The second novel in a six part series by author DCS, Synarchy Book 2: The Ascension, is poised to worm its way into the hearts and minds of new and old fans alike.

July 2010 – In a market suddenly dominated by love triangles involving vampires, werewolves and a human, and made even more competitive by the scores of fans in their very own Harry Potter outfits, it’s hard for an author to get any attention. But, as the glamour wears off and attention spans shift there’s a new novel, glowing patiently in the shadows, that just might surprise you.

The world you’ll enter when you pick up Synarchy Book 2: The Ascension is very similar to your own. Except by the time the curtain has been pulled back, you’re so emotionally invested your thinking about calling out of work so you can finish it, your brain is expanding in ways you never thought possible, and you can’t help but wonder if dragons really do guard the Akashic records.  Or, if Angels really are just a species from another planet that after learning from their mistakes now guard us when we call for them. Or, if a family who has spent their existence as the strongest power in the underworld can really save the planet in time for some mystical event called the Ascension. Whew, talk about stressful.

 We know Edward gets Bella. Isn’t that sweet? We know Harry is going to beat old Voldemort. You go boy.  But in Synarchy Book 2: The Ascension we don’t know if humanity will ever get it right, if three heirs to an empire can toe the line between good and evil and still pick the right side, or if the powers of a race called the Anunnaki are just strong enough to take all choice away. Now that’s drama for you. But, even more importantly what we, the reader, are finally getting in the new novel by author DCS, is something that hasn’t been done quite like this before. In a world where everything is recycled, that’s pretty impressive.

Synarchy Book 2: The Ascension, the second in a six part series, picks up where the first novel, Synarchy Book 1: The Awakening left off. The Awakening was rough. It was fantastic, but it does as one reviewer put it: “take your brain through a full day marathon”. The story is complex, the characters are plentiful, but the plot will suck you in so deeply you simply have to know what’s going to happen next.  Like a mean ole author, DCS left fans hanging with the ending of Book 1.  She hasn’t promised not to do so with Book 2, but at least we will finally get some answers to all the burning questions she left us with in her first novel. Or will we?

 No worries if you haven’t read Book 1. Synarchy Book 2: The Ascension can be read as stand alone. Fans called Book 1, “The Godfather meets Stargate.” The same can be said about Book 2, and more.  You’ll find more depth in the races of aliens that have a vested interest in the Ascension of planet Earth.  You’ll get a whole new twist on the story of creation. Yeah, that one. And, you’ll find plenty of characters to love, or hate with the many faces of the Terenzios, those loveable mobsters that have gone from ego driven, to hero’s. Kinda. And only some of them. Sort of.  Through it all there is DCS’ unique story-telling style, and in small snippets throughout the book she combines the writing talents of a few other unnamed authors given their credit in the book’s dedication.  As one reviewer, a Journey of Books put it, “there’s just something about the way that DCS writes that allows the eyes to flow over the page, lifting the story into the air. The descriptions and especially display of emotions were so vivid that one could really see the story.”

Synarchy Book 2: The Ascension is a novel worthy of book lovers time and attention, especially if your science fiction/action/thriller lover.  Like its predecessor there is something for everyone. So retract the fangs, and put the wand away for a few hours. You’ll be glad you did.

Synarchy Book 2: The Ascension is scheduled for release through multiple platforms July 3^rd.  Join author DCS live on her BlogTalkRadio show Paranormal 101 for a Book Release party, July 3^rd at 8pm Central Standard Time.  Fans will get to hear DCS discuss the topics behind the book, read a snippet, answer questions, and more importantly find out how they can get a copy.

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DCS was born in Alexandria, Virginia. She graduated high school in Huntersville, NC and attended the University of North Carolina at Charlotte intent on earning a degree in Political Science and becoming a lawyer. She instead eventually turned to writing. DCS is currently attending the American Institute of Holistic Theology to earn her PhD in Metaphysical Spirituality.  You can also hear her live every Saturday evening on BlogTalkRadio’s Paranormal 101. Show starts at 8pm Central Standard Time.

Synarchy Book 2: The Ascension is her second novel, and four more are scheduled for release.  Synarchy Book 3: SVT and Synarchy Book 4: The Black Widow are the next in the series due out in 2011.

