“Writing a book is an adventure. To begin with, it is a toy and an amusement; then it becomes a mistress, and then it becomes a master, and then a tyrant.
“The last phase is that just as you are about to be reconciled to your servitude, you kill the monster, and fling him out to the public.”
—Sir Winston Churchill
About The Author
I am a hematopathologist living in Canada. The irony of a physician who specializes in blood disease creating a series of vampire novels has been remarked upon by roughly every person I have ever met. The creative arts have always fascinated me, and I have dabbled in various media from poetry to prose, film photography to digital design. This is my first attempt at writing long-form fiction, from a story that has been kicking around in my head for the last ten years or so. Why vampires? Because Joss Whedon made them popular back then, just like Stephanie Meyer has now. The story was a product of its times, and I created it purely for fun, never intending to write it down. I always wanted to write a novel, though, and I thought I’d start with the story that I had played around with in my head for so long. Purely for practice, you understand. It wasn’t until it was on paper that I realized how complex and detailed the story had grown. The people I showed it to pushed me into adapting it for publication, and here we all are. It has been an enjoyable obsession and a labor of love. I hope you enjoy it.
About the Books
For tens of thousands of years, the vampires, called Nightwalkers, had been entrenched in a bitter feud with their enemies, the Sentinels, those born to destroy the Nightwalkers with magic and steel. The battle drew to a close once the Redeemer offered the two sides a new path, allowing the Nightwalkers to step back into the sunlight as Daywalkers, in return for giving up the sword. Then, everything changes, when a desperate attempt by the Daywalker Nicholas Jameson to stave off nuclear destruction exposes this hidden society to humanity. In the wake of the revelation, the fragile peace between the races hangs precariously in the balance.