There are nightmares to consider and souls to be lost. Dynan lives within a shell of his own making. A place devoid of light. Every moment is a struggle to rediscover who he is. He's forced to run farther...

There are no holes in space. None to hide in. None where it's safe. The difference between living and dying is measured one instant to the next. On the run, Dynan Telaerin's responsibilities increase...

Bodies lay strewn on the Throne Room floor. Blood pools on black marble. Seeping down through the merest cracks, one fatal drop touches the Sacred Seal. A hole in the fabric of time opens. The demon's...

It isn't so easy to kill a telepath. Or contain him. Those that hold absolute evil shielded from the world, fight to restore tenuous balance against a force they can no longer control.Reality mingles...

His hunger must be satiated. He is a ruthless killer. He'll stop at nothing to see his vision fulfilled.  Through the power of his mind...On the barest strand of thought...He has the ability to seek them...

Some evil is necessary to negate others. Behind the veil that separates the living from the dead, the teeming horde waits. An evil will slithers across the divide, searching for the weak, commanding them....

Chaos reigns. Action and reaction join to swing the pendulum toward anarchy and destruction. The Demon lurks in the dark recesses. The possibility exists that it can't be destroyed. Evil will endure....