Bøger af Gideon Masters

Outraged at the rape of Helen, the angels are in revolt. Cariel has forged an alliance with Captain Baker and the crew of the Fairweather, to tie up Semayaza in a distraction attack on the cloud city, creating precious time for Baliel to rally enough forces among the fallen, to lay siege to the lord of angels in his stronghold. Without their goddess, however, this is a strategy of desperation and likely failure.In the meantime, Eve is struggling soul deep, against the mudslide of obliviate transcendence, and can barely condense sufficient coherent thought, to maintain her sense of self; even in the vastnesses at the edge of infinity. She finds strength, comfort, and an unlikely ally, in the creature Ouroboros. Together they enter the earthly realm, but it's confines are crushing, her need, desperate to explode into the infinite call of oblivion. With the stricken Cariel at her side, she finds temporary release for the expansion of her essence, in the unformed void of Quantum space, but its uncertain improbability is a two edged sword that could threaten existence itself. With divine, demonic, angelic, and human aid, and the improbable appearance of a submissive and loyal artificial intelligence, Eve conceives a plan; to mould the probability of the quantum void, into the perception of her transcendent will, and thus create a vast sub nano space, solidified within the spiritual matrix of sentient life. Her plan relies on the ignorance of all those who would help her, willingly or not. To some extent this includes herself. She will need to visit, draw on, and manipulate, many wonderful and surreal worlds, and many entities, if her plan is to have any chance of highly improbable success.

What do you do when you're dying? You've tried every conceivable trial and crank cure and travelled the world to do it. You've blown all your savings, all to no avail. The wife you love faces a future without you and no money. If you're a man of action, you seize any opportunity, however insane, to safeguard your wife and to take your mind off things. So when John read the crazy advertisement in the paper: "EXPERT BODYGUARD REQUIRED. HIGH POSSIBILITY OF DEATH. LEAVE FOR FOREIGN PARTS WITHIN THE WEEK. THREE MONTHS OR LESS, DEPENDENT ON ABILITY TO SURVIVE. £75,000." he, of course, applied. And when he met the gun toting lunatic who placed the advertisement, naturally he accepted the job. It was a lot of cash. His life was over anyway. How could he know it was also about to explode into a new beginning? A beginning filled with dense reality, sexuality and violence of dreams and nightmares.