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Sorry that I have been away for so long. I have worked on a few side projects and my time has been limited. My third novel, Alexander is coming along nicely. I am almost halfway through the first draft and feel very excited about my progress. I decided it was best to just work on this novel instead of working on two different ones like I was before.

My Facebook fan page is steadily growing and that’s really exciting and a little scary. I am so happy to have all my followers, but there is a small part of me that feels it’s weird that they would want to follow me, and it’s also pretty cool they do. If you would like to join my fan page, go to http://www.facebook.com/DarkEmpyrean and like my page. I post pictures, have contests, talk about books, writing, gaming, Cosplaying, comic books etc…

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Update on Alexander Novel

My Alexander novel is flowing. I just wished I had more time to work on it. I plan on having the manuscript done by end of summer and then move on to the editing part. I am trying my hardest not to work on my other writing projects, but it’s hard to keep ideas from invading my head. So on that note, I push on.

I hope all my other fellow writers are having success in breathing life into their ideas like I have. I will put a sample chapter up soon to see how it looks out in the world.

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Still Writing Away

I really hope to have my manuscript done by the end of summer. I am really enjoying writing something different than The Darkstone Chronicles. I really needed a break from characters.

Besides my main book, Alexander, I am working on another called Temptress. It’s about a group of government female bounty hunters (takes place in the near future). Pretty excited to dive into that story.

How many of you are working on your own manuscripts? What’s your ideas for getting published?
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Alexander (Last name coming soon)

Here’s a small tease from the novel I am currently writing.  It’s about a family that was blessed by God and sent into the world to battle evil.  I currently having trouble picking a

last name for the main family.  Nothing I have picked so far has pleased me.  You may see a last name of the main character in this teaser, but it is not set in stone.  Enjoy.

 

 

Alexander entered his mother’s dimly lit room encased in a smell of lilac and vanilla.  Shadows dance around on the ceiling and walls occasionally touching down on the floor.  He sees his mother with her legs folded underneath her sitting in her favorite purple, velvet chair.  The chair being so big made his mother look as if she was a child almost engulfed by the upholstery.

She didn’t acknowledge Alexander’s presence and went about humming to herself, slowly cutting large locks of hair off.  Her mind began slipping many years ago.  The doctors couldn’t diagnose her illness and her symptoms persisted until one day she couldn’t hold on to reality any longer.  She doesn’t pose a threat to others, but sometimes she would babble on about various apocalypses, and has been known to speak in a wide variety of tongues.

She suddenly stopped cutting her hair and stared at the dark wall as if she was in a gaze.

“I know my son has come to visit with me.  I’m not blind.”  She pointed in the direction of the wall, but no one was there.  “Now, go away so I can talk to my child.”  His mother turned and stared at Alexander who showed no surprise by his mother’s actions.

“Who were you talking to mother?”  He calmly asked her.

“It was nobody important.  Someone that has been very bothersome to me lately.”  She smiled brightly.

“How are you feeling?”  Alexander walked over and sat down in the chair across from her.

“Nothing is wrong.  My friends tell me I’m all right.”  She began to get a distance look in her eye.

“What friends, mother?”  Alexander asked.

“That’s not what I want to talk about.  There’s something you should know.”  She started to become very excited as if the news would burst from her mouth.

“I have something to talk to you about also mother.”   Alexander crossed his legs putting his hands over one another resting them on his knee.

“You would like to know about The Coming?”  She gently brushed the strands of hair from her lap onto the floor.

“My friends tell me that they are already here.  They are coming for our family.”  She started humming to herself.  “Remember I used to hum this song to you every night before you went to bed?”  Alexander smiled at his mother.

“How do your friends know all these things mother?”

“My friends know all.  They are not of flesh and bone like you and I.  They go where they please and they know many important things.”  She stared down at her scissors as if she was lost in thought for a moment.

“What else has your friends spoken to you about mother?”  Alexander leaned over gently taking the scissors away from his distracted mother.

“They are also here to wipe out the family called Dresdian.”  Her eyes began to sparkle as if she became very interested in her own words.

“Dresdian.  Why would they want to kill off a demon family that lives amongst mortals posing as aristocrats?”

“I don’t know why.  It’s just what my friends have told me.  Are you dating again?  Have you gotten her out of your mind?”  She gave a sly smile and a small snicker.

“I did not come and visit you to talk about my social life.  Nor do I wish to speak of her.”  Alexander’s voice became very stern, but his mother could hear a little hurt lingering also.

“I don’t mean to upset you my sweet boy.  But what you seek is from the person you do not wish to see.  Now you must leave me.  I am very tired and I wish to rest.”  Alexander’s mother rose and gently kissed him on his forehead.  She stumbled over to her bed and laid down, letting out a long relaxed sigh.  “One more thing my sweet boy.  It might not be wise to talk to your grandfather about what you will do.  He won’t understand.”  She quickly fell asleep leaving Alexander to the silence of the room

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Alexander (A glimpse unedited)

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“Our light will shine eternally”

 

This is my next project. Enjoy!

