing style in hopes of catering not only to the more mature reader, but also to the readers of “Twilight” and other popular YA fanfare that are ready for material that’s a little more ‘grown up’.

So, is there sex and violence in “Hallows End”?

To a degree; those that are familiar with some of my past work know that I like to dabble in the horror genre and that I have, on occasion, crossed into the world of ‘taboo’.  While “Hallows End” definitely has some edgier moments, the amount of ‘adult content’ is still limited; in movie terms, I’d say it walks the line of “PG-13” and “R”.

Is this a ‘stand-alone’ book or part of a series?

“Hallows End” is part one of a trilogy that will revolve around our heroine, Sarah Chase.  While the first book primarily takes place in Hallows End, the remaining two books will follow Sarah into the heart of an ancient struggle between humans and ‘immortals’, the outcome of which will determine the fate of the world.

Who is the inspiration for Sarah Chase?

Jane Fonda’s character in “Barbarella” and Linda Carter’s “Wonder Woman” were my first inspirations to write a female heroine.  However, I’d say Kate Beckinsale’s character, Selene in the “Underworld” franchise was the catalyst to my creating Sarah Chase.  Having a heroine who was confident in her sexuality was a must in the style of book I wanted to write, but even more importantly, I needed a character that was tough enough to carry the fate of the world on her shoulders.

What is the #1 reason someone should read your book?

My intent with the Sarah Chase series is to entertain you while also introducing an entirely new version of the world that offers an alternate take on some of our greatest legends.  I’ll be the first to admit that I am not a traditional writer; instead, I prefer to think of myself as a ‘story teller’.  Everything I write plays out like a movie in my mind before I place a single word on paper.

How can I buy the book?

“Hallows End” will be initially released in e-book format on the Amazon Kindle, and will also be available by print-on-demand through Amazon.  Early next year there will be a limited print run, with each book numbered individually and signed, but distribution of those is still to be determined.

“Hallows End” Scheduled for Release on Friday the 13th this December!

Sarah Chase

I’m excited to announce that after a year’s worth of research, posting chapter drafts on my website and several re-writes, I will be releasing my first book “Hallows End” on December 13, 2013.  The initial release will be in e-book format, available exclusively through Amazon.

This first book follows police detective and vigilante ‘slayer’ Sarah Chase as she discovers the secrets of Hallows End, a small town filled with vampires, werewolves, goddesses and other legendary & mythical creatures.  “Hallows End” is the first book of the Sarah Chase trilogy, as well as the foundation for another series of books I have planned that will revolve around the town of Hallows End itself.

If you haven’t visited my website yet, please check it out at www.leocraven.com.