Book Review: Enoch the Traveler Tempastas Viator by Lady Soliloque

I have been lucky enough to get my hands on an early copy of Lady Soliloque’s ‘Enoch the Traveler Tempastas Viator’ which is to be released in January 2014. If you loved Cassandra Clare’s ‘The Mortal Instruments’ then this is going to blow your mind. ‘Enoch the Traveler Tempastas’ takes theology and science fiction to the very edge and then over into a new dimension.

The story starts simply enough. The heroine Violette driving about in the fog concerned about her perpetually evasive sister. Any fans of paranormal fiction know that can’t be good. Fog is always bad. We’re soon rewarded with a body in the fog, narrowly missed by our heroine. I told you fog was bad. Nothing good is ever in it. Now of course Violette isn’t our typical simpering victim. She’s actually kind of bad ass. This girl doesn’t have slinky cat for a pet she’s got a whopping great big mastiff. So when faced with a body in the fog she doesn’t shriek, she doesn’t rush out ready to apply medical aid, she comes out with gun in hand. And with that, this tiny dancer blows your expectations away and continues to do so.

Now of course our body in the fog is not ‘I Know What you Did Last Summer’ hooked hand serial killer, he’s our hero, Enoch. His sudden appearance is a mystery, his clothes look like a puzzle and this represents the enigmatic nature that he embodies. From the moment we encounter Enoch with his intricate pattern of blood and bruises he’s a riddle we want to solve. He shouldn’t be lying about in the fog, he shouldn’t be in Violette’s driveway and from his archaic way of speaking he certainly shouldn’t be here in modern times. So why is he? And more importantly, how does he know Violette’s crazy sister?

Now as the Whovians say ‘spoilers sweetie’, so I’m not going to reveal any such mysteries for you but rest assured you’ll be thrilled, entertained and satisfied with the answers. For the curious you can find out more on Facebook right now https://www.facebook.com/enochthetraveler or wait until November and look at www.enochthetraveler.com when the website will go live.

Chloe Prime: Alien Space Vet

Chapter One: The Night Before the Day After

BANG!

Chloe Prime poked her head out above her blankets and eyed her wardrobe suspiciously. Had it just made a noise? She watched and waited for a few minutes. Nothing. Perhaps it had all just been in her imagination. A flight of fancy? She nestled back under her covers.

BANG!

Chloe quickly pulled her covers down again and glared at her wardrobe. Honestly, this was just getting ridiculous. She had to get a goodnight sleep for her first day at her new school tomorrow. This just would not do.

BANG!

Chloe vaulted out of bed and stood in front of her wardrobe in a fighting stance. Her hair reared out from her head in crazy curls, ready for action. Her legs were encased in a metallic exoskeleton, which made her look every bit like a miniature cyborg, with medusa hair, at the ready. If there was a monster in that wardrobe she was going to have at it.

‘I came here for a bedtime story and to kick butt,’ ten year old Chloe challenged her empty cupboard, ‘and I already finished my story.’

Whoosh!

Kent Prime came running into his daughter’s room closely followed by her mother. Chloe turned to see her father staring at her in shock.

‘Monsters, Dad,’ Chloe quickly informed her father. ‘In the cupboard. I’ve got them pinned.’

Kent Prime attempted to move further into Chloe’s room.

‘Get back!’ Chloe yelled. ‘It’s too dangerous! Save Mum.’

Chloe’s father laughed and closed the gap between them, scooping up his daughter.

‘There are no monsters here Little Miss Lady.’

‘Are you nervous about school tomorrow?’ Chloe’s mother asked.

‘What?’ Chloe snorted in surprise. ‘I’m excited about school. I just happen to have a rather serious monster problem to deal with.’

‘I’ll deal with any monsters,’ Chloe’s father said. ‘You just go to bed. Besides you know that they’re more scared of you than you are of them.’

‘But Dad, what if there are ghosts, or fairies… or I heard that sometimes little time travelling pirates come breaking down your…’ Chloe began.

‘No buts, no brownies, no bandits! You need your rest if you’re going to be on the school shuttle on time tomorrow morning,’ Kent Prime tutted his daughter. ‘Besides you know all our wardrobes are double coated with Kevlarized Graphene. Nothing is getting through.’

‘But what about bears? You know… sort of hiding in the cupboard rather than coming through it?’ Chloe was grasping at straws by this stage. She knew she would never win this argument, and she was getting quite tired anyway. Her mother kissed her goodnight.

‘Don’t you worry about any bears, Sweetie,’ Mum said, as she walked out of the room. ‘I’m sure you can just talk your way out of trouble without fighting.’

Chloe shrugged doubtfully but cuddled up to her teddy Sinbad and began dozing off with images of swashbuckling bears, whispering to fairy ghosts, in her head.

TAP TAP TAP

At this point Chloe leapt out of her bed and flung her cupboard open.

SQUEAK!

‘You! What are you doing in there? You know you’re not supposed to come inside.’

Squeak squeak squeak?

‘Oh alright. I’ll see if I can sneak into the kitchen and find you something but then you really must go outside.’

Squeak.

‘Yes, I know mice don’t really love cheese.’

Squeak squeak?

‘No you can’t come. Mum will freak if she sees a mouse in the kitchen.’