“It is not known precisely where angels dwell—whether in the air, the void, or the planets. It has not been God’s pleasure that we should be informed of their abode.” —Voltaire
The Drac had grown weary in its new human body. Taking it had been somewhat challenging.
As he drove, the human consciousness within professed its newly found loyalty.
Truth resides in the Shadow of the Seventh Aspect.
The human’s mind had fully succumbed to his corruption, accepted his embrace.
“Yes, my love,” the Drac said.
As he turned the car onto the suburban street, a clichéd scene welcomed him into yet another fragile human sanctuary. Neat rows of squared lawns with darting sprinklers and pruned trees faded into the distance. Even with their opulent variety, the well-kept homes still managed to all look the same. It unsettled him that adult humans insisted on creating such a childish fantasy of a life. It was a tableau of dishonest happiness, a façade shrouding collective delusions of safety. We’ll enlighten them all soon enough, he thought.
A couple with a stroller came down the sidewalk toward the oncoming car and waved. Their bleached smiles flashed like gleaming beacons of their superficial acknowledgement. The Drac turned to avoid the salutation, leaving them to enjoy their offense at the snub.
They’ll wonder why I didn’t wave back. We’re going to dinner at their house next week.
“You needn’t worry about that, my love. We have more important things to do right now."
He pulled the car into the driveway, his fingers clenching the steering wheel to steady his trembling hands. The home dwarfed those around it. A cobblestone walkway and columned porch invited visitors into the gratuitous symbol of wealth. A typical display of unjustified, upper middle class hubris, he thought.
Why are we home? I’m not supposed to be back until tomorrow.
“I told you. We’re here to surprise your wife and children.”
A glance at the rearview mirror revealed his shifting appearance. As predicted, his presence had begun to distort the man’s body at a much faster rate than normal. The area around his eyes had darkened, and his skin had lost its flush. A small patch of black had already started to emerge on his cheek. He was quickly depleting the sustenance the man’s essence supplied.
"I wish you could see how finally beautiful we would become, my love. Such a beautiful creature we would be together. Pity. Now where are the flowers?” He stretched toward the backseat to retrieve a bundle of fresh roses.
Cathy loves roses.
“She does, my love," the Drac said. "Now remember what we discussed. Killing your family today will bring you The Shadow’s love. Ignore their screams.”
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As Sam reached for the bell, the door gave way with a light breeze. Cassie searched his face for instruction. He lifted his finger to his lips in response, squinting as he stepped forward and peered through the crack. A reflexive surge in glutamate rushed through his body—fear. He closed his eyes and mentally submitted his...
The Seventh Aspect weaves a narrative around some of the more common alien conspiracy theories, and the mythology of alien/human interactions. This is the first novel of a trilogy that traces our interactions with extraterrestrials in the past, present, and future.
The Arcturians hold the answers to the mysteries of God, death, and the universe itself. They search the galaxy for species with whom they can share their knowledge—but only those that their research deems worthy.
As the Arcturian Curator of Earth, Sam is responsible for the evaluation of the human species. His findings will determine if the Arcturians will share their wisdom, and purge humanity of all its problems. Having lived among us in human form for thousands of years, proving our worth to the Arcturians has been his life’s work. But the Arcturians aren’t here alone…
The Draconis, a race of demonic alien entities, have battled the Arcturians for control of the human race since man first walked. They don’t want to simply dominate or eliminate us. They want to do something much worse.
So far, the Arcturians have been able to prevent the Draconis’ attempts to seize our world. But when the Draconis succeed in killing one of his human subjects, Sam discovers his adversaries have developed a horrifying new way to control all of humanity. Sam must find a way to stop the Draconis’ shocking new plan, and identify the emergence of the Seventh Aspect in humans before it’s too late. If he fails, the Arcturians will have no choice but to abandon the Earth—forcing him to exterminate his beloved humans to protect the rest of the galaxy.
When I challenged… demanded… straight up told (D: all of the above) PH James live on Drinkshares: Last Call to post excerpts of the Seventh Aspect, I meant it when I said I needed to read this, just as I mean it now: I NEED TO READ THIS! From the very first chapter PH James has you writhing from his visceral descriptions, laughing at his use of levity in breaking tension, and devouring the words as your mind reels them into movie-esque visuals from his natural flowing prose. Thank you for sating my need, PH. I was not disappointed. And, as readers, neither will you be.