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Immortalis: The Immortalis Series, #1
Immortalis: The Immortalis Series, #1
Immortalis: The Immortalis Series, #1
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Immortalis: The Immortalis Series, #1

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An Epic Science Fiction/Horror tale set far out into the Galaxy


A story of ancient war, arcane secrets, tragic romance, and a Dark, Evil Force whose Rage is the Flame in which the Race of Man will Burn


For one man there is no escaping what he must face.

Former commander of Avalon's space fleet, the Star Chasers, Raif Harrison now looking after his ailing father Archer, a discovery about his past is revealed.

A meeting with an ancient known only as Michael, sets Raif on a path that will bring him face to face with an age-old evil once imprisoned, now set free by science, re-born, intent on revenge and destruction against those who imprisoned him and his race.

A secret organisation known only to a few as, The Brotherhood have waited for centuries for signs of an ancient prophecy lead by Peter Granger, sworn to stop it no matter what the cost.

With time running out Raif must fight an unimaginable horror that threatens his family, Sofia the woman he loves, homeworld and beyond. 

The war for supremacy has begun. But who will survive it?
 


A fast paced, plot driven book filled with corruption, betrayal and the perfect mix of Sci-fi & Horror that will grip you to its climactic end.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherG M Sherwin
Release dateMay 26, 2017
ISBN9781386981848
Immortalis: The Immortalis Series, #1
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G M Sherwin

G M Sherwin was born and raised in a small village in West Yorkshire and still lives in the north of England with his wife, 3 children and 2 cats, Milo and Bumble.  He has spent much of his working life in management for various industries, mainly in the manufacturing and distribution sectors. He wasn’t greatly academic while younger, with the exception of enjoying English, but it was while at school that he penned his first short story which gave him a taste for writing. And it was a love of the Albert Einstein quote, ‘there comes a point in your life when you have to stop reading other people books and write your own’ which spurred him on to write his first book Immortalis. In the future, he hopes to go on to write many more books and that he will be able to entertain a large following of readers with them. When he isn’t working G M Sherwin enjoys spending time with his young family.  And if he gets any time to himself he likes to relax with a good book and a glass of red wine.  He is also a passionate film buff and loves anything out of the normal, the paranormal or sci-fi related. You can follow him on Facebook or email gary@gsherwin.com

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    Immortalis - G M Sherwin

    Dedication

    For My Wife Jodie who has stood by me through all of this with my three children

    About the Author

    GM Sherwin was born and raised in a small village in West Yorkshire and still lives in the north of England with his wife, 3 children and 2 cats, Milo and Bumble.  He has spent much of his working life in management for various industries, mainly in the manufacturing and distribution sectors.

    He wasn’t greatly academic while younger, with the exception of enjoying English, but it was while at school that he penned his first short story which gave him a taste for writing.

    And it was a love of the Albert Einstein quote, ‘there comes a point in your life when you have to stop reading other people's books and write your own’ which spurred him on to write his first book Immortalis.

    In the future, he hopes to go on to write many more books and that he will be able to entertain a large following of readers with them.

    When he isn’t working G M Sherwin enjoys spending time with his young family.  And if he gets any time to himself he likes to relax with a good book and a glass of red wine.  He is also a passionate film buff and loves anything out of the normal, the paranormal or sci-fi related.

    Thank you for taking the time to read my book. If you would like to keep up to date on the latest news and insights into future books, please feel free to sign up to my newslettergsherwin.com

    I don’t give out any emails to third parties nor will I bombard your inbox with dozens of emails that is my promise. You will only hear from me as and when I have updates on new releases or books of a similar genre that may interest you.

    Prologue

    The two explorers looked at the path ahead in awe. Statues were carved into the walls, towering at least a hundred feet high from foot to head. The older of the two men counted thirteen on either side of the temple. Each as menacing as the one before it. Faceless creatures gazing down on the onlooker. A sense of foreboding pervaded the colossal structure they both stood in. At the end of the row of statues there appeared to be an altar, and like everything else within this hidden place, its size was immense.

    Dr Finella was the first to speak. ‘Deavan, just look at this place—no human has ever seen such a thing!’

    He approached the carved altar before him, sliding his hand over the intricate details and symbols. It wasn’t any language he recognised but the symbols themselves were disturbing.

    They depicted creatures unlike anything he had seen in any research data. They towered above humanoid figures and devoured them, ripping others limb from limb.

    At the centre of all these graphic displays of violence was a planet-like object surrounded by spheres all moving outward. What could it mean?

