Title: Rise of the Nephilim: Fire and Blood
Author: N.J. Paige
Genre: Young Adult Fantasy / Science-Fiction
"Soon they will all be dead. And it will be
because I have failed them."
Before she was Nephilim, a progeny of the Fallen, she was just a girl from Brewster, New York.
A freak of nature.
The strange.
The different.
The other.
But then she received the calling to find her true home and take her rightful place in the subterranean world of Babylon.
There she would learn that she was the last hope for the survival of Humanity. And she would be forced to choose between the world where she found nothing but pain and rejection, and the world where she was accepted and revered.
Before she was Nephilim, a progeny of the Fallen, she was just a girl from Brewster, New York.
A freak of nature.
The strange.
The different.
The other.
But then she received the calling to find her true home and take her rightful place in the subterranean world of Babylon.
There she would learn that she was the last hope for the survival of Humanity. And she would be forced to choose between the world where she found nothing but pain and rejection, and the world where she was accepted and revered.
Author Bio
N. J.
Paige lives in Pennsylvania with her husband and two children. Her favorite
motto is "Life is but a journey best taken one step at a time." And
she enjoys hiking in her local forest, where she gets inspiration from
Tree-Sprites and other woodland creatures.
Links
Twitter: @nj_paige
Website: http://www.njpaige.weebly.com
Book Excerpt
Damn it! They never had a
chance!
Her face grimaced as those words ran through
her mind; her breath short and fleeting as the thirst for revenge surged
through her.
She gripped her hand even tighter around her
sword and pulled it from the tree.
Strangely, she took some comfort in the
screams of terror, screams, which still surrounded them, for it was a sign,
though stabbing at the heart, that not all humans in the city had fallen and
hope had not been lost.
Soon, they will all be dead. And it will
be because I have failed them.
She thought about her own human family
meeting the same fate―that it would not be long before Arcadium and his army
reached the threshold of Brewster.
Her eyes glowed in horror through a veil of
tears, clouding her vision while she stared at the mangled mess of body
parts―human, Nephilim, and Epoch alike, arranged in some freakish mélange of
death art.
"Their deaths will not be in
vain, not so long as I still breathe, and the last drop of human blood still
flows through my Nephilim veins,” she declared.
“Sister, be careful of your words,” whispered
Silla―her Nephilim sister―reminding her of the dangers of showing favor of
humans over Nephilim. After all, she was now Nephilim, a natural enemy to
humanity. And anything else would have been a betrayal to the Dominion of the
fallen.
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