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Prepare for a fascinating fast-paced journey of spirit and science to save what makes us human.
Jason was four-hundred and thirty, didn’t look a day over forty, and still possessed the stamina of the Mars-trek marathoner he’d once been. Join Jason as he dives into the depths of time and across the space of his soul to discover his past, where he met and lost the first true love of his life. Run with him along a winding immortal passage, where passion and surprise wait just around the bend.
Meet his friend Peter Brookhaven, head of Project Humanity – a secret program to prove The Traders had setup humankind with their offer of powerful technology and physical immortality. Visit a galaxy transformed into a nightmare ruled by soulless immortals.
It all began with Anne, a lovely Lady pursued by a human monster across a dark medieval forest.
Sample opening text from the book:
Her heartbeat rose above the rhythm of rain falling upon the dark canopy of the ancient forest. She was soaked to the skin, struggling to shrug off the dampness that slowly wormed its way deep into her body to chew on her aching bones. Anne tried to focus, but her brain was blanketed by fog; the kind of thick, ugly grey fog that covered the cold English coastline and hid mythical creatures silently stalking a blinded victim.
Anne started to tremble as her body and brain gave way to the cold unrelenting terror that had tracked her throughout the night. She had to find a way to focus, to take control of the fear; to redirect it with her strong will to survive. She focused on the curtain of rain drawn across the entrance to the cave, imagining that time stood still within its stone walls. She slowed her breathing, then the heartbeat; placing her panic-filled thoughts on pause. Seconds became minutes, until she could make out the intricate weave of water with air, and the pulsating pattern of individual raindrops bouncing off the rocks and into the black puddle by her feet. The raindrop and rock melody echoed within the small cave, reminding her that the slightest sound might give away her position partially hidden by the bent and bowed branches of an old holly tree.
Jason was four-hundred and thirty, didn’t look a day over forty, and still possessed the stamina of the Mars-trek marathoner he’d once been. Join Jason as he dives into the depths of time and across the space of his soul to discover his past, where he met and lost the first true love of his life. Run with him along a winding immortal passage, where passion and surprise wait just around the bend.
Meet his friend Peter Brookhaven, head of Project Humanity – a secret program to prove The Traders had setup humankind with their offer of powerful technology and physical immortality. Visit a galaxy transformed into a nightmare ruled by soulless immortals.
It all began with Anne, a lovely Lady pursued by a human monster across a dark medieval forest.
Sample opening text from the book:
Her heartbeat rose above the rhythm of rain falling upon the dark canopy of the ancient forest. She was soaked to the skin, struggling to shrug off the dampness that slowly wormed its way deep into her body to chew on her aching bones. Anne tried to focus, but her brain was blanketed by fog; the kind of thick, ugly grey fog that covered the cold English coastline and hid mythical creatures silently stalking a blinded victim.
Anne started to tremble as her body and brain gave way to the cold unrelenting terror that had tracked her throughout the night. She had to find a way to focus, to take control of the fear; to redirect it with her strong will to survive. She focused on the curtain of rain drawn across the entrance to the cave, imagining that time stood still within its stone walls. She slowed her breathing, then the heartbeat; placing her panic-filled thoughts on pause. Seconds became minutes, until she could make out the intricate weave of water with air, and the pulsating pattern of individual raindrops bouncing off the rocks and into the black puddle by her feet. The raindrop and rock melody echoed within the small cave, reminding her that the slightest sound might give away her position partially hidden by the bent and bowed branches of an old holly tree.
