Book One: Cursed Blood
(Book excerpt from Cursed Blood.)
Memories of the man’s
death burst to life in Jasper’s mind, and his skin burned where Vincent had
touched him.
“NO! We are not brothers!”
Jasper protested through gritted teeth.
“But we are brothers, born
again through death and connected by an ancient and powerful blood. I know that
you have felt it, tasted it,” Vincent said with an insane smile. “We are
chosen.”
“What do you want from me?”
Jasper asked sorrowfully. He just wanted to wake up and forget everything he
had seen, but knew, even in his waking life, there would be no escape.
“It’s not about what I
want,” Vincent replied, as he looked into Jasper’s eyes and finished drawing a crimson rune on
his forehead. “But what you must do for her. Let the blood guide you, my
brother, and you will understand everything.”
A high wall of blood rose
from behind Vincent, and quickly rushed forward like a tidal wave of death. Vincent
stood up tall now and laughed a wicked laugh as he threw his arms out to his
sides and tossed his head back, waiting to be taken.
Horrific faces of the dead
began to form in the crimson liquid, as their voices cried out for help. At
first it was softly, but then they suddenly released an intense sea of
deafening screams.
“NO!” Jasper yelled as he
was engulfed by the bloody wall of faces. A bright, red light suddenly flashed,
momentarily blinding him. When he finally managed to open his eyes again, it
was all over.
Jasper lifted one hand to
his face and rubbed his damp forehead, where Vincent had traced the rune with
blood. The skin in the spot where it had been drawn still felt warm and lightly
tingled.
Jasper sat up in his bed
and let out a deep sigh, then stood up at the side of his bed in his boxer
briefs. He walked over to his window as thoughts of his nightmare raced through
his mind.
Moonlight streamed in
through the fabric of his bedroom curtains and danced across his bare skin, as
Jasper gripped the curtains and closed his eyes for a moment.
“What the hell?” he spoke
aloud in disbelief, then tugged at the curtains, parting them more and glanced
up into the sky at the moon, as thoughts and images of his nightmares continued
to plague his memory.
Jasper glanced down at one
of his tattoos on his hand and couldn’t forget what Vincent had told him — that
the blood would guide him to the truth.
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Joseph Harkreader.
During the 1300's, the era of the black death, a man named Jasper
Kain had his life taken away by an evil dark phantom; awakening him as
an immortal warrior, gifted with supernatural abilities. Over many lifetimes as an immortal, Jasper's eyes have been opened up to a magnificent, yet unpredictable world of ancient gods, demons and wizards.
Present day: Tokyo, Japan.
Jasper finds himself being attacked by an army of deadly shadow demons, which are under the control of an insane man, who appears to possess a similar dark gift as his own.
An exciting adventure of danger, magical creatures and deities are revealed to Jasper, after being chosen by an ancient goddess to take part in an unknown destiny, that has been tainted with cursed blood, born from the land of magic; Avalon.
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