Introduction – 1 February, 2019 I don’t know when I first conceived of The Hole Inside the Earth, but the idea to write something that spanned the whole of man’s existence from early times to the far future has been around for a long time. I think I first started writing Green and then the other colours in the Autumn of 2015, and I remember needing one more thread, as I only had 6, so I started Indigo on a very cold day in Jan or early Feb 2016. Until now, I often thought I would abandon it. In fact, in the early days, it was just an experiment, and I don’t think I or anybody else thought I would finish it. But now I am through the worst. There have been times over the last year when I just had to make a huge effort to keep going, and I think it affected me physically. I only started this diary in 2019, but then again, it’s the first time I felt that I could see light at the end of the tunnel. nb: HITE is my acronym for The Hole Inside the Earth.
“I need a shave.” “Let me show you. Take this off first.” She tugged on the collar of his jumpsuit. “Oh no! You’re not getting me naked that quick.” “Ha! You’ll see us naked before too long. Don’t be shy.” “No!” “Alright! Just strip to the waist then.” Omah unfastened the sticky front tab and peeled the smooth, metallic top down to his waist, rubbed his bare chest out of embarrassment and gave Archivist a lopsided grin. Now look in the mirror and say, “Shave!” “Shave! Hey! What’s this! I have a white mark on my chest. Like a key!” “Yes. I thought it was kinda cute when we were shown your body in one of our first briefings.” “Oh god! You mean you’ve seen me naked?” “Sure! All of it. And you’re quite a healthy man.” Omah blushed and replied. “But what does this mark mean? Do you have it?” “No. You’re the only one. We don’t know what it means. You had it when you came to u- … . Oh there, now you’re jumping the gun! Or making me! Let’s do the shave.” “But wait a minute! At least it’s something not blue! And Controller; he seems very emotionless and blank. Are you all robots?” Archivist’s laugh sounded like the delicate titter of a teenage girl. “It sometimes feels like it.” “Androids then? Cyborgs?”
— Mesago meets slavegirl Brenda and Omaya has to whip slavegirl Tina when she sneaks into his room, late one night. —
Omaya raised the whip and struck again, this time on the narrow part of her back, just above her hips. She let out small cry and shuddered. Omaya struck her until he had counted to ten, by which time red marks lined her back from her shoulder blades to the base of her spine. Omaya could resist no longer. “Turn over!” he ordered. “Yes master.” Tina turned over and covered her breasts with her forearms, a reflex that she hadn’t intended. “No!” Omaya said, falling upon her. He began to kiss her breasts, her belly and moved down to use his tongue where she could not resist. Tina moaned softly and closed her eyes. Having satisfied himself that she was moist and ready for him, he moved up to her face and kissed her red lips. Tina opened her eyes and stared into his. He saw her eyes open wider as he entered her and began to move rhythmically up and down, thrusting with all his unspent frustration and desire. He arched his back as he began to climax. Tina gripped his wrists and shuddered, accepting his lifeforce with a fervour that made her grit her teeth and utter: “Oh! Master!” Omaya lay down beside her but after only a few minutes, Tina began to wriggle down to his hips.
The Hole Inside the Earth – longest continuous novel published in UK at 1.1M words
Only the Vampire Priests understand the Blood Moon Prophecy: “A drop of His blood fills the cup and brings the Blood Moon Dawn.”
“Lots of cool action and drew me well in.” – AHF Magazine.
I once asked Omacron what time seemed like for one who had survived for so long in a tumultuous world. “Time is meaningless,” he said. “Then, what does have meaning?” I asked. “Memory.” This, then, is the story, as recalled by me and those Rememberers, few in number, who survived the last war on Earth. I wasn’t there at the beginning, but I am here now in the tale that continues.
A cup wrought at Earth’s birth, the Holy Grail is brought to Atlantis but lost.
To celebrate what I hope will be a wonderful Christmas for my readers, Ordo Lupus and the Temple Gate – Second Edition, featuring shifter mythology (if you love vampire or werewolf sex, this is for you) will be free from 23-27 December on Amazon:http://bit.ly/1gWteFq
Temple Gate, werewolf sex, occult gates: hope you enjoy it! Tell your friends.
The Synchronicity Code was out a week ago and to mark the occasion Rukia Publishing have done a Meet the Author page about me. You will find out a lot of new things about me and the book there! http://ow.ly/Ui1gL
There is going to be another vote; best vampire or werewolf acting!
Please nominate your favourites in the comments and I will add them to the list. Nominations close 5pm, 18 May. You can nominate by commenting here, tweeting me at @Lazlo_F or messaging me/commenting on Facebook.
Es wird wieder eine Stimme zu sein; beste schauspielerische Vampir oder Werwolf!