In ancient times a clan of brave warriors were called upon to rid the world of evil in the name of God. Their brutal slayings brought fear amongst the dark creatures that walked the earth and among anyone that happened to cross their path.

Stories of the clan rang through every part of the world and penetrated the heavens themselves. But the five leaders of Solson, a secret organization that oversees the war between the light and dark armies, became very uncomfortable with how much control the clan was gaining with the major powers of the world. Their paranoia started a series of assassinations against the loyal clan, which started an internal war between the clan, their admirers and the Solson might.

The war went on for centuries, with loses on both sides. Then one day a truce was called and The Konstantine clan and the leaders of Solson came to a neutral place to discuss a treaty. A treaty was signed and The Konstantine clan, being eternal servants to the powers of light and the almighty God, sided back with Solson under the condition that the clan would be rewarded for their sacrifices. Little did they know they would get more then they hoped for. Over the centuries the clan became very rich and powerful and used the name Konstantine as their title, also adopting a family creed, “Our light will shine eternally”.

 

Now in this present day Konstantine, a well-established family with roots dating back to beginning of most civilizations, is run by the head of the family whom is simply known as Grandfather. The old but spunky white haired grandmother known as Nana took care of any social situation that would arise for the family. She is a well-respected woman in high society, and has had frequent visits by the most powerful men and women of the world for various matters. The ages of Grandfather and Nana are only known by the family, but it has been rumored that they have lived for centuries. It is also believed that the family members are no longer human thanks to the rewards that were given to them for their sacrifices. This is their story.

 

Grandfather stood in his study sipping on aged brandy looking up at a painting hanging over the fireplace. He looked down at fire roaring below, feeling the heat roll over his body. He took another sip and gave way to a crooked smile.

“Alexander. My lovely Alexander. What news do you have for me?” Grandfather continued to look down at fire dancing back and forth.

“Grandfather, news from Lourne and Chase…”

“No need for code names in this house. We are all family here.” Grandfather turned around and faced Alexander.

“But of course grandfather. I apologize. Xavier and Anastasia have returned from their mission. It was a success but there were a few problems they came across.” Alexander walked over and sat down to where Grandfather gestured.

“What kind of problems?” Grandfather sat down in the chair across from Alexander dangling a now empty brandy glass in his hand.

“The nest had the usual demons and night creatures, but there was something else there. Something that didn’t belong.” Alexander shifted his blue eyes to the fire then back to Grandfather.

“Calm yourself Alex. Tell me what you came to tell me.”

“They reported that when they arrived the demons were in a battle with something else. Something they have never seen.” Alex adjusted the platinum diamond on his left ring finger.

“They said it was very quick and attacked them as soon as they were spotted.”

“Xavier and Anastasia have never been spotted before on recon. They are trained in concealment. What went wrong?” The tone in Grandfathers voice rose as he spoke.

“Well grandfather, we have no idea why. But they did bring back its corpse for study. There is no doubt that we will have some results very soon after testing.”

“If that is all, I wish to be alone with my thoughts.” Grandfather looked back at roaring fire and closed his eyes to think.

Alexander walked into the well lit examining room where the remains of the creature was taken. The Konstantine examiners are known as The Five, but Alexander delightfully called them The Thorough Five. The Five are a group of scientist that defected from the dark hell region known as Dragon’s Peak. No one really knows why they defected but they have proven to be very valuable over the centuries.

 

“Alexander. Good to see you again.” The pale scientist ran his thumb down the blades of surgical saw and smiled. His name is Boris Kostanov. Well, only to the men of the world. His demon name was to hard for most to say.

 

“Greetings Boris. Do you have some information for me?” Alexander smiled at the demon that stood before him, most human looking with the official mad scientist white lab jacket, black gloves, and black boots. And to top everything off, Boris wore the retro black goggles big enough for Alexander to see his reflection in them without even trying to.

“Yes. Yes. I have some information for you.” Boris laid down the saw and leaned over the creatures head. “Come, Come. Look what I have discovered.” Boris inserted two fingers to spread apart a slit in the creatures throat. “Listen.”

Alexander leaned in close and listened.

“How is this possible?” Alexander asked.

“The evil that creature has spoken is an ancient evil. One that we might not be able to stop.” Alexander could hear a hint of fear in his voice. Looking around, he noticed that the rest of The Five staring at him. He looked down at his watch then back at Boris.

“Inform me of anymore information you come across. I must go.” Alexander brushed his black hair from his eyes and turned and walked out. Boris leaned in and inserted his fingers again to listen.

“We are coming. Hail to The Coming. We are coming.” The whisper faded.

