Blood of Ages, Book One
K. L. Kerr
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Publisher: Penrefe Publications
Number of pages: 314
Word Count: 100,000
Cover Artist: K. L. Kerr
The vampires of Dayson city are preparing for war. Having lived in constant fear of the Archway Corporation for decades, desperation has forced them into action. Their solution is to bring the First vampire, Alistair, back from the dead, a warrior famed for eradicating entire armies in the name of his kind.
For fledgling vampire Catrina Malinka, the fabled return of some unknown deity falls low on her list of concerns. Between fending off strangers trying to kill her in her dreams and trying to rein in an uncontrollable power that no one else even understands let alone shares, Catrina is forced to fight her assumed role in the war against Archway, which threatens to send her down a path she doesn’t want to travel.
The first book in The Blood of Ages series, “The Genesis” is an urban fantasy about the inescapable nature of Fate and the corruption of power.
I'd like to share one of my favorite scenes in the book - Catrina and Louis meeting for the first time.
A knock at the door stirred Catrina from her nightmares. After taking a few seconds to wonder if she’d imagined the sound, it came again. She rolled out of bed and answered the door to find a golden-haired image of perfection beaming down at her.
The stranger’s charming pearl-white smile dropped, if only marginally. He removed his glasses—glasses she imagined could only be used for aesthetics, since a vampire would surely have no need for them—before checking the door number. “You’re not Rose.”
“Sorry to disappoint,” was all she could say.
They stood in silence for a handful of seconds. “So, are you fine ladies bunking up or something?”
“She switched rooms,” said a gruff voice from over his shoulder, as Fox materialised at the opposite door.
“Oh. Oh.” The man smirked. “Then that must make you Catrina.”
He thrust his hand at her, which she shook after a moment’s hesitation.
“That’s right,” she said, countering with, “and you are?”
“Louis.” Just Louis. He made it sound like all the information she’d ever need about him was his name. Just a name to put to the sculpted perfection of his face, sharp green eyes glinting behind those small, fashionable glasses which he slid back up his nose. He’d stopped shaking her hand; he was more just holding onto her. She slipped free, and Louis asked Fox, “So where’s Rose shacked up now?”
Fox jerked his head upwards. “Next floor up. It’s three in the afternoon. Have you been here all day?”
“You bet. This Ritual business got me doing long nights and sleepless days.” Louis rubbed his hands together. “Pleasure meeting you,” he said, before raising his eyebrows to Fox, which was ignored.
He gave a slight salute to them both before turning on the heel of his polished shoes and heading down the corridor. Catrina watched him go, only turning her attention across the hall once the sound of his shoes chimed up a set of stairs in the distance.
“Morning,” she said to Fox, who responded with a nod. He turned to go back inside. “Wait. Should we get up now?”
He checked his watch. “You can, if you want.” And then he closed the door.
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Born and raised close to North York Moors, initial setting of American Werewolf in London, one might be excused for thinking K. L. Kerr's interests might lie with those furry beasts. But she has always preferred monsters of the fanged variety, having written the very first draft of her novel, The Genesis, aged sixteen.
When not writing, Kerr can be found playing the MMORPG, World of Warcraft, or listening to music from video game soundtracks. She still lives in the North of England, close to The Moors (keeping to the roads, naturally), with two cats who--like all cats--think they're people.
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