LOST INNOCENTS Book 1 - The Fallen One invites you to a dark underworld of obscene perversion and violence, a place where demonic possession reigns and where the lecherous obsession a serial rapist feels over his young victims is a nightmare altogether too real.
In this tale of love gone awry, of vengeance and of a fallen angel’s recounting through the use of a mortal man, you are to bear witness to unspeakable horrors and dragged along to feel, taste and delve in sorrow, perhaps even feel pity for one who has become lost.
Where do we go when we die?
A fallen angel by the name of Xineus has taken possession of Billy Zhanos’ body. Transported to hell and back, a personal voyage of self-pity and angst threatens to reveal buried parts of Billy’s troubled past.
Will love or lust prevail in the end?
The fallen angel embarks on a sacred mission to avenge the murder of his one true love. Meanwhile, Billy mourns the death of a girl-child who’d become the object his sickening obsession.
Every victim, a child.
Continuously tormented, Billy is forced to prey upon the innocent, a desperate thirst for young flesh without satiation. In the struggle for sanity and redemption, is there hope for his shattered and broken soul?
PARENTAL ADVISORY:EXPLICIT CONTENT.
Not for the squeamish or easily offended!!!
Excerpt
From Chapter 5-Killer's Concession
Look at me now. Sure… Xineus, the great! I am nothing. I’ve become desperate. After all, here I am talking to you, hoping you can help, hoping you can provide me with answers. Are you even listening to me? Mortal, please stop pretending. You can never hope to understand me. You cannot even see me. I am non-existent, invisible, a phantom drifting through your world, lost and alone. I’ve finally become delirious, haven’t I?
Just imagine being stranded out in the great desert, no food or water. The hot, blazing sun collapsing over your shoulder. Your hands and feet tired from crawling, and the vultures waiting patiently as they hover above. Well, this is it. I am on the verge of losing it all, and I tire of the sun.
A thousand deaths. A thousand rebirths. Why give us free will? Why grant us the chance of living if we are never meant to outlive our dreams and desires? I tire of the plan God has set before me. I tire of the pain, the unforgiving pain only fallen angels know.
They are searching for a killer, for the murderer of man’s daughters. The papers say we abducted, raped and then killed them, but I assure you it was for the better. My victims were suffering and were victims of a misunderstanding society, mistreated by their peers, and of course by none other than their parents. They were victims of constant abuse, of sexual molestation by their own kin, but what better gift to offer these beauties? I gave them love, set them free from this horrible place. The sweet darlings died peacefully. I assure you, their deaths were quick and painless. This is a freedom I’ve granted them and will grant to many more.
A message to the people, to the parents, the schoolteachers, principals, the nannies and everyone else with the silly notion that children are safe from our touch: Do not expect us to stop. Don’t expect us to change. Don’t even dream of standing in our way. We are here to stay. We are here to help our devilish selves to the main course, that which is the sweltering taste of your innocent ones.
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