Crimson Fog
Shattered Soul
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The bright light blazed on my skin, as I writhed from the immense pain. I could feel the fire and deep itch coursing through my veins as I tried to gasp for air! I was clawing at my throat trying to breathe. My lungs were choking from the lack of oxygen and they burned so badly as if on fire. I tried to scream but no sound came from my too tight and raw swollen throat. Well no legible sound anyway. My head threatened to burst from the terrible throbbing that made my skull too small for my pulsating grey matter, my eyes burned from how dry they were as they bulged from my sockets. I couldn’t focus on anything as the whole environment around me spun out of control and I couldn’t tell which way was up. My fingers dug at my throat again, at my sides, my flailing arms, at the floor and at the empty air above me as I tried to ease the burning itch that I just couldn’t get too. I heard my name being whispered in a sing-song manner in my ear. “Kee-kee-oh…Kee-kee-oh…Kikyo!” Then I finally found my voice. I screamed. No, it was more like I shrieked! I shrieked from the pain when my lungs found enough air to fill them. I shrieked until I saw or think I saw a shadow move from the corner of my burning eyes and I was so frightened. I could smell something vaguely familiar, heavy and metallic in the air that filled my nostrils with its scent was it lightening? It was familiar but I couldn’t make it out. I heard a sound wailing in the background and it sounded as if I should recognize it but incomprehension filled my head as the sound escalated becoming louder and clearer, then I realized that the sound was me!
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Kikyo was the girl in the invisible bubble, she was quiet, shy, always kept to herself, her only friend in the world was pushed away from her years ago after something terrible happened to her. She had no memories of the attack that left her “broken”, so she built her bubble where she was safe and no one could touch her, until her world came crashing down on her. Her mother passed and now Kikyo was totally alone in this world. The bubble could no longer save her, so she ran from her demons amid the gang infested streets of Chicago. Tristian, her only life line to normalcy was grateful to be in her life once again. When they discovered the truth of her incident they never thought the impossible was possible. But just as Kikyo was finding her way in the world again, the mysterious boy with the violet eyes came to intervene and set her path in a new direction. Her nightmares had stopped, but the demons were real. The only way to survive was to leave her beloved Tristian and forever side with Angel Xavier. Can true love conquer all, or is that just in fairy tales?
About the Author
I was raised in the Humboldt Park area of Chicago. My mother born and raised in Mexico and my father from Laredo Texas, had divorced when I was young. My mother re-married to the man who raised me as his own. I have always been a writer. The Vampire genre has always fascinated me since I was old enough to read beyond my age and grade. I fell in love with books and reading because they took me away from the harsh gang infested inner city streets and into places of impossible fancy. Words were an outlet, to express all my feelings, like the paint to an empty canvas, my words drenched all the empty pages of countless notebooks, scraps of paper, and even napkins. From a young age I always aspired to be a writer, but motherhood came early into my life. I had my only child when I was a senior at C.P. Steinmetz High School in Chicago, and even married the father of my child. Due to financial circumstances, we moved in with his family far enough away from school that public transportation was difficult and with no car High School for me was over. The baby came early, as did my new adult life. The marriage was rocky and after several years of separating and trying again divorce was unavoidable. We eventually gave it that one last shot mainly so that our son could grow up with both his parents, but we never remarried and it was not such a loving union. I had left the city for the suburbs in hopes of giving my son a peaceful neighborhood to grow up in. I began to write this story that swirled around my mind since I was scribbling in notebooks but life always got in the way. I was temporarily unemployed and was able to write the bulk of this novel. My relationship with my son’s father was ultimately over and now my son was 17, he was starting his Senior year of High School when I moved out. I went to my mother’s house who was still mourning the passing of my “other dad” and the book was put on hold, due to my demanding work schedule. I met my prince charming at work. I wasn’t looking for a new man in my life I wanted to be single again for a while, but life happens and after a whirlwind romance we were engaged and married a year later. My husband encouraged the completion of my life’s work, and with the love and support of many family, friends, and acquaintances near and far, I share this story with everyone that has a passion for words and even those who are holding out for the audio copy.