Randomly Got a Child of Destiny Demon Spawn, meet Gabriel. : CrusaderKings
He wondered how he would meet Death. Soon it would be his turn. Kaine knew this all too well. There was nothing now that could stop it. But there was still a. First, he would meet this priest face to face. There was still a chance the old man would join them. The gift of life was nothing to sneer at. Given a few days to feel. Demonspawn has ratings and 53 reviews. The story starts out with Alex and Cindy meeting in elementary school, and takes them throughout high school .
I love the different take on paranormal elements, and love how well grounded the mundane events were. Well written, and I am looking forward to reading more from this author.
Mar 18, Lindsay Simms rated it it was ok 2. It wasn't necessarily a bad story. It was actually pretty interesting, and the pacing moved along nicely. My issue, like others', is that it feels like a first draft. I'd be surprised if a professional editor actually looked this over before it was published. Dear authors and publishers of the world: Just because a book is only being released in e-book form, does not mean that you can skimp on, to name a few things: Another issue I had, was the impression that each character had the same 'voice'.
The four hundred year old vampire and brilliant college graduate should not speak the same way as the high school student, or the unmotivated, less-educated fork lift driver who slept through all of his high school classes. Characters should each have a distinctive voice and speaking pattern.
They were all pretty interchangeable, which is unfortunate. I believe that they had some potential.
Don't get me wrong, there were quite a few parts that made this story worth finishing. Unfortunately, they're not the parts that were fleshed out or elaborated on. For instance, Alex's heritage. Adrift and stranded in deep space with no hope of rescue, the I. They must find a way to retrieve the parts required to repair their own vessel — no matter what it was on the derelict ship that seemed to want to keep them for itself!
Fifth Edition, May 27, Words: At first the discovery of the derelict alien ship is an interesting diversion from the reality of their predicament. Or suffer the same fate as its long dead crew. A few nice words go a long way!
In book 2, a starship crew faces imminent death due to a poor decision to battle a ready foe. Morale, although low before the incident that resulted in their present predicament, is at an all-time low. The ship is not the only thing breaking down however, and pretty soon Commander Joe Lofflin — who has perpetually faced a degree of scorn from his crew because of his sexual orientation and faces a daily struggle to control his romantic attraction to a junior crewman almost half his age — takes on the roll of acting-Captain after the untimely death of Captain Blaine, and must deal with solving a murder on top of everything else!
As if there is not enough on his plate already, just as things are looking hopeless beyond the pale, something dark and mysterious drifts into their path! An ancient derelict ship of alien origins presents an all-too convenient and timely solution to their problem, offering the desperate castaways the spare parts they need to repair their ship. In a difficult to reach part of the long dead alien ship — with the only way in or out littered with the dry and dusty remains of the long-dead alien crew — lies the answer to their problem.
And much more than they expected. This is a story of survival and the fight to survive. The challenge of coming out or admitting to a love-interest that there is an attraction is compared to the challenge of surviving combat and facing the unknown, alone in the dark.
Demonspawn (Damned and Cursed, #1) by Glenn Bullion
Replete with dark, deserted and spooky corridors, a few ghosts, aliens and robotics, a horror stalking its victims in the dark, lasers, explosions, dead bodies and a murder mystery thrown in, this story pretty much has it all! Following the discovery and infiltration of Meradinis by the crew of the imperial star ship Antares, the assembled might of the Terran Space Fleet descends upon the Corsair planet.
The Battle of Turtle Island rages in orbit over Meradinis, resulting in the absolute destruction of the Corsair fleet — ending the Corsair menace for all time. Demonspawn is currently on its fifth edition, newly extended and full of extra material. The ebook editions have color illustrations and photos in them. I started working on the foundations of what would become this story when I started high school in Bythe basic plot had evolved into the story of a starship that encountered an alien derelict ship lost in space, but there was still a long way to go.
By though, the first edition of Demonspawn made its debut on Lulu. InI redesigned the cover. That aside, if a story can be told well in whatever space of words, then that should be good enough too. This sparked off another edit, and then I added a little bit here, and a little bit there… and before I realized it, a drastic complete rewrite was underway!
I evaluated each sentence. I added a stack of more material… back-stories and extras that would enrich and enhance the overall experience of what I had envisioned as the Galaxii Series!
Two weeks later, the Smashwords Edition of Blachart was finished!
NEW PLAYERS! README!
Then I designed a fantastic new cover which would also form the basis of a template for the entire Galaxii Series.
I also decided to include some illustrations in the book ebook form to make it more attractive. Demonspawn by Christina Engela will chill you to your core, it will seep into you deeper than the vast cold of space and it made for a thrilling read! I love how the tension and suspense build to a horrifying crescendo that had my heart pounding through my chest in terror, shock, and excitement! A quarrel with a Corsair marauder leaves the I. S Mordrake in dire need of repairs deep in space.
Hope is fleeting while running on back up generators that will eventually give out this far from any normal shipping routes. The inevitable looms above each crew member, certain death.