DCS is available for interview and can be reached via the contact information below:

Email: dcstorm [at] svtpublishing [dot] com

Website: http://www.themindofdcs.com

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“This show is all about the voices inside my head.” Straight from the show page for The JacKal, and all the voices in my head really resonate with that! This Saturday evening (April 24th) The JacKaL, a popular BTR host and very busy man, will hang out with host DCS for Paranormal 101′s monthly Round Table Forum to discuss the Anunnaki, Planet X, Spirituality, & Metaphysics.

Born Angel Espino, Tha JackaL is a 32 year old music producer, artist, and radio talk show personality who dabbles in the paranormal, ufology, and spiritual development. His own research centers around ancient civilizations specifically the Sumerians, and Mayans. I’m really excited to bring his knowledge and unique personality to the table, guaranteed to keep 101 listeners entertained and informed!

Tha JackaL is the host of two shows on Blogtalkradio one is Tha JackaLs Head, and the other is Skywatchers Radio TV which is also broadcast on the peoples tv network. Make sure you check out his shows after hanging out with Paranormal 101, this Saturday night! As always we want your participation. Either give us a call, or hang out in the chat room. We’ll hear you there!

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Saturday nights on Paranormal 101 are filled with all sorts of conversations. Humanity’s Team talked about the importance of Spiritual Activism and their push for a Oneness Day Petition. Christopher Penczak provided fascinating information on ancient spiritual traditions that are being revived today. More recently Jason Martell visited the 101 to talk about the Sumerian’s and the Anunnaki.

Jason Martell is the creator of Xfacts.com a very popular site among UFO enthusiasts, fans of Zecharia Sitchin and anyone else with a curiosity into the realms of these paranormal subjects.

“It was great to have Jason on the show. There are a lot of correlations between his research, and some of the subjects I touch upon in Synarchy Book 1: The Awakening, such as the Anunnaki, the scientific evidence that points to the potential of a planet X, even the Igigi, the Anunnaki’s messengers, you’ll find in my book,” said Paranormal 101′s show host and science fiction thriller author, DCS.

Sumer was the earliest known civilization in the world and invented writing, the wheel, and mathematics. Even more impressive were their astronomical observations.. When researchers have further investigated how it was possible that the Sumerians came upon their knowledge, the Sumerian’s clearly state that they were taught by their Gods, beings that came from another planet called Nibirui.

For some of us, that’s difficult to swallow. But the climate around UFO’s and the possibility of alien intervention into ancient civilizations is not loosing ground, but gaining momentum. The Internet has provided a means for the information to circulate more widely, and more and more scientists and researchers are making their voices heard regarding these fantastical topics. Researchers like Martell and DCS have both provided different means for newcomers, intermediates and experts alike to find a place where they can get solid information.

“Dis-information on these subjects is a common problem,” says DCS. “But there are sites like Xfacts.com, like Paranormal 101, even within my fiction novel Synarchy, where people can find ways to begin their own research into the topics. The past is an important part of our future, you realize just how important when you find the correlations between Sumerian texts and things like the biblical story of the flood.”

To listen to the archived episode of Jason Martell’s visit to Paranormal 101 go to http://www.blogtalkradio.com/theparanormal/2010/04/18/do-you-know-the-facts-the-x-facts-that-is-wjason-m. To find out more about DCS’s novel, Syanrchy Book 1: The Awakening check out her latest video found on her blog site, themindofdcs.com or jump right over to Amazon or offthebookshelf.com to get your own copy.

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Earth Day – June 12^th, 2012 – Time does not exist here

Babalon

Galactic Federation Headquarters

 Unless this Council has forgotten, I am not obligated to follow any of your suggestions.”  Enlil, Commander of the war like race called the Anunnaki, allowed his reptilian eyes to travel over every form within the chamber.  His nine foot tall body was draped in a simmering red material that covered his tough, dark green scaly skin. A pair of short, black wings were tucked in against his back, and his head was reptile shaped with a serpent like tongue and razor sharp teeth.

