ONLY A COUPLE WEEKS LEFT FOR THE BOOK ON RR. I'M ALMOST DONE HERE WITH BOOK 1 AND THEIR ADVENTURE IN THE BEGINNINGS OF THE SYSTEM AND THE TUTORIAL. SO MAKE SURE TO CATCH UP AND FINISH BEFORE THEN, BLESSINGS AS IT WILL BE OFF TO AMAZON. THE ADVENTURES OF GIDEON, L'SANA AND ARI WILL CONTINUE IN BOOK 2 OF NOCTURNE -- EREBUS. THAT WILL BE WRITTEN HERE AS ALL OF MY BOOKS HAVE BEEN.

Warning --- Everything you are reading is the raw write as soon as I finish each chapter. I do not come to RR to build a Patreon crowd or other activities along those lines...There was not 30 Chapters written ahead, all with Full Edits on them to promote Patreon subscriptions which is what many people here do. They do full edit, polished, thirty chapters ahead before posting..From Chapter 1 on you are getting the raw writes.. I do not do a Full Edit until I finish the book...A Full Edit includes shifting or smoothing or changing plotting, fine tuning dialogue or reworking storylines....none of these will be done till I am done with the entire book....the most I do before posting each Chapter is a line edit, fixing typos, grammar, etc....

Nocturne -- Book 1 -- Umbral Savage (Similar to Primal Hunter and Defiance of the Fall)

A young man who has had a lifetime of loss, joins the FBI, then after two years, the HRT special unit. His last mission ends up with him being fired to salvage a politician's career that's being groomed for the Presidency. Gideon refuses to play ball. A military Black Ops unit attempts to permanently silence him. He survives the assassination attempt and vows vengeance. He becomes a vigilante, spending two years killing corrupt, high profile players, all with the goal to end the politician and the military and FBI leaders that began it. Then the system comes just as he gets close to his final goal, the Senator who started it all.

Gideon Sho -- The Umbral Savage.

Excerpt from Nocturne

A man of wealth and means sits at an ornate table in a high end luxurious hotel speaking into a cell phone, a malicious glint to his eyes as he closes another million dollar pharmaceutical merger.

He is blissfully unaware of the man behind him, in a black leather trench coat, a hood obscuring his face in deep shadow, a pistol with a suppressor aimed at the back of his head.

Both are frozen within the moment of moments, between a breath and sift of sand, one with the anticipation of a killer, the other, riding high upon the arrogance of wealth.

System Initializing….