Awakening - Book of Fire (Blood Heritage #1)
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Authors: Krista Gray-Fee
Awakening
Blood Heritage: Book of Fire
By Krista Gray-Fee
Disclaimer
A Gentle Reminder That Fiction is Fictitious
This is a work of fiction, any similarities to real persons or events are completely coincidental. This book is intended for entertainment purposes only and makes no claims of being historically accurate. Please enjoy this world that is not your own.
Author Bio
Krista Gray is currently living in Wasilla Alaska, where her love of nature can be fully appreciated. The small town in the wild state was initially not sure it was ready for her kind of entertainment. When she is not immersed in writing novels she is a Circus freak extraordinaire.
A professional aerial artist and creator of Tribal Cirque belly dance she runs Sahara Storm Studio's Circus, Pyro Pin-Ups Burlesque, Aurora Burning Fire Dance and Fireflies Children's Circus. She is a highly successful screen writer for dance and performance productions with extensive choreography and story adaptations.
Her appreciation for the importance of visual impact has been well incorporated into her Fiction as well.
Recently married to the amazing love of her life, James Fee, together they live in a two story home that he built for her from a tiny one room fishing cabin. They are enjoying the quiet and serenity of the environment as well as the Circus scene. Life seems like a living dream, and they are making the most of it.
Krista has successfully raised two beautiful little girls and now has the opportunity to help with her husband's two little ladies, though they are all teens now the family is active in a variety of camping, fishing, four by four trail riding, and just about any other Alaska adventure that presents itself.
Some people thirst for knowledge, Krista is ravenous and devours every topic she can get her hands on. She is a Pre-Med student with additional studies in Philosophy, Religious Philosophy, Psychology, and Writing.
She has worked in the fields of Emergency Medicine and Organ Recovery and has extensive background in Personal Training, and Nutrition Consultation. All of this has created a world perspective that is evident in her unique story telling.
Dedications and Acknowledgements
Writing a novel such as this is an all consuming endeavor that simply could not have been accomplished without the support and love of those closest to me. Thank you James Fee, my loving husband who's sacrifices have not gone unnoticed. You are the air that I breathe. Your input was priceless. Your participation has been the cornerstone of this enterprise.
Thank You to my two beautiful daughters Alyssa and Ashley for inspiring me to be something great every day of my life. And my precious step-daughters Lilly and Jesse Fee for allowing me to be a part of their lives and taking me into their hearts as family.
Thank You Helen Hegener for your motivation, editing and critiques, I respect you more than words can say.
Thank You Mark, the art guy for all your creativity, sacrifice and dedication to this project; you are an inspiration. Your fantastic work on the characters and trailer has made me a believer this world can truly be brought to life.
Thank you to all of my girls for letting me slack off when I got deeply focused in the book world, I love you all and cherish your individual gifts. A special shout out for those of you who inspired characters with your with, charm and personality.
Thank you Mom for encouraging my imagination and keeping all those stories I wrote when I was little to remind me I always wanted to be a writer.
Thank You Mark Woodcock for your confidence and encouragement, and all the finish work you do to make all of this possible.
This book is for you!
Foreword
Who is Truly to Be Feared?
The darkness has many eyes hidden from the modern world
Destruction comes disguised in civilized machinations
The beauty that has been raped, devoured by the beast within
Not those beasts that cause fear and night terrors
But the innocent smiling eyes of the modern age
Destined to destroy everything of value
The watchers, the beasts, the demons of the night
Possibly our only hope for survival in these dark times
So called freaks the salvation of our destiny
What we fear, what lies hidden out in the shadows
When the true enemy is within, winning the war
Survival of the fittest or desolate extinction
The choice is yours.....
Witchy Ways and Coffee Grounds
Surprise in the Coroner's Office
Darkness Falls on Desperate Souls
Something Wicked This Way Comes
Morning breaks and shatters the sanctuary of her dreams. Begrudgingly she opens her eyes to let in the morning light drifting through her window, as the flowers outside glow with anticipation of the warm day to come. She slowly draws on the determination within herself to feel a similar energy as she fully wakes and welcomes the beginning of her new life.
This is her first day as a resident in this city, Baton Rouge, Louisiana, so far away from the cold and isolation she is used to. No one knows her here, and this is a good thing.
She's not looking for friends or relationships, her only needs are the safety and security that comes from being unknown. Looking around her small and pleasant home a sigh of relief escapes her lips as the realization comes over her; she is safe and no one can find her now, not here in this place.
She has taken a new name, but wonders if the old will be so easily forgotten. Amber, it rolls off her tongue smoothly and it does somehow feel like her own. She feels much more like this new person than the tattered and fearful girl she once was.
She is no longer Emily, the identity so far away in her mind, like an old friend whose phone number was lost in the move. Perhaps it’s best to let that girl remain out of touch, as she has too much to be afraid of and too many memories.
Only twenty-four, it feels to her that she is far older, and a streak of self-pity shows its face as she dwells on the many years of suffering she has already known. She brushes off the negative train of thought and refocuses on the future, on the hope that is growing inside her.
Amber wanders into the bathroom to cleanse the last silken webs of dreams out of her mind and to make a clean start in her new world. A smile spreads across her face as a ray of sunshine reflects on her hand from a crystal dangling in her window. Her spirits are high as she looks at herself in the bathroom mirror.
It is in this moment when looking into her own blue eyes that she sees a glimpse of a memory; a thread of some past long ago forgotten. She sees a dense jungle and feels the sweltering heat against her face, feels the arms of a stranger scooping her up and running, the pain of leaves and sticks whipping against her face.
Returning to reality, Amber blinks to find only her sun-drenched room and a sleepy-eyed and half-dressed version of herself still staring in the mirror. Amber's blue eyes are full of anxiety, her lightly freckled face, that usually leads people to judge her much younger and overly innocent, reveals the depths of her tension.
Only five foot six and fairly athletic, she is not overly critical of herself, choosing instead to focus on her mental freakishness instead of the typical female obsession with the physical. Truth be told, she is afraid she may actually be a bit crazy.
Her mind wonders at the strangeness of such random thoughts overtaking her; they seem so real, and often she feels as though time stands still in such moments, though a blink of an eye in the real world, she can spend hours lost in her imagination.
Her dreams, her visions, whatever they are… They have served to protect her from many of the worst moments of her past. Isn't it normal to try and escape from reality when things are really bad?
Shaking off the memory she enjoys a long steamy shower to get her nerves and her body prepared for the excitement of the day ahead. Though this home is hers, a gift from her adoptive grandmother, Amber knows she will have to come up with a job quickly before her meager savings run out.
Pouring herself a bowl of cereal, she gets the paper off the doorstep. Might as well start with the want ads. Flipping through the pages her attention is drawn to an article about a local detective narrowly escaping death in a terrible automobile accident.
Noticing his beautiful brown eyes, and boyishly charming face, she is overcome by the thought that his death would have been a terrible loss to womankind. She wants to know this man.
Finding the job postings, Amber searches for something in a dance studio, but will fall back on work as a bar-tender. If times get really desperate she can always do the other kind of dancing if that's what it takes to survive.