The Siren Wakes
J.A. Hayman
Mystery/Thriller
Clean Reads
August 10, 2016
Alex Nicholls wakes in a field with no recollection of how he got there. The police accuse him of lying about his identity and believe he has a sickness which is plaguing the nation.
Forced on the run from a corrupt government Alex is set on a journey to find the truth be-hind his identity and the truth behind the sickness which haunts him.
Who can you trust.. when you can’t trust yourself?
Forced on the run from a corrupt government Alex is set on a journey to find the truth be-hind his identity and the truth behind the sickness which haunts him.
Who can you trust.. when you can’t trust yourself?
Excerpt
“Adversity makes men, prosperity makes
monsters.” —Victor Hugo
A deep crimson washed across the steel. The
shattered glass glinted in the light. So much blood. I just remember the
incredible amount of blood. My eyes were wide in horror, but I couldn’t drag
myself away. I stood transfixed, the screech of the wheels ingrained in my mind
and his bugged-out eyes as he reached for me. It wasn’t my fault; how was I to
know what would happen? Anyone else could have tried to help. I thought it over
again and again, but if it wasn’t my fault, why couldn’t I shake the heavy
guilt weighing down my shoulders?
Five minutes earlier
The station was bustling with people. Not a
surprise. I shuffled through the crowd to my platform and waited with as much
patience as I could muster; I could feel my morning coffee giving a much-needed
boost to my system. I knew it was a bad habit, but I didn’t want to fix it. I
looked at my watch, a gift from my father. The train was never on time so I
always headed out to work early. So in spite of any delays I could still arrive
on time. The chatter of the station did nothing to help my dawning headache; I
clutched at my head and saw a businessman looking at me without sympathy. Jerk.
No one actually wanted to be here, but it wasn’t by choice, more by necessity.
About the Author
Native
to the UK, I was born in the Garden of England in the early 90s.
I
was creative from a young age, always wrapped up in my own world and fantasies.
I was a big reader from a young age, reading Les Miserables and Lord of the
Rings while I was still in primary school.
I
was fortunate enough to be able to travel a lot in my youth, from Hong Kong to
Houston I experienced the world and gained a greater perspective of the world
outside my small woodland village I grew up in.
In
secondary school I was told I was too cynical to be a writer and was put off
writing for many years.
Instead
I pursued a degree in Physical Geography, gaining my Masters degree in late
2015.
University
gave me time to really discover myself as a person. Allowing me to pursue my
passions and dreams to their fullest. I want to share my stories and ideas with
the world. As a child I hungrily devoured fiction and now I will help feed the
minds of others.
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