    The younger man stood gazing around the vast temple. Was this the place he’d seen in his dreams, the voices he’d heard beckoning him? He dared not share this with anyone before they set off on the expedition for fear he would not have been allowed to join his professor. His mentor would not have understood. Not at all. He felt strangely at home in this alien place. Something about it was familiar. Welcoming even.

    ‘Deavan!’

    The old man's voice nudged the student back to the present.

    ‘Yes, professor. Sorry, it's just—’ He wasn't allowed to finish the sentence as the impatient professor beckoned him to come look at the altar he knelt at.

    The data drones were recording all areas of the temple. Lights illuminating the dark corners revealed more craftwork amongst the statues, all equally horrifying in detail. The one above the professor’s head detailed all the information on the altar as the old man dictated his newfound evidence.

    ‘What do you see here, Deavan? What are the pictures telling you?’

    ‘I see a battle. A war,’ he replied as he studied the etchings.

    The professor stared at his student’s face for a moment. His pallid complexion looked even paler down in this primordial hall.

    ‘Intriguing. What’s your view as you look closer?’ he said, peering closely at his student’s expression.

    Deavan leaned in closer. He saw what his mentor was hoping for. A symbol they had not seen on their homeworld.

    ‘Ah—now you see it!’ the elated man finally exclaimed.

    A perfect circle with two human or humanoid figures lying within as though in the womb, twins almost.

    Deavan watched the professor’s delight at his discovery. Yet he could not shake that annoying thought at the back of his mind. He knew this place. But he had never been here before. He had felt its presence calling him even from the ship as he approached the planet before descent. He hadn’t dared to share his thoughts with anyone on the expedition for fear of ridicule. Of course, he would have sounded ridiculous to all who heard his words. And that angered him. He was used to being the butt of people’s jokes from an early age. These days he had learnt to hide his annoyance and just go on with his own business.

    Yet here on this strange planet, he felt he somehow belonged. A newfound confidence swept over him like never-before. It was a strange sensation but he welcomed it. He didn’t care where it came from. He embraced it.

    While he was lost on his own thoughts, he hadn’t noticed that the rest of the group had joined them and was staring at the back of the temple.

    The professor was the first to move from his spot and towards the area of interest. Deavan was now aware of what was happening. He watched as the old man ran his hand over the wall in front of him. Looking at his colleague’s faces, he saw their horror. No, disgust was the right word. He too now saw what repulsed them.

    Discovery orbs illuminated the mural to reveal a scene depicting what he could only describe hell. There was no other way to put what he was seeing in the pictures. Rape, desecration and more depravity that he could ever have imagined possible. Figures of creatures wreaking unspeakable acts on humanoid men, women and children. Nothing was sacred in the picture before him.

    ‘This is horrific, professor. Why would anyone paint such a scene?’ Mark asked.

    Mark was the youngest of the exploration team and the most popular with the women. Witty and boyishly handsome. But here and now he looked like a scared boy lost without his parents at the playground.

    ‘Its imagery is remarkable as well as repulsive, but I suspect the civilisation that once resided here doted on their gods. Not that unfamiliar with older human cultures. Human sacrifice was well known even amongst the most civilised people of our past. Although I’ve never quite come across something as graphic as I can see here,’ the professor said.

    He didn’t turn to talk to his group but instead continued to run his fingers along the wall with deep fascination.

    ‘I hope you are recording this, Mark,’ said the professor.

    ‘Yes, yes, of course,’ he stammered.

    Deavan had moved past them all and was now beside the old professor. He too now reached out to touch the wall. He wasn’t prepared for what happened next.

    One

    Three . . . two . . . one

    The room erupted with cheers. Everyone rose to their feet and applauded the success that was occurring on the screen in front of them.

    ‘You’ve done it, professor!’ Ash said.

    ‘We’ve done it—all of us. Congratulations, everyone, and thank you for all your hard work that has brought us to this moment,’ said the professor.

    Ash watched his adopted father and recognised the relief and joy on his aged face. A white-haired and affable man, David Palmer stood a little shorter than the rest of the men in the room but still commanded a great deal of respect from all those around him. Widowed for the past ten years, the loss of his wife had taken its toll on the man. His passion was now his work and he had little time for anything else. Ash now rested his hand on the professor’s shoulder; he had a bond with this man like no other person in this lifetime.

    How he loved this man, Ash thought.

    Growing up with no family for most of his childhood, he had learned not to grow attached to anyone, but when this educated man had seen Ash’s potential, he took the young man under his wing and taught

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