Guest Post from Charles E. Yallowitz
Thank you to Jaq for letting me talk about my newest book, War of Nytefall: Rivalry. This is the third volume of my vampire series, which takes place in a world of magic. In fact, it’s the same world that my first series, Legends of Windemere, took place. One of the heroes even made a cameo in the 9th book of that series, so readers will have a general idea of the vampire types in Windemere. Of course, it helps to make a post where you explain the them in more detail in the hopes of hooking new readers . . . Let’s go!
The story of War of Nytefall follows the Vampire Civil War that starts after the Great Cataclysm strikes. This event changed the face of Windemere with landscapes moving, growing, disappearing, and all around chaos. Clyde was a vampiric thief who was about to be executed using sun magic when the Great Cataclysm struck. He was swallowed by the ground along with an entire city, but was rescued 50 years later by his partner, Mab. It didn’t take long to find that Clyde came back different with new powers, an immunity to sunlight, and the ability to transform other vampires into what would be called Dawn Fangs. Of course, the old guard didn’t like this and the war that no history book talks about began. So, what are the two groups exactly?
First, we have the old-world vampires, which are the type that existed before the Great Cataclysm. They’re what you would expect. Blood-drinking monsters that lurk in the shadows with a surprisingly intricate society. They can use magic and are very strong as long as they stay out of the sunlight. Old-world vampires don’t die in the sun, but they lose their powers until they get back into the shadows. This means no spells, monstrous physical abilities, regeneration, and heightened senses, so they’re defenseless. The older ones can still fight, but they’ve become so used to working with a high level of strength that most aren’t very coordinated. To counter this problem, they wear what is called a night cloak, which is a black cloak made from a fabric that absorbs the sun and keeps them in shadows. It isn’t a perfect answer, but one would have to remove the garment to weaken them, so it helps them keep their edge.
Unfortunately, the Dawn Fangs don’t really care about that edge and have been known to tie night cloaks around old-world vampire’s heads for fun. This new type of vampire retains its strength in the sun, which is only one of the reasons they are feared. Dawn Fangs have working hearts, can eat mortal food, and blend into mortal society with ease. They are stronger, faster, and tougher than their predecessors, but their real strength comes from their 3 powers. Each Dawn Fang has a physical, mental, and magical ability with the combination being unique to them. For example, Mab can grow claws (physical), talk to the dead (mental), and travel through the shadows (magical). I’d use Clyde there, but he’s a unique case since he’s the progenitor and closer to going full monster than his ‘children’. This isn’t to say the Dawn Fangs haven’t lost anything too. None of them can learn magic, so they are ‘stuck’ with whatever 3 abilities they have been given.
So, what are they fighting about? Well, the old-world vampires fear that the Dawn Fangs are going to wipe them out. Their answer was to try and kill them first, which backfired really badly because Clyde is fairly vengeful. He sees them as a threat and doesn’t trust them, so he’s going to slowly destroy them. As far as the Dawn Fangs, they want to secretly integrate with mortal society and then reveal themselves to show that they have been around without eating anyone. It would lead to them being able to live in peace or at least not be as feared since they do want to retain some level of fear. One thing for sure is that the two species can’t live in harmony without proving who is the strongest. That’s going to lead to one sound being nearly wiped out, which takes time when dealing with elusive immortals.
That’s a general overview of War of Nytefall with the two factions . . . Oh yeah, Rivalry does throw this on its head. You already have the Dawn Fangs and the old-world vampires at each other’s throat. So, what happens when the legendary Vampire Queen decides to throw her fangs into the ring? Whatever it is, I’m sure it won’t be neat.
Thanks again to Jaq and hope to see people in the comments.
About the Author:
Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn’t working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. Truthfully, his tales of adventure are much more interesting than his real life, so skip the bio and dive into the action
HorrorAddicts.net Press presents… Clockwork Wonderland.
