Above her the malevolent beasts looked down – menacing and evil, wise and omnipotent. The moonlight felt like a burning sun on her back as it revealed her silhouette. Nervously she attempted to retrieve the contents, panting and panicking in equal measure. The contents of her bag spilled to the floor, gold goblets, ancient plates, amulets and ornate knives clanking onto the paving, shimmering in the moonlight. As she reached the ground she lost her grip, falling and misjudging her distance from the ground she fell, damaging her foot, tearing her backpack on one of the prominent spikes. She carefully lowered herself, keeping a keen eye on the ground below. The walls around her and the gate itself were steep. Now she must retain her nerve and get back in and get it! Clutching her backpack she pulled herself upward then swung herself over the top, keeping hold of the rope. On breaking in earlier she knew she had dropped the most valuable goblet. She was returning to what she believed originally from tip-offs in the criminal underworld would be a successful hunting ground. Their expression mocked her seeming greed. The gargoyles seemed to be laughing at her, at least in her imagination, as she struggled. She reached for the rope she had attached previously to the spikes at the top of the gate, above the staring gargoyles. When she reached the gate she stopped, having been there only minutes before. A figure was lit in the moonlight, a young woman, moving erratically, her feet echoing and thudding around the old stonewalls. Outside shuffling could be heard on the steps to the looming tower. There was a stirring inside the Germanic tower of the mansion its gothic castle style façade looked bleak and uninviting. The demons carved in the ornate gate were surrounded by rune symbols, greeting any knowing visitor. Carved by the main gate, gargoyles stared downward along the walls, vying for attention from the ancient god Odin who looked on from beyond our earthly realm. Strange sounds echoed around the dark looming fortress from the River Oder.
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It was a night full of moonlight, and it filled the sky of a bleak Berlin Landscape. They masterminded the “Coming Race” ideology and “Storm troopers of Satan” phrase, yet the former was derived simply from a work of fiction they believed to be rooted in truth. A power and force that could heal, change, and destroy beings and things. The Thule Society included Adolf Hitler and Heinrich Himmler as members. The ‘Devil’s Bible’ really exists, so called because of its large frontispiece illustration of the Devil and the medieval legend surrounding its creation.
Real life conspiracy theories are combined with Norse myth and a fantasy world to bring you a controversial heart stopper thriller with a science fiction twist. Part romance, part conspiracy thriller, involving Nazi‘s, the mysterious cults of the “Thule Society“, and the “Devils Bible“, supernatural forces and conspiracies combine, leading Bob and his companions into danger and a confrontation with the ancient Vril power… An evil that will engulf her and reach out remorselessly to her husband Bob as he is literally haunted by his wife after her mysterious death, and tries to discover her fate and what lies beneath the ancient legend of the VRIL CODEX… Until she is touched by an occult evil more terrifying than anything she has ever known. Until she notices that something very sinister is happening…
It is both a force for good or a force for evil and the cult that surrounds it will do anything to secure that power…įor famous journalist Jane Wilkinson, a peaceful architectural assignment in Berlin is a chance for some much needed relaxation. Vril is a force which to believers can heal or destroy beings and things. In the first novel ever written about Vril and the Nazi’s, enter a strange subterranean world brought to life, as we enter the weird world of the immortal called Helena Hister… Chilling nightmare horror in the dark bleak landscape of Berlin…