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Immortal Dark<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

Author: <\/b>Shermon Kodi<\/span><\/p>\n

Publication Date:<\/b> March 10th 2025<\/span><\/p>\n

Genre:<\/b> YA Fantasy<\/span><\/p>\n

Book Description:<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

The shadows awaken as darkness falls. And these shadows have fangs.<\/span><\/b><\/p>\n

Seventeen-year-old Bexis has survived the frozen streets of Coppejj by trusting no one but herself. With her shadow magic, she\u2019s scraped by as a freelance thief, working for local gang lords and politicians.<\/span><\/p>\n

But when a routine heist goes horribly wrong, Bexis is branded with ancient magic, making her the target of a bloodthirsty spirit.<\/span><\/p>\n

Desperate for answers, she turns to an eccentric demon hunter. Together, they uncover a deadly plot by a sinister cabal, threatening to plunge the world into eternal night. As Bexis confronts her haunted past, she faces a grim choice: Embrace the shadows within, or lose everything she holds dear.<\/span><\/p>\n

To destroy the darkness, she must first become it.<\/span><\/b><\/p>\n

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EXCERPT<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

The job is simple.<\/span><\/p>\n

Enter the room unseen. Wait for Ajjan to distract the mark\u2014a foreign dignitary from the south. Then acquire her handbag and deliver it to the other side of town.<\/span><\/p>\n

No blood. No trace.<\/span><\/p>\n

My employer was very specific about that last bit. It\u2019s common protocol in my line of work, along with an understanding that pay will be docked by half if I\u2019m spotted. If there\u2019s blood, I might not get paid at all. My mark must never know I was here. Personally, I thought I\u2019d outgrown grabbing purses in the night. But it\u2019s an easy job, and I can use the money.<\/span><\/p>\n

The red night moon casts the world in crimson light as I pull myself onto the third-story balcony of a slummy brothel in the west end. The window is webbed with ice, obscuring my view inside\u2014I can only make out pale blotches of yellow light. There doesn\u2019t seem to be any movement, but I can\u2019t be sure the room is empty. I just have to hope the Blackbones did their job and set everything up.<\/span><\/p>\n

I give the windowpane a shove, but it doesn\u2019t budge. Damn. The thing hasn\u2019t been opened in months, and it\u2019s frozen shut. For a common thief, a frozen window stymies a job. But I\u2019m no common thief.<\/span><\/p>\n

I take out my trapper tone pipe, a metal cylinder with a single reed, tuned to one specific note. The reflective surface catches light from the lanterns below, illuminating my name inscribed along the side in big bold letters:\u00a0<\/i><\/span>BEXIS<\/i>. It was a gift from my deadbeat father right before he abandoned me. It\u2019s the last thing I have from him, and if it weren\u2019t so damn useful, I\u2019d have tossed it years ago.<\/span><\/p>\n

I bring the pipe to my lips and blow. The note is inaudible, like a dog whistle, too high for the human ear to hear. But the vibration weaves through the air and seeps into my skin, where it sparks like flint on steel, and a sonorous ember catches deep in my chest. Resonance hums through my body. The ambient darkness around me shimmers with feathered lines of silver that only I can see.<\/span><\/p>\n

A burst of power shudders through me, and I hold it within my realm of focus, like cupping a candle against a sea wind.<\/span><\/p>\n

This is resonance trapping\u2014the first step in performing harmonic magic. Mine is the harmony of shadow. Sparking the ember is the easy part. Trapping it is more difficult, but\u00a0<\/span>holding<\/i>\u00a0<\/span>it once it\u2019s been trapped? Well, that\u2019s like riding an angry wolverine. If I\u2019m not careful, I might lose control, and people could get hurt. It\u2019s been months since that\u2019s happened, but there\u2019s always a chance the resonance will lash out, sending me into an episode of uncontrollable power.<\/span><\/p>\n

Resonance quivers through my veins. I reach my hand to the glass, willing the vibration into my fingertips, and the shadows obey. Tendrils of silver swirl across my wrist and through my palm. I touch the windowpane, and the shadows run through it, seeping like oil into the hinges.<\/span><\/p>\n

The window squeals as ice crumbles around the edges.<\/span><\/p>\n

I shift my awareness to the space above my head. Resonance purrs in my chest as I weave gossamer strands of silver around me like a cloak. This is my greatest trick. So long as I can hold the resonance and have enough ambient shadow to work with, I can conceal myself from prying eyes. But I can\u2019t maintain it for long; already, I can feel my energy beginning to drain as heaviness settles behind my eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n

Best be quick now.<\/span><\/p>\n

I heave the window open and squeeze inside.<\/span><\/p>\n

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About the Author<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Shermon Kodi is a legally blind author who finds inspiration in the quiet knolls of Chittenden County, Vermont, where the long snowy winters drive one to pair wool socks with moccasin slippers and curl up by the furnace with a pot of chamomile tea and a book about monsters in dark places doing dark things. Through his writing, Shermon seeks to explore the resilience of the human spirit, the tenacity of good people faced with hard times, and the relationships that light us up, make our hearts smile, and carry us through every storm.<\/span><\/p>\n

When he\u2019s not writing, Shermon spends his time thinking about writing.<\/span><\/p>\n

He knows this is a problem\u2014 although, he contends, it\u2019s a good kind of problem to have. Occasionally, he\u2019ll break from his routines and really let go\u2014 sleep in till 7 AM, drink tea instead of coffee, read in the mornings, or plug in the \u201907 Strat and reminisce about the days when he dreamed of being a rockstar instead of an author.<\/span><\/p>\n

He\u2019ll be the first to tell you: \u201cNo regrets!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Life is funny like that.<\/span><\/p>\n

Shermon is the author of Heart of the Valley and Songs of the Rhor, both available on Amazon and Kindle Unlimited. Stay connected on TikTok and Instagram for updates on his latest books, behind-the-scenes insights, and creative content.<\/span><\/p>\n

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