Wednesday, March 4, 2015

#EggcerptExchange by Sharlene Almond - Initiated to Kill

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 Blurb -

Two men from different generations, both initiated into a powerful organisation that throughout history has sought control and uses their power for destruction. They leave behind a wake of murder, manipulation and ancient secrets.

The first man stalks women of the night in the Whitechapel district of London, England in the 19th century. While the other stalks his victims in the cosmopolitan city of Seville, Spain in the 21st century; knowing that only he could uncover the true motives of one of the world’s most infamous serial killers - Jack the Ripper.

Annabella Cordova quickly becomes embroiled in the conspiracy involving the university she studies at. When her roommate goes missing, it becomes very personal. Her past gradually unveils, as she is closer to this than she could have possibly imagined.
A childhood accident causing permanent deafness enables Annabella to use her other senses to read facial and body language; detecting lies in people, including suspects.

Andres Valero, the troubled detective, returns from forced leave, only to be faced with horrific crimes that brings his memories to the surface.

The novel continuously takes the reader back in time to the 19th century; creating a psychological profile of the man that wanders the London streets, his paintings depicting crimes only seen by a killer’s eyes. And a boy that’s continuously tormented by his own sadistic tendencies.
With Annabella and Andres combined, they must stop this person at any cost, and reveal a conspiracy hidden for centuries.

 Excerpt -


January, 1888

The solemn lodge hid from unworthy eyes, an unnoticeable forgotten place made of granite.

Two Sphinx-like granite lions with women’s heads peered down from the entrance of the lodge.
An “ankh” adorned the lion’s neck, entwined with a cobra. An image of a woman embellished
the neck and breast of the other lion, speaking of fertility and procreation.
Fervent men slowly make their way up the three levels of narrowing steps, passing under the
two Egyptian swords with curved serpentine blades, passing through the two tall bronze doors.
One man glanced up as he ascended the steps, silently mouthing, “the temple of the Supreme
Council Freemasons,” made of brass letters and set in stone. His gaze fell to the plaque cut in
stone, “Freemasonry Builds Its Temples in the Hearts of Men and Among Nations.”
Stone columns extend high above the entrance and partially conceal an image of an
Egyptian god, backed with radiating sun and flanked by six large golden snakes. He stepped past
the threshold of the lodge entirely made of marble, exotic wood, and statues carved from gold.
The ofting room decorated with many symbols, especially the serpent, and portraits of
famous and influential men, lined the walls. Illuminations flickered above the men, resembling
stars in the dark blue sky; the golden serpents silently watching in the blue heavens.
Slowly removing his clothes, wrapping the long black robe around him, placing a hood over
his head to partially conceal his face.
In the recesses of the ancient temple, an ornately decorated room filled with candles, lighted
the way for the men filing in. Dressed in long black robes, hands pressed solemnly together,
slowly the row of men trudge into the Temple room. Each with their face down, they instinctively
form a large circle in the room.
The room fell with a deathly silence; abruptly three knocks reverberated throughout the
room. The Worshipful Master spoke, “You will admit him in the name of the Grand Architect of
the Universe, and let him be placed in the West.”
Gradually the door creaks open, a young man enters with a black robe and the left knee and
breast exposed. The young man’s face is covered by a dark cloth and led around the circle by a
rope around his neck. The candidate is led to the oath of secrecy where the Worshipful Master
stands. A sword is pricked to the candidate’s left breast.
“As this is a prick to the flesh at this time, so may the remembrance of it be to your
conscience hereafter, should you ever attempt improperly to reveal any of the secrets with which
you are about to be entrusted.”
The group silently watch as the candidate is instructed to kneel with his left knee bare and
bent, his right foot forming a square and the body being erect in that square. The left hand
supports the Volume of the Sacred Law, compass and square and right hand placed thereon.
“‘Vouch safe Thine Aid, Almighty Father, Grand Architect of the Universe, to this our
present conviction. Grant that this Candidate for Masonry, now kneeling before thee, may
dedicate and devote his life to thy Service, and become a true and faithful Brother amongst us.
To this end endue him with such a competency of thy Divine Wisdom, that assisted by the secrets
of our Royal Masonic Art, he may be better enabled to display the beauties of true godliness to
the Honour and glory of Thy Most Holy Name.’ ”
“‘I do most solemnly and sincerely promise and swear to have my throat cut across, my
tongue torn out by the roots, and my body buried in the rough sands of the sea at low water
mark, where the tide ebbs and flows in twenty-four hours...should I ever knowingly or willingly
violate this my solemn oath or obligation as an Entered Apprentice Mason. So help me God.’ ”
The young man is then presented with white gloves and escorted to the pedestal in the East
to become an Entered Apprentice.
Throughout the ceremony another waited expectedly. Another man would join them, and this
man would be the one. He had done a lot to encourage them to allow this man to be initiated.
But he could never have foretold the events to come.
* * * *
A candlelit chamber houses a secret meeting where four men sit around a table, each
wearing the long black robes and only talking above a whisper.
“The time has come to make our stand and proclaim to our Brothers that it’s time. It’s our
time to cause such a panic, that people will not know whom to turn to. That the reliance on
religion and government will pass. It’s our time to take control, and whoever does not stand
behind us will fall.”
“Yes, we must give a sign to our Brothers that can only be recognized by them, something
that will forever change the world.”

Author short bio -

I live in Auckland, New Zealand with my two dogs. Although I have had

training in Beauty and Spa therapy, editing, journalism, animal behavior and photography, criminology and counselling; my main interest lies in writing novels which allows me to explore and learn about other eras and countries, creating characters that have deep rooted flaws, but uses those to achieve the end goal.


My inspiration for the historical aspect of my novels came by accident. When finishing writing my first novel and starting to edit it, I stumbled across a conspiracy theory, in which some believed the Freemasons were involved in the Jack the Ripper murders. From there, the historical aspect took shape, continuing throughout all the novels I write.


I hope that each novel I write doesn’t necessarily cause a person to believe in the conspiracy or myth, but challenges what they really believe could be possible. To everyone reads my books, I hope they can transport themselves back in time, learn more about the world around them, and maybe even question certain things they believe in.



As an author of historical/present day international thrillers, my books can challenge readers, as well as taking the reader on a journey throughout Europe and abroad.


Having studied in Criminology and Neuro Linguistic programming, in addition to doing a diploma course in body language, enables me to give an authentic feel to my characters, and the crimes committed. Because I’ve always been fascinated with human psychology, especially criminal psychology, I always include that element in every book I write.

My books don’t just cover the crimes committed, but what drove that person to commit those crimes? Examining their history, their weaknesses, childhood; all building up to why some of the most infamous crimes were perpetrated.

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