Beyond the Milky Way Galaxy sat Babalon, a great oval ship whose flawless metallic surface gleamed against the backdrop of space.  Twelve races had agreed to come together to discuss matters of importance.  Many other races existed in the Cosmos, and often visited Babalon but choose not to take part in any formal proceedings.  The twelve races had decided to call it themselves the Galactic Federation.  Lately, the Federation’s topics revolved primarily around the planet Earth.  The twelve representatives from each race sat in a circular chamber, the ceiling exposing the beauty of space.  In the center of the room was a wide black pedestal made from the rock of Jupiter’s moon Callisto.  On top of the pedestal sat a small pyramid carved out of alexandrite, with a glowing cerulean rock forming its capstone.  Twelve, high backed quartz crystal chairs circled the pedestal.

            “Enlil, you fight against forces you cannot stop,” Thoth warned.  On his home planet Sirus, Thoth was called a Dominous Gnosis, a master of many forms of knowledge.  As correctly depicted by the Egyptians that he had taught hieroglyphics too, he was a creature with the body of a human, and the head of isbis.  He and other Sirians had tra­veled to Earth in the past to share and expand their knowledge.

            “You fight for no reason.  Let them go brother,” Archangel Michael said.  He too closely resembled that of a human except he stretched a good eight feet in height, and his physical form was a perfect harmony of glowing skin and taut, sinewy muscle.  His gleaming purple eyes car­ried a deep wisdom, compassion, and fiery spirit. That spirit became quite apparent when in battle, for the white wings that were currently tucked in against this back set ablaze when he was called to defend what he and the rest of his race called Angels believed to be a just cause.

            Enlil struggled to control his impatience and his temper.  “I cannot believe what I am hearing.  The last time this council even discussed bringing the full power of creation into form not only did we lose an entire planet, but it was my home that suffered the repercussions.  Now, you seek to allow it again?  And with man?”  He all but sneered.  “I will not.”

            Beside Enlil sat a member of one race that sided with him. The being had a small, thin body, but a very large, oblong shaped head, with no protruding features. Its eyes were oval shape, lidless, and pure black.  It wore no garments, and sat with its long, thin gray fingers wrapped around the armrest.  On Earth they were called Grays, their actual race name was Zeta’s from several stars within the Orion Constellation. The Zeta did not speak, but would nod in agreement with Enlil on occasion.

            “Nibiru is not the home of the Anunnaki’s.  You chose to leave Sirus.  If you would calm your war like ways, and find some balance within the Gnostics would vote for your return,” Thoth said.  The Sirians were on a constant quest for knowledge. The Gnostics were their High council, the smartest members of their society and made all the Governing decisions.

            “We no longer have any need of your planet of thinkers who take no action, Thoth.” Enlil snapped.

            “You cannot prevent it Enlil.”  The soft-spoken voice echoed out gently from the being of blue light that hovered above its seat.  It came from the Pleiades and had no form, except when it chose to make one, and that was usually only when it came to Earth.  The Pleiadians as they were called were made of pure light, often of varying colors.  “They have raised their vibration to levels that have far surpassed what we expected of them. The Source will not be denied.”

            “The Source.  The Source.  You speak of this being as if they are all powerful,” Enlil spat.

            “Something made you brother; us, your home, ours.” Amusement shone clearly on Michaels’ face.  “This ship.”

            “Then it may choose another planet on which to conduct its science experiments.  We will not relinquish our control on Earth.”  Enlil slapped his claw like hand on the arm of his chair for emphasis.

            “How do you think you will stop it Enlil?”  The voice boomed in the chamber.  It came from the Draconika.  His name was Anataboga, a gigantic winged beast, whose long scaly tail was draped over the chair he was entirely too big to fit in.  He was stretched out beside his chair, his back legs that were much longer than his front ones curled underneath him.  One short three clawed hand occasionally drummed on the stone floor, and his massive head rested in the other.  Every time he spoke a small cloud of smoke left his jaws.  Centuries upon centuries ago, the Draconika had ended up on planet Earth after being banished there by a race of Sorcerers that had taken over their planet, Tiamat.  With the assistance of the Sirians, they were able to find their way back home, and retake their planet.