 

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Alexander kneeled by his grandmother Nana’s bed holding her boney, cold hand. She had been sick for quite some time with her condition getting neither worst or better. Doctors told the family that her sickness was no longer physical, but the problem laid deep within her mind. She had no desire to get better. She had no desire to get any worst. The only enjoyment that was brought to her nowadays is the frequent visits from her favorite grandchild.

“How are you doing today Grandmother?” Alexander gave the smile his grandmother loved.

“A lot better since you came to visit this old woman.” She cracked a smile.

“I wanted to see you before I left, and ask you a few questions. Do you feel up to it?” He gentlly stroked her hand.

“I always have time for my Alex.” Nana patted her bedspread and gestured for Alexander to sit next to her. “What would you like to ask me?” Nana lovely asked.

“A creature’s body was brought back from a mission for examination. I have never came across such a creature in my time as a warrior.” Alexander paused. “They called themselves The Coming. I think their just some tribe of demon trying to destroy the world like all the others.” Nana stared in silence and then cleared her throat.

“The Coming. I thought I would never hear that name again.”

“So you know who they are Grandmother?” Alexander asked.

“Yes. I know of them. They nearly killed your grandfather and wiped out our entire family.” Nana gestured for her servant who sat in the corner as still as a statue. “Bring some tea.” The servant bowed and left the room. “The Coming was an ancient group of demons with different tribes mixed in. They were ruled by a council of leaders from each tribe. They were merciless and killed any that opposed them. They assimilated all they came across to strengthen their numbers.” Nana stopped and gazed at the painting hanging over the mantle of her fireplace.

“Do you know where they came from?” Alexander smoothed a wrinkle out of his pant leg.

“We sent numerous spies to infiltrate their ranks. Some made it back. Others were killed or assimilated. The information we received didn’t help much. It was always the same intel about how they were an ancient evil and they were born from the hatred of the gods.”

“Hatred of the gods. Isn’t there only one?” Alexander asked.

“As I was told by mother, who was told by her mother who was told by her mother and on down the line, that there was numerous gods in ancient times. That is, until the war that shook the heavens. As sides were taken, destruction reigned throughout the universe. There were gods everywhere surrounded by their followers. You have came across a few in your battles.” Alexander was very surprised to hear this. He couldn’t recollect seeing any gods in the past.

“A high level demon named Lero, in his own madness, decided he should rule and all who oppose him should die. His followers grew in numbers and did Lero’s bidding as he saw fit. They became as vicious as their master, which made them nearly unstoppable. They called themselves The Coming.”

The servant returned carrying a silver tray with a porcelain teapot and cups on it.

“My lady.” The teacups clanked against the saucer as the servant handed Nana her tea. Alexander gestured to the servant not to serve him.

“Thank you my dear. I wish to continue talking to my grandson alone.” The servant bowed and quietly left the room closing the door behind her.

 

“Where was I, oh yes. As I was saying, Lero wanted to rule all and would stop at nothing to achieve his goal.” Nana stopped to catch her breath.

“How come I never heard about any of the this?” Alexander took Nana’s teacup and saucer and set it on the night stand next to her reading glasses.

“There really wasn’t a need to tell anyone. Lero was captured and banished by Noiro and the kingdoms of the Bright Blade. Our ancestors fought off The Coming preventing them from getting their lord back. Your grandfather and his warriors fought off the last of The Coming. It nearly killed him, but they were able to banished them.” Nana started wheezing and Alexander handed the oxygen mask to her.

“I will let you get your rest grandmother. I will come and see you when I return.” Alexander leaned over and gave her a gentle kiss on her forehead.

“Becareful Alexander. If what you told me is true, then death will surely follow.”

Alexander walked out, slowly closing the door behind him.

 

Everything his grandmother said raced through his mind over and over. Lero, The Coming. He wanted to go talk to Grandfather but decided to go to the place where Xavier and Anastasia came across the demon.

“Looks like you have something on your mind.” A voice softly spoke through the dark hallway.

“My thoughts are none of your concern Sonja.” Alexander replied.

A beautiful, slender woman, smiling devilishly, glided toward Alexander out of the darkness. Her long black hair seemed to move with a life of its own. She grabbed Alexander holding him closing, pressing her pale skin against his and whispered in his ear.

“Now now Whiteblade. Is that anyway to speak to your darling sister?” She laughed loudly sending echoes throughout the hall.

“I don’t have time for this Sonja. What do you want from me now?” Sonja softly kissed his ear.

“I wish to go with you. I accidentally overheard you and Grandmother talking. So why go by yourself?” Sonja stroked Alexanders hair and smiled.

“Then you shall come.” Alexander replied.

“Where are we exactly going dear brother?” Sonja quietly asked.

“You already know. I felt you scanning my mind.” Sonja laughed uncontrollably.