Everything happens for a reason. I never believed this quote… until very recently. Those of you that follow my blog know that, not all that long ago, I lost all of my fiction work. This included the follow up novel to my released novella, The Hunter. This was unfortunate, but in a way, it felt like it was meant to be. I have recently got back on track with my novel and am loving everything about it. So, to celebrate this, I thought that I’d give you a taste of what I have come up with thus far.

Here is a spoiler free preview from my upcoming novel, I hope you enjoy.

Deep in the twisted forest of Silvervayne, a shadow blurred, bounding from tree to tree. The ancient oaks that stood sentinel there once glistened silver in the light of the moon, but now they bled a sickly red. Void of leaf and clutching to life in that deep part of the forest, their limbs swayed at each impact of the swift moving object.As the shadow stopped, clutching to tree top to survey the surroundings, it’s form became clear. It was a vampire, small in stature and childlike in appearance. Bestial features denied its human facade. Long unkempt hair, as dark as shadow, fell behind his pointed ears. White fang and claw seemingly bright against dark grey skin. But this was no ordinary vampire. This was something ancient. Something that was friend to the order and council, and enemy of the First. This was the vampire lord, Korhea.

The little vampire lord gripped the tree with one hand, his claws digging deep into the decaying wood. With enhanced vision piercing the blood tinged night, he searched for his target. He had been searching for weeks, travelling without rest and with little sustenance. He needed it, despite his supernatural resilience and stamina, but he pushed forward regardless. He considered his personal errand above all else, for it could sway the tide of the war to come. However, what he searched for was no prey. What he searched for was an ally.

Bracing himself, and pushing out with his immense strength, Korhea launched himself away and tumbled toward a clearing below. Landing easily with perfect form, the vampire lord began his prowl beneath the dead canopy of a long forgotten part of Silvervayne. His strength was waning, but he was far from weak. He shook his head to clear the haze of blood lust from his mind. He focused on the reason that he pushed himself. The Hunter.

It was an unlikely friendship between hunter and vampire, but within Azerius, Korhea could see something incredible. He could see a human that had pushed itself beyond every limit, in order to protect its own kind. He could see a leader. A warrior. But most of all, he could see the Hunter’s true potential. A potential that could change the fate of Eldain. In all of Korhea’s long existence, he had never met such an individual, and he was not about to stand by and watch his world fall into chaos. The vampire lord was ancient. Ancient beyond many a mortal’s comprehension. He had seen true chaos, bloodshed and destruction. He was not about to let that happen again.

Korhea embraced the shadow as he stalked amongst it. There was a power close by, emanating from the silhouetted tree line beyond. It was something sinister. Something dark. The vampire lord knew it well. It was black magic. Korhea approached cautiously, claws low, poised to strike in a blur. He hadn’t expected such power in a place so forgotten. And this, was no power from the one that he searched for. This was something entirely unexpected.

The closer Korhea got to the haze of black magic, the more he could sense its intent. Its intent was not destruction. It was not to repel. But rather, it was a thing cast to hold something within. Just beyond the tree line, Korhea could see the misty veil from which the power emanated. Holding a clawed hand up to the magic was of no consequence to the vampire lord. Tendrils of black writhed around his arm before dissipating into nothing. Korhea passed through to the unknown beyond. With instincts poised, sharpened like a blade, he knew he had found what he had been searching for.

“Turn back, vampire.”

A disembodied voice warned as Korhea focused his enhanced sight on the dimly lit space before him. The voice didn’t surprise him, neither did it turn his thoughts to flee. It was what was expected. Although deep and threatening, the voice harboured weakness. The weakness of something once great turning frail. As the vampire lords eyes adjusted to the new light, he could see the silhouette of the voice’s source. The large form of a man sat amongst a ring of felled wood, an immense fire burning in its centre. Shadows danced on a backdrop of sheer rock behind him….

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Thank you all for reading!

If you enjoyed reading this preview, you can read the whole chapter over on my Patreon!

If you missed last weeks post, you missed a collaboration with the awesome Hannah Maggie! Go check it out right here- Amygdala.

If you haven’t yet read my novella, The Hunter: Monster Within, you can grab it right here: The Hunter: Monster within.

Thanks again! I will be back again very soon. Take it easy and stay awesome.