            “A matter I will not discuss with you Draconika.”  Enlil looked over at the huge beast, whose body nearly took up one half of the chamber. “I put faith in no God, but the intelligence and strength of my race.  And that will prevail.” He rose from his seat. “And may I remind this council that any interference in the plans on Earth, will be considered an act of war against my race.” He looked pointedly at Michael as he said it.

“As you know Enlil, per our peace treaty, we may assist the humans when they call for us,” Michael said evenly.

“Yes, when they are scared of the dark they have created.  But you may not interfer in our plans.”  Enlil shot him a hate filled glare.

Michael sighed. “I truly wish you would reconsider this course of action, Enlil.”

Ignoring Michael, Enlil waved his hand in a gesture of finality. “Council, this topic is closed.  May your travels be safe.”  He laced his claws together, gave a short bow and a moment later his form faded from the room. The Zeta said his good-byes telepathically to the remaining members of the council and disappeared too.

            When Enlil had gone, another Anunnaki emerged from the shadows behind Anataboga’s chair. A cane made from the trees of Earth was held in his leathery palm, and it supported his slow movement.  A glowing white robe adorned his frame, coming all the way to the floor and covering his tail. A black sash was draped over his shoulders and touched the ground as well.  “He gets his stubborn nature from his mother.”  The Council chuckled and Anu continued.  “I apologize for my sons’ rudeness.  He carries much fear.”

            “Do not apologize Anu.  We understand.  It will be a good lesson for him,” The Pleiadian said.

            “There is some concern that he may slow things down though,” Michael said.

            “If my son succeeds, then he was meant to.  I remain an observer to these games, Council.  It is my son Enki who has chosen to be his brother’s opposition.”

            “I agree.  This duality will end soon, one way or the other.  If the experiment is meant to happen as we believe, then at the time of Galactic Alignment it will,” Anataboga said.

            There was a murmur of agreement around the room.  Michael sat in silence for a moment then nodded, “Very well.  My people and I will continue to protect them when they call from the darkness then unknowingly create.”

            “We will help as we can as well,” The Pleiadian said softly.

            “I have done all I will do for them,” Thoth said. The other races also agreed for now, to do nothing but observe.

            After discussing other mundane matters concerning the galaxies, and the great Interdi­mensional Traveling Vessel Races, the Galactic Federation adjourned.

 June 12^th, 2012 10:00 AM

Alcyone Island

Dion Corporation Headquarters

            “This arrangement was dependent upon you staying close to Simone.”  Dominic Terenzio-Fidello was perched on the front of his desk.  A perfectly tailored silk suit covered his round, Italian frame and his short, fat fingers were loosely clasped in front of him. Thick eyebrows framed piercing gray eyes that were locked on Victor Russo.

            Victor sat in the chair in front of Dominic’s desk, his hands tunneled back through his wavy, brown hair.  “I know.  Look,” Victor dropped his hands and looked up at Dominic. “I can fix this.”

            “She caught you fucking one of her closest friends.  You’re lucky she didn’t have the balls to kill you.”  Olivia Terenzio sat on the leather couch pressed up against the wall.  Above it hung a Van Gough painting that she thought was both ugly and depressing. 

            “Simone’s not that type of woman.”  Victor said impatiently, glancing briefly in Olivia’s direction, then back at Dominic.  “I can get her back.  I’ll get her to forgive me, okay?  I just need a little time.”

            “Time is a luxury we don’t have, Victor,” Dominic said, frowning lightly.  “The whole point of you marrying her five years ago was so if it got to this point, you’d be in a prime position to feed us information we needed.”

            “Or be a real husband and push the bitch in the direction we wanted.” Olivia added before she pressed a long, thin cigarette between her puffy, red painted lips.

            “I get it okay? I get it.”  Victor stood up, buttoning the front of his suit jacket.  “Just give me a week.  I know Simone.  She’ll forgive me and we’ll be back on track.”

            “You better hope those good looks of yours pays off big time, pretty boy.”  Olivia warned while her pale gray eyes took in his tall, athletic build appreciatively Victor was a handsome man, with a charming smile and a silver tongue.           

“One week Victor,” Dominic said.

Victor clapped his hands together.  “Consider it done, guys and gals.”  Flashing them a reassuring smile, he turned and walked out of the office.

