Witchblood
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About the Book
Hell with the lid taken off. That was how Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania was perceived during the latter part of the nineteenth century when the entire city seethed as a boiling cauldron of molten steel, blackening the midday sky with endless clouds of ash and soot. In 1901, beneath the thick haze of manganese dust—a byproduct of the steel industry, known to have caused severe cases of dementia and schizophrenia—an evil spirit was spawned among the immigrant slums and grossly polluted rivers. This evil entity quickly found a suitable host in the heart of a man named Edvard Danziger, a shrewd and cutthroat businessman from Germany‘s Black Forest region. He was given the dark gifts of Saurian necromancy and mind-control along with the powerful wings of an obsidian gargoyle. Using these demonic and wicked tools, he was able to seduce and ultimately destroy a young witch who had strayed from the powerful Rosetta Coven. Her name was Sybil, and she quickly, and mercifully, succumbed to a frightening end, but not before her womb was used to produce an offspring in Edvard’s terrible likeness. Today, a hundred years later, his legacy lives on, generation after inbred generation, a malevolent worm festering within the wicked heart of the gargoyles molded in his twisted image, blackened creatures devoted only to breeding with the angelic Witchblood, cultivating the ultimate demonic epiphany.
Thirteen-year-old Angela Danziger is a living testament to this tragic propagation. She´s an albino with clipped wings and a propensity to cut herself with razor blades to feel she´s alive within her mortal coil. She´s called the blessed Moonchild by mystics and witches alike. In her own special way she´s a beautiful young lady, a true messenger of God. She´s also the Saurians´ next intended victim, the one they believe able to produce an Antichrist if bred with the rutting gargoyle, her own father, Hector Danziger.
Nicholas Embury is her natural Watcher, or guardian, whether he likes it or not. Discovered by Angela´s mother, Michele Danziger, Nicholas, twenty-five, is dragged kicking and screaming out of an alcohol-induced state of suicidal despair. He and Michele become lovers and, with her help, he stops drinking and learns to fly straight. He starts to feel things totally alien to him: happiness, love, and a real purpose to his otherwise wretched life. Over time, he learns of his own lineage steeped in the Witchblood and how he came to be chosen as the Moonchild´s appointed protector. But with an alcoholic mother on the verge of dying, he´s not sure if he´s strong enough emotionally to accept such an immense responsibility. As he´s drawn further and further into the dark and surreal world of the Witchblood, he realizes he hasn´t much choice except to face his own demons, his own past, and his own inherent powers embedded in the blood.
About the Author
Timothy Whitfield was born and raised in southwestern Pennsylvania, and has lived most of his life there. Today, living near Pittsburgh––and the infamous Monongahela River–– with his two cats, Leo Longtail and Claudia, he’s busy working on the second book in the haunting Witchblood series.