Clockwork Wonderland contains stories from authors that see Wonderland as a place of horror where anything can happen and time runs amok. In this book you’ll find tales of murderous clockworks, insane creations, serial killers, zombies, and a blood thirsty jabberclocky. Prepare to see Wonderland as a place where all your worst nightmares come true. You may never look at classic children’s literature the same way again.
Edited by Emerian Rich
Cover by Carmen Masloski
Laurel Anne Hill
With Foreword by David Watson
King of Hearts
by Dustin Coffman
“What honey?” Lenny Poland yawned as he flicked on the lights to his daughter’s room.
“There’s a monster in my room.”
Lenny was about to tell his little girl there weren’t any monsters in her bedroom when he heard a noise coming from the small crawlspace that ran along the back wall. The Poland family had just moved into the old farm house. Sick of city life, and wanting a better, safer life for his daughter, Lenny had taken a new job so they could move.
“Daddy!” she cried out once more when the thump came again.
It was definitely a thump, not a creak like old houses usually make. Lenny walked over to his daughter’s bed and picked up the little pink flashlight she kept on her nightstand.
“Everything is all right, Alice. It’s just an old house making noise.” He kissed her on the head to assure her.
Lenny didn’t have a clue what the sound really was. Maybe a wild animal like a raccoon had somehow sneaked in? Lenny was a little unsure of himself when he grabbed the knob on the crawlspace door, but he had to look brave for his kid.
With a deep breath in, he turned the handle and opened it.
Nothing came out. Lenny shined the light around the unfinished crawlspace. He didn’t see anything but insulation.
“Nothing in he—” Lenny stopped when he heard the noise again. He followed the sound with his light until it came to a pair of yellow eyes. He crawled in to see what animal had gotten into the house. When he got close, Lenny was relieved to see it was only a cat. “Here, kitty-kitty.”
“A kitty?” Lenny’s daughter squealed from her bed. “Can I keep it?”
“Gotcha!” he said as he leapt for the cat, but his hands grabbed nothing. He had no time to think about what had just happened, because the beams underneath him gave way. He saw the flashlight falling ahead of him, twisting and turning, casting its light down an endless black hole. Lenny fell and spun at the same time, a sickening ride he wasn’t ready for. The darkness of the crawlspace went away, filling with a blinding light, a light that gave off a blue glow. Colors danced in the tunnel, like it was a living thing. Lenny spun out of control for what felt like forever until he passed out.
Lenny awoke on what felt like solid ground, his head pounding. He blinked a couple of times before his vision became clear again. A giant white rabbit in a business suit stood over him.
I must have hit my head pretty bad.
The rabbit turned his head from side to side as he took in Lenny. Lenny fought his pounding head to sit up and try to get ahold of things. The rabbit raised its right arm and shoved a watch in Lenny’s face.
“You’re late,” he said in a calm tone. “Very, late indeed.”
“Wait…what?” Lenny shook his head in disbelief.
“You are late,” the rabbit repeated like he was speaking to a child.
“Late for what?”
“No time, no time,” the strange creature said as he pulled Lenny to his feet. “She’s waiting for you.”
“Who is waiting?” Lenny pushed away from the rabbit and stood his ground. “What the hell is going on here?”
“The Queen,” the well-dressed bunny answered.
“The Queen…” Lenny repeated under his breath. “The Queen of what? And why does she want to see me?”
“The Queen of Hearts dumb, dumb, what other queen is there?”
Lenny ran his hands over his face.
“Please come,” the rabbit said as he turned to leave. “Her majesty won’t be happy if her date never shows.”
“Tick, tock,” he said without turning around.
Lenny stared at the giant bunny for a moment before following. He landed in a whole new world where the sky was light purple and the clouds looked to be alive. Hell, even the trees and grass seemed odd.
I feel like I’m on drugs. This is just a dream. And since it was a dream, he didn’t see any harm in looking around.
To read the full story and more Clock-inspired, Alice Horror, check out Clockwork Wonderland.