“I’m not entirely convinced he can pull that off.”  Dominic walked back around behind his desk, sat down and continued cleaning one of his small diamond rings.

“I’m not convinced Kayla is so patient as to give him a week after fucking up like that.” Olivia uncrossed her long, muscular legs made from running five miles every morning and stood up.  “This whole matter would be a fucking moot point if the Brotherhood would just give the order to have the triplets killed.”

“Patience, Olivia.” 

Patience was one thing she was losing the closer they got to the winter solstice and the Brotherhood did nothing about the fucked up side of her family. “Did you tell Them about Loki?”  Days ago a strange man who looked human but otherworldly had just appeared in Amadeo Terenzio’s house, Olivia’s cousin and partner in crime.  The stranger had introduced himself as Loki and told them he would help them stop the Ascension.

“I did.  I expect They’ll want you to bring him in soon.  They sounded very pleased.”

“Am I going to meet someone in Authority or some level of middle management?” Olivia walked up to his desk and used gold ashtray.

Dominic smiled at her.  “If Loki is really an Atlantean, then I’m fairly confident you just might meet, Enlil himself.”

Olivia’s eyes flickered with excitement. “Don’t bullshit me.”

“No bullshit. As I keep telling you cousin this game is as good as won.  The triplets can’t stop us.  Our time is almost here.”

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I’ve been madly writing book two. I’ve put myself on quite the deadline! And as promised, I’m going to share with you a few scenes that I wrote this weekend. I’m sharing this in their rawest form. These scenes have had very, very little editing. Right now it’s just my mind and this keyboard, working together to create the next chapter in  this saga.

All work is intellectual property and copyrighted and yadda yadda yadda. Enjoy and as always your feedback is welcome.

Vasco watched the interaction between his sister and Caleb. Behind the natural veil of steel that hide his emotions, fond amusement lived. They would have been good for each other this lifetime too. He’d allow them a small taste of that soon, but not yet.

Inside the house, Tony DeMarco was waiting. When they triplets filled in, hugs were given and introductions were made.

“You DeMarcos are pretty slick, staying so close on the inside all these years,” Lucien said as he took a seat at the dinning room table.

“Bet your ass we are. You Terenzio’s aren’t the only one’s who can hustle people,” Tony said, turnig his laptop around to face them.

“Your house?” Simone asked idly, admiring the huge china cabinet that dominated one wall of the small dinning room. Across from it was a row of bay windows. The entire house had a very elegant, old feel to it, as if nothing much had been changed of its decades of existance.

“No. It was actually owned by the grandmother of a famous writer. When I need a really obscure spot for something, she lets me use it.”

“What have you got for us, Tony?” Vasco asked, pulling out one of the high backed chairs and lowering himself down into it.

“A lot and not a lot of time. But first, I think a li’ll history lesson would be pretty prudent. I doubt even you were told this much by the Anunnaki when you were working with them in your last lifetime, Vasco.” Tony looked at the eldest.

Vasco shook his head. “As far as their history on this planet, no, they didn’t tell me much. But, I didn’t particularly care at the time either.”

“Figures. All right, look, way back in the day….”

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E.Den Medical Facility

<location>

<date/time>

The floors glowed underneath the heavy weight of his steps. His wings were tucked in against his back, but easily visible over the golden colored robe that covered tough, leather like skin. His hands, more claws, though the razor sharp points did not extend unless in battle, were folded in front of him. He passed through the lab door instead of opening it. His movement caused what appeared to be solid steel to ripple like water.

The entire complex was a flurry of activity, but in this lab the organized chaos ceased. The lights were bright but not obtrusive on their sensitive eyes. Stainless steel surfaces gleamed. Pyramid shaped crystals sat on each table, along with rows of test tubes. At the longest table in the center of the room, another of his kind stood in front of an LCD screen, a long green finger sliding with expert familiarity over the touch screen buttons.

“Noah is on the way,” Lucifer said to Enil.

