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Chronicles of the Undead
Chronicles of the Undead
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Three generations bound together under a horrifying family secret.

Vampires exist.

Inside the personal journals of the Harrington family, watch a dark and dangerous odyssey unfold. Three members of this tormented family, Samuel, his son Edmund, and Edmund's daughter Charlotte, must come to terms with evil. Set during the 18th and 19th century in London, England, this family must struggle against horror as their lives intersect with supernatural forces. As two intriguing vampires befriend, manipulate, and play with all three souls, altering their lives forever.

Their fears, private confidences and weaknesses are revealed as one selfish act ends in horrific tragedy, with far-reaching consequences.

Who succumbs to the seduction and danger of the vampire?  Who grapples to combat the evil influence that permeates their lives? Find out in Chronicles of the Undead.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherA. F. Stewart
Release dateMay 9, 2018
ISBN9781386880028
Chronicles of the Undead
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A. F. Stewart

A steadfast and proud sci-fi and fantasy geek, A. F. Stewart was born and raised in Nova Scotia, Canada and still calls it home. The youngest in a family of seven children, she always had an overly creative mind and an active imagination. She favours the dark and deadly when writing—her genres of choice being dark fantasy and horror—but she has been known to venture into the light on occasion. As an indie author she’s published novellas and story collections, with a few side trips into poetry and non-fiction.

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    Chronicles of the Undead - A. F. Stewart

    Chronicles

    of the Undead

    Diaries of the Harrington Family

    A. F. Stewart

    Chronicles of the Undead

    Copyright © 2018 by A. F. Stewart

    No part of this book may be reproduced or distributed in any printed or electronic form without permission of the author.

    This is a work of fiction. All characters and events portrayed in this book are a product of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

    Edited by La Plume Writing Services

    Cover design by A. F. Stewart

    Website for A. F. Stewart:

    https://afstewart.ca/

    For the bloodsuckers enclave.

    Acknowledgments

    I would like to extend my many thanks to the following people for their advice and support during the creation of this book:  Minnette Meador, Desire Hendricks, and Rhetta Akamatsu. Their interest and kindness is much appreciated.

    Contents

    Samuel Harrington’s Diaries

    Edmund Harrington’s Diaries

    Charlotte Harrington’s Diaries

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    Samuel Harrington’s Diaries

    1793-1795

    London, England

    April 26, 1793.

    A rather uneventful day.

    I accomplished some profitable business at the Exchange; trade was excellent, a rare thing these days.  Owen’s coffeehouse was livelier than usual, very spirited with political debate and talk of the war.  It was quite enjoyable. 

    The vicar stopped in for a late afternoon visit.  He was brimming with accounts of our new neighbours, Henri Forain, and the cousin, Eleanor de Burgh.  The vicar seems to think they are foreign, of French origin he believes.  I do hope they are not Catholic; the vicar did not seem to think they were.  I know such things are not taken into much account these days, but one does have to have standards. 

    I wearily listened to Eliza at dinner, as she complained about the household accounts.  She never ceases to beg for more money.  I cannot reason why she has such trouble keeping expenses to a minimum.  She is the one who insisted we hire a cook and staff.  She must make do on the money that has been allowed.

    April 30, 1793.

    Eliza has invited those foreign neighbours to her card party tomorrow.  They are to be her honoured guests and she plans to make the proper introductions into our little neighbourhood community.  She is all aflutter over the details, and the household is in a domestic uproar.

    I do wish Eliza would not carry on so about her parties.  It is so tedious and annoying.

    May 2, 1793.

    Eliza’s little card party was quite the success; even I enjoyed myself.  Our favoured guests were witty and charming; utterly delightful.  Henri was particularly well versed in all manner of subjects.  It made for fine conversation.  He also has good taste in port, bringing an excellent vintage as a gift.  The cousin, Miss de Burgh, was likewise well mannered and poised, a proper lady.

    Both were excellent whist players; several of the other guests remarked on their skill.  I had the privilege of being partnered with Henri during the evening and the fortune to have the winning hands as a result.  I do enjoy a lively card game with a good partner.

    I fear our neighbours may be in slightly ill health, though, as both were of rather a pale complexion.  And they did not seem to partake much of the cheese and wine that was served.

    I may suggest a good elixir to restore their vigour.

    May 7, 1793.

    I talked to Henri again this day. 

    He kindly thanked me for the invitation and remarked on the fine time he had enjoyed. I replied it had been our pleasure to have him as a guest, and would happily extend another invitation.  He seemed quite pleased.

    As such, I informed Eliza to make a point of inviting both Henri and Eleanor to her next card party; she was ecstatic.  Eliza so lives for her entertainments and it does keep her quite occupied, for which I am thankful.

    May 9, 1793.

    Eliza has arranged for a family outing tomorrow evening.  She insists we take the children to Vauxhall.  I am sure Flora will enjoy it and I am equally certain Edmund would much rather be carousing with his friends.  I would prefer to stay at home, but Eliza insists. She says this will be one of the few times we have together as a family before Edmund goes off to Oxford.

    May 10, 1793.

    Vauxhall was tedious, crowded and a wasted expense.  Of course, Eliza loved it, and Flora was swept up in the whole garish entertainment.  Edmund strayed from our little party, no doubt trysting in the shadows with some gullible young lady.

    May 11, 1793.

    I ran into Henri today at the bookshop.  It seems we have similar taste in books; we both take an interest in the works of William Blake.  We shared the walk back to Holburn Street and had the most lively, invigorating discussion.

    May 12, 1793.

    The vicar was in rare form this morning at services.  He preached soundly on morality and family, a subject I heartily approve, but I would have preferred to do without the lecture on the sins of the brothels.  There is nothing wrong with a gentleman indulging on occasion.

    I will say, though, the vicar did hold the congregation spellbound; even Edmund did not fidget in the pew.  Perhaps that year abroad has instilled some decorum in the young man.  My darling Flora was the perfect angel, as always.  She has become quite the lady at seventeen, with her mother’s fair and delicate features.  Thank heavens she has not inherited her disposition.  Eliza even managed some cheer; the vicar had informed her before services she was on the ladies’ committee to raise funds for foundlings.

    Disappointing that neither Henri nor Eleanor came to services.  The vicar thinks they may indeed be Catholic after all; such a pity.  I hope I can overlook that flaw, for Henri is such an interesting gentleman.

    May 15, 1793.

    The vicar visited this morning.  He was rather disturbed regarding some neighbourhood disappearances that have happened recently.  It seems that some vagrants have

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