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Zusatztext Praise for the Novels of Vampire Earth: “I wouldn’t miss a book of his Vampire Earth series. They’re great.”—Charlaine Harris “Knight’s terrifying future world is an epic canvas on which he paints a tale of human courage, heroism, and yes, even love.”—Jay Bonansinga, New York Times Bestselling Coauthor of The Walking Dead: Rise of the Governor “E. E. Knight is a master of his craft. His prose is controlled but interesting, and his characters are fully formed and come to life.”—Science Fiction Weekly Informationen zum Autor E. E. Knight was born in Wisconsin, grew up in Minnesota, and now calls Chicago home, where he abides in domestic felicity with his family and assorted pets. He is the author of the Vampire Earth novels ( March in Country , Winter Duty , Fall with Honor ) and the Age of Fire novels ( Dragon Champion , Dragon Avenger , Dragon Outcast ). Klappentext National bestselling author E. E. Knight revisits the Vampire Earth to tell a tale about David Valentine's fellow freedom fighter Ahn-Kha.... Captured and sold to the Kurian-allied Maynes Conglomerate to work as a slave in the coal mines of Appalachia! Ahn-Kha is angered and appalled by the dangerous working conditions and the brutal treatment inflicted upon his fellow miners. When a protest against shortages is deliberately and bloodily suppressed! Ahn-Kha sets himself against the ruling Maynes family and sets out on a trail of vengeance through the Coal Country. The people of the Coal Country now have a leader—a powerful and battle-hardened leader determined to forge them into an army that will wage guerrilla warfare against the Maynes family and their Kurian masters—and free the Appalachians from their tyranny.... Leseprobe The Curtain Rises I gave myself up for dead when the bullets ripped out the back of our fleeing four- wheel drive. They cut through the back panel, glass, and my flesh with the ease you’d expect of steel-jacketed high-velocity rounds. I would draw my last breath on the traditional human holiday of Halloween, having seen forty-two years. The Kentucky soil of the Ohio Basin would absorb my blood, and I would join my mate, our children, and the ancestors after a brief period of suffering. I have been told to begin this account in medias res. Were it up to me, I would open this memoir with a brief account of my background as a Xeno, a species foreign to this earth, yet born here nevertheless, and, as I noted, the first of my family born on our new homeworld. I would name myself the son of a people lied into war and rewarded for their losses with poisoned land and broken treaties. I’m told I came into life in the year 2031 in the normal manner for a Golden One, letting out healthy yapping cries and covered in fine, translucent hair, born in the house of my father and uncles on the banks of the Missouri River, the old state designation of Nebraska. A prophecy of the stains of my birth said I would make my mark among men in strange lands. Some account of my early years as a trader and then later as a speaker for my people would explain my ability with English, the most common tongue of the humans of my region. My rise into the Golden Ones’ councils at a young age might give you some reason to accept the facility of my senses and judgment. My scars in the war against the Kurian Order remain for all to see, even if they are faded and camouflaged by an old Grog’s sags and wrinkles. The lies endured, the losses suffered by my people, including the murder of my beloved and our family, would explain my affiliation with our common cause, when this extraordinary world’s even more extraordinary people rose and rid us of those who treated us as livestock. We think, though I have reason to wonder. But that takes me beyond this narrative. I would ...