Noah was their most trusted, most loyal, and most intelligent creation out of the thousands. A short time ago, the explosion of the planet Atlantis had knocked their home, Nibiru, into a much longer orbital path. The debris left over from Atlantis’s explosion, now a long belt of asteriods, had destroyed three of their ships. Because of their newly extended oval orbital path around the sun, they needed more gold to sustain life on their planet. The great ship <name it>, had been dispatch to find a planet nearby that could provide plenty of the natural resource that was lacking on their home. They had found it.

The Anunnaki called it Terra. When they had landed, they had discovered the planet mostly uninhabited, expect for a very primitive version of what they had named, Man. The Supreme Council had decided that they would task their geneticists with turning Man into a capable worker who could mine the gold for them.

It had worked. They created them by the thousands, and after the initial bugs were worked out, gave them their own ability to reproduce. While the more war like and dictorial members of their race had taken control of the planets activities, the Anunnaki geneticists had been fascinated by the many life forms on the planet. They had dabbled and created many, many others. The varied races of Man, some giants as tall as the Anunnaki, others dark skinned, were all in the test tubes that surrounded Enil.

But they were all given limitations in their knowledge. It was important to the ruling class of the Anunnaki that the many slaves never realize that they too had the capacity to be like what they had come to call their Gods.

Enil turned and nodded at Lucifier. “You are sure there is a greater plan at work here?”

“Yes. I have felt it in my own connection with the Source, and the other members of the Galatic Federation agree. When the flood waters clear away what we have broken, Terra will be known as Earth and the experiment to bring spirit down into form with all the powers of creation will begin again.”

“They Atlanteans carried power far greater than ours, and look at them. They are gone, a small forgotten race scattered across the sands of Mars.” Enil frowned in concern.

“It is suspected some on are Terra as well, but no matter. Limitations are being set forth for the new souls that will inhabit the vessels we have created. For example, upon arrival into physicality they will forget from whence they came.”

Enil arched a brow. “That will be painful.”

“Yes. But necessary until the energy of the planet is high enough that creation can come at will,” Lucifer said. “We will play the roles of villains for a time.”

Enil frowned. “My family are villains.”

“No.” Lucifer stepped forward. “Simply mis-guided. They will come to understand too, but for now their control over what they call the Royal Race will help ensure that humans do not ascend until they are ready.”

“I hope you are right. No life should be treated as we treated them.” Enil opened a large chest, and test tubes began floating over to it, taking secure places inside.

“I trust that the great universal intelligence speaks through us all when we can listen. And if that is the plan, then it is a good plan.” Amusement flashed through his reptilian eyes. “I have volunteered to play the role of villain too. I will become the most hated of all things in a a religion that will come into form over the span of Terra centuries. The Prince of Darkness.” His tone was humorous.

Enil blinked. “Your very name means light, how can they believe it?”

“It is not hard to convince anyone of a lie when they live their lives half asleep.”

“What will they call this strange religion?”

Lucifer looked amused. “It, like I, will take upon many names as Terra time passes.” He patted him on the shoulder then turned. “I will see you back on Nibiru for a time, and then I will depart form and watch over as spirit.”

“I will miss our conversations Lucifier.”

“So will I. We will have them again, when this grand experiment is done.”

“I will look forward to it. May I call upon you in my times of questions?”

“As always brother.” Lucifer lifted his claw, waving it and made the door slide open this time. A young man stood in front of him, pale and dirty from his work within the mines. He clasped his hands together and bowed low to Lucifer when he saw him.

“Grand Master Magi.” Noah whispered reverently.

Lucifer eyes were kind as he ruffled his dirty hair and continued on his way.

Enil turned as Noah appeared and motioned him closer. “My best student. I am going to task you with a burden that is far greater than any labour, or strike of the whip. But I trust no other to do it.”

Once more the young human bowed. “What would you ask of me, great God?”

Enil sighed at the term. All were Gods in a sense, because all came from the Source. All had the ability to do such amazing things. The power of creation was given a birth, it must simply be learned how to use. “A great flood is coming and it will kill many of your kind. Your family will be spared. I have built you a great ship that will sustain you. And within that ship you must guard these.” He motioned at the chest at the test tubes contained within. “When the waters recede, you will receive a sign. Then, you will follow my instruction to the letter, and spread these different life forms across the whole of your planet. Do you understand?”