The Captain, drunk and denying all responsibility for their desperate circumstances, has a fatal encounter with a killer. The crew begins to investigate the Captains murder when they stumble upon an abandoned alien ship floating in an asteroid belt. Hope is restored at the discovery of potential salvation, but once aboard hope turns to dread as they find the entire former crew massacred.
Their only option is to tear apart the alien vessel for parts to fix their own ship. Salvation turns to horror as more crew members die, the killer is still amongst them and an evil is haunting the abandoned ship. Can they beat the clock and repair their ship, or will they all succumb to the same fate as the crew before them?
Demonspawn by Christina Engela is a sensationally terrifying space adventure that gripped me immediately! Ibn al Xu'ffasch darted into the Demon Head's receiving chambers, and saw his grandfather's most loyal assassins tearing apart a thicket of highly trained mercenaries. On the far side, on the dais, Ra's al Ghul was battling with a masked man. It was the most impressive display of skill Ibn had ever seen.
As he ducked under a bayonet, and jumped over a fallen assassin, his eyes never left this grandfather's whirring sword. But then, through the crash of steel and constant gunfire he heard a deep voice from behind the mask.
Nobody knew of its location apart from the topmost assassins. How did he know it was there? Ra's al Ghul's grin was feral as he launched himself into the darkness, eager to follow his opponent. The battle was turning in their favor, and Ibn knew the assassins were capable of defeating the remaining mercenaries on their own.
He was going after his grandfather. Ibn trotted silently through the passageway, relying on memory to guide him through the implacable darkness. The air was much cooler in the tunnel, as it sloped into the heart of the mountain. As he neared the Pit, he could hear the clang of steel. Ra's must have reinitiated the fight with Slade Wilson. He increased his pace. Wilson may be formidable, but he would fall against two Master Swordsmen. The sounds of their battle grew louder and a faint green light filled the passage.
Ibn slowed, wanting to assess the situation before interrupting. Grandfather may want a clean kill for himself and only resent his assistance. But as he peered through the passage, the sight that met his gaze had him stop short.
Ra's al Ghul was at Slade Wilson's mercy. His grandfather was kneeling, his sword on the ground out of his reach. Wilson stood before him and had removed his bicolored mask. His face was contorted with rage. Wilson ground his teeth, but smiled savagely. Instead of crumpling to the ground, he surged to his feet. Even from this distance, he could tell it was no natural blaze. The flames were too red, the inferno whispered prickling thoughts into his head that he couldn't quite understand.
It made him feel nauseous in the same way the Lazarus Pit made him weak. Wilson had used ancient magic. Ibn surged from the passageway opening, and raced toward the enemy. Wilson stood, watching as Ra's al Ghul crumpled to the floor, still ablaze. So fast that Ibn barely registered the movement, Wilson had unsheathed his sword and met Ibn's strike evenly. Come to see the show? He was not a little boy.
Ibn used every move in his repertoire and even made up some new ones. He whirled, ducked, slashed, and flipped but he could not seem to get the upper hand. Wilson was a formidable opponent.
Distracting him with a kick to his knees, Wilson swung his blade down in a powerful arc that would have severed his arm, had he not deflected the motion with the curve of the Khopesh blade.
He wasn't quite fast enough and the blade bit into his shoulder. Ibn grunted and dislodged himself from Wilson's grip, dodged another blow, and used Wilson's sword as a springboard. Ibn slashed as he leapt and was satisfied to feel the hook of his blade drag across flesh.
Rolling on impact, he sprung up, preparing for the counterstrike. They faced each other, breathing heavily.
He could see Wilson calculating his odds. Fighting Ibn al Xu'ffasch was not going to be quick or easy. Wilson needed to make his getaway before reinforcements could arrive.
Their eyes locked, they both ignored Ra's al Ghul's charred body twitched a few paces away, the unnatural fire dying with its kindling. Covering his mouth and nose as the thick smoke rose in the air, he watched Wilson disappear using the smoke as the cover he needed to escape.
Ibn didn't waste time chasing him. Slade Wilson was long gone. Instead, he turned toward the mangled body of Ra's al Ghul. His hands shook as he lodged them under his grandfather's body, the skin beneath his fingers crusty and peeling. Blood dripped from his shoulder onto his body armor as he hefted Ra's al Ghul into his arms.
He staggered under the dead weight as he marched slowly toward the Pit. Ibn heard his mother coming long before he saw her. As much as she tried to hide it, he heard her soft intake of breath as she understood the sight before her. A soft weight fell on his shoulder. Ra's al Ghul was never gone so long as the Lazarus Pit existed. Grandfather will be fine. The magic used to do this can't be undone by the Pit. He let his grandfather's corpse thunk to the ground. For now, we need to leave.
We need to stay and rebuild the League. You and I have somewhere we need to be. His shoulder had been treated with water from the Pit. He had looked questioningly at his mother as she applied the salve. She usually preferred he suffered his wounds naturally. Something was different this time.
That had been hours ago. Ibn watched his mother closely as he cleaned his blades, polishing them of blood and gore.