Part I :: Prologue ::   :: Chapter I :: V a g a b o n d   :: Chapter II ::     :: Chapter III ::

You are about to embark on a strange journey.  A journey that will take you through time and space, from a world of pristine beauty to the horror of modern day evil, seduction and blood sacrifice.

Darklings...

Creatures of the night.  A clandestine race of immortals whom feed upon the night and the life-blood of mortals.  These ancient beings, who have existed since before the dawning of mankind, feel their time is now.

Present Day...

Tess... a somber young woman who seeks solace from the bottom of a bottle, roams the dark pre-dawn streets of Halifax.  She is drunk, a little reckless and desperately alone.

Alone—that is—until she is seduced by an unusual stranger, a vagabond, who alters her life—or what she has left of it—forever.

Now, kissed by death and plagued by the _blood dreams_, she is cast out into the obscure world of darklings immortals, where she seeks to find her creator and uncover the terrible secrets of a doomed race, only to become the pawn amidst an age-old bitter struggle between two rival brothers.

Seth. . . the mysteriously seductive Lord Darkness, who hungers for the day when his darkling race may rise again to dominate and enslave humankind.  But, will his own seductions resurrect in him a passion and love, like none he's ever known?

Siris. . . the timeless wanderer, the vagabond, who remakes Tess in his own image.  His only hope is to free humankind from their impending fate and destroy his brother, once and for all.  But, as his feelings for Tess deepen, will he be able to send her and the darkling race to their extinction?

Both need Tess, desperately.  And both will attempt to manipulate her in any way they can to achieve their desired ambitions.

Tess is now confronted with a difficult challenge: to do what she feels is morally right within her soul, or to follow her reckless spirit and forlorn heart.

Each, could mean her destruction. . .  Either, could mean the end for humankind and darkling immortals alike. . .

Only time will tell. . .