Posted by: Alastair Rosie | August 8, 2014

Chapter Nine Excerpt – Angel of Mercy

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Some people will always love, some people never lose hope, some people never die…

This excerpt is from The Chronicles of the Grey Raven. Book One, Angel of Mercy, now available on Smashwords and Amazon and Amazon UK


Sunday, January 19th, 2014

I’m sitting at home reading over what I’ve written over the last week. It’s patchy in places but I’m liking where it’s all heading. If I was to actually write a real book then it would obviously be longer but mom said to just write what comes into my head, it’s not like it’s gonna be read by some critic from the New York Times. She’s gone out to the movies with Tom McIntyre. He’s a detective inspector with the CID here in Glasgow and he wouldn’t mind me saying he looks like a detective. He and mom have been friends for the last year after she saved his life and inadvertently outed herself. It could have spelled the end of her career as a doctor and another faked death but Tom is what she calls a typical Glaswegian. He’s as tough as nails but with a heart of gold and the ability to roll with the punches and adjust to new ideas.
His first meeting with a vampire came when she had to cut a hole in him and pump his heart by hand during a power surge. She was doing some shifts out at Western General back then and the emergency generator failed to kick in straight away forcing her to resort to more primitive methods. To cut to the chase, her fangs protruded slightly, it’s a vampire reflex action to extreme pressure or danger, not the fact that there was a lot of blood about and Tom came back to his body and nearly had a second heart attack. It could have ended badly but mom has a way of explaining herself, I know that from experience and now they’re best friends. He comes once a fortnight for dinner and she looks forward to his visits, it’s not like they’re dating although I can tell he likes her. They’re good company for each other and that takes me back to the spring of 2011.

When my stepmom’s plane went down a part of me died, Cat was my world. In her place she left us to her friends, the Grey Ravens. Over the years I slowly came to realise her death was a mere facade. When we were reunited I learned the truth about Clan Grey Raven and her remarkable history. Some people will always love. Some people never lose hope. Some people never die…
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