Noah slowly nodded. “I will do you ask.”

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Alexandria VA

Old House

<date/time>

“Time the fuck out. You meant to tell me, I’ve been created by some alien race?” Lucien stared at Tony.

A smirk cornered Tonys lips. “Would you rather believe you came from a monkey?”

Vasco clucked his tongue. “He has a point. Fine. But if Enkil’s brother believed that the flood was to wipe out humans entirely, how did Enil get away with it?”

“Anu, their father was a little smarter and more in touch with the Source than anyone gave him credit for. Certain things were kept from the Anunnaki Supreme Council. When the Anunnaki returned to Earth, a few thousand Earth years had passed and Civilizations were flourishing. Instead of trying to wipe them all out again, they agreed to start interfering.”

“And the thirteen bloodlines were created from – “ Simone asked.

Tony glanced over at her. “There were thirteen human civilizations alive on the Earth when the Anunnaki came back. They visited each one, took the leaders from each and pretty much demanded obedience or threatened extinction. This is why what mythology calls the Titans, really tall motherfuckers don’t exist anymore, but every now and then we’ll find their remains. They basically told the Anunnaki to go fuck themselves.”

“Good for them,” Lucien said.

“I have a hard time wrapping my mind around Lucifer being this benevolent alien.” Simone’s lips twisted wrly.

Tony chuckled. “Yeah, I know. But look the worship of Lucifer is a lot different than the worship of Satan. But it’s all a PR scam, to help people not believe in conspiracy theories. You inter change the two, Satanism, Lucifer, like they tried to do with creationism versus intelligent design. They’re two different things. All masons become Illuminati and worship Lucifierian ideals. Kinda ironic when you get the full story. And the heart of that lesson is all about the metaphysical shit about the power of consciousness. “

“No wonder they’ve stayed in power so long. They’re the only ones around controlling reality,” Lucien mused, scratching his cheek. “What a scam.”

“Yeah it is.” Tony agreed. “And we’re about to bust it wide open.”

“How do you want use to handle this?” Vasco asked.

“There’s a lot of shit to do, and not a lot of time.” Tony unrolled a map. “In <x time> about half the worlds population are going to put in concentration camps.”

The triplets blinked. Even Caleb looked surprised.

“We need your men ready to break people out when the time comes. Also, both the Club of Rome and Bohemian Grove usually have their annual party over the summer, this year because of the energies they’re going to wait.”

“Pushed back to December 21^st, 2012, right?”

“Exactly. A great day to celebrate what they think will be their victory. Alex and I have our people ready to do take care of the one in Rome, that will remove six ruling families from form on Earth. We need you all to not only do the one here, but make sure that big Magnetic thing doesn’t activate.”

Lucien whistled low. “Goddam.”

Vasco rubbed a hand over his jaw. “How are you and Alex able to operate under the radar like this?”

“One, we’ve got help from Enil and Lucifer. And two, the Sirians and Pledians are helping out too.”

“More Aliens up in their spaceships huh?” Lucien shook his head amusedly.

“If you want to be ignorant and call it that.”

Lucien quirked a brow at Tony. “What the fuck would I call it then?”

“And inter-dimensional traveling vessel. And they’re not aliens – “

“Can we stop with the pronoun wars please?” Simone eyed the two of them.

Caleb hid a chuckle behind his hand and a forced cough.

“What? We’re already the fucking red necks of the galaxy. I’m just trying to educate him,” Tony said.

Lucien rubbed his middle finger across his cheek, but it was directed right at Tony.

Vasco looked down at the map Tony had spread out. On it, he’d marked the locations of all the concentration camps built and ready to go in the U.S. A slow smile touched his lips. “Goddam I’m good.”

Simone smirked at her brother, then glanced down at the map. After a moment she started laughing lightly. “Wow. Its no coincidence that we have SVT Office’s within a twenty to thirty mile radius of these camps, is it?”

“Do you ever stop plotting or do you do that in your sleep too?” Lucien asked curiously.

Vasco simply winked at his brother. “All right Tony. We’ll handle our end.” He flicked the gray eyes over to his siblings. “Lucien, you’ve got the explosion of the big magnