Not once in her life did farm girl Renee Crocker, imagine she would encounter a world found only in the minds of myth-seeking men. Although what they sought were not always unheard of in other parts of the world, those very things they found would all be a complete mystery to the town folk of Burkett, Texas. Renee’s life changed late one evening during supper, when a handsome stranger came knocking on the door of the Crocker family farm house… and was invited inside. It didn’t take long for Renee to discover a great number of things that people in her neck of the woods couldn’t even begin to contemplate. The dark of night took on a whole new meaning and the once vulnerable, young country woman finds herself struggling to survive in a world that demand she live forever in darkness.

Renee thought she had gone through the worse nightmare thought possible, but little did she know that more danger lurked in every shadow. Her intentions were to go back to Cuba and fulfill a promise made to ‘the two’ that helped her escape an unbelievable hell. What she discovers on her return, changes her destiny and places her on a path that could only be imagined by the morbidly insane. Many questions remain… will she be able to fulfill the needs that have taken hold of what little heart she has left? Can the faith of a country girl turned breeder, with the help of those who would follow her into hell itself… be enough? Or will they find themselves in a situation that no one could get them out of?

Many things had come to pass long before their journey began, and they knew the time had come to seek for others. The wicked ways of the Bloodbreeders had to be stopped even if it meant they would breathe their last breath in the efforts to make that happen. For centuries many had endured unspeakable acts and heinous torture at the hands of those they were forced to call “Master”. Renee was not one who could sit by and watch it continue. Not if she could do something to bring this madness down. Abducted not long after she was brought into this world of darkness, she fortunately fared better than most and did not witness years of abuse as the others had, and used that to her advantage. Now Renee had gathered a small group who would follow her into hell itself to see the Bloodbreeder world change and change for the good of all. Even if it meant they had to travel the world killing the wicked to set the innocent free…no matter who may die along the way.

The time had finally come for Renee to face the one thing that she had searched for, even more, than those who met their demise at the end of her blade. What else will she find in the dark, dank, tunnels under the city of London, England? What lies beneath its depths other than the sinister occurrences of its long past? Dealing with seeing her maker for the first time, Renee soon finds out that the evils of London are not the only thing causing her to question; not only the order of power in the city and their deeds… but, the ways of her beloved, Martin. Most in the small bloodbreeder group know they have to use more mental strategy than their weapons if they are to gain control of the entire surrounding area, but others disagree. If any harms an innocent, let the punishment fit the crime. How many will pay with their dark lives for the unthinkable acts done in the secrecy of night? Excerpt: I knew the smell was getting thicker. It was a scent that my senses would never be rid of, but actually seeing the stacked up bodies, decaying one on top of another was a different story altogether. Each, in many different stages of decomposition, showed the length of time this area had been used for a human dumping ground. It was also all one needed to bend over and lose the contents that were boiling in a sea of eruptive acid. I was cleaning my mouth with the back of my hand, desperately willing the next wave of nausea to pass by without turning the liquid left in my belly upside down again, when I noticed Jacob, the man of steel, heaving with his back turned to the room, having faced the gore of bodies dead on…no pun intended. He stood up, leaned on the wall, and then looked back, asking, “Who wants to go first?” It was that statement that churned the last stomach remains and I lost it right there, getting old blood on Gavin’s feet. He took in a deep breath of air, which was the wrong thing to do, and turned throwing up on the wall behind him. “Is there no other way?” Tanda asked, holding the bottom of her shirt over the entire lower half of her face. “If we want to go all the way back and let them see us coming through the front door,” Jacob replied, looking a little green around the gills. “I do not want to do this either, but it will make us more appealing to the ones we come across.” “I plan on killing ‘em, not impressing them with how putrid I can get,” Sydney added, with us all nodding in agreement. Cates growled out a guttural roar and charged into the unbelievably thick layers of blood, bone and flesh with the worse thing of all being the slime that was making its own lake of decaying body fluids that was several feet into where we now stood. There were sounds of sliding in the remains of others, the grinding of his huge legs breaking through soft tissue, and crunching bone ringing out, as Cates forced his massive form into and over the mound that was just as wide as it was thick. “Climb my back, but do not use my head,” he spoke softly. “Sentries, about a hundred yards away, don’t think they’re breeders, but who could tell by the senses.” Then he glared back. “Will I be like this until I join the dead’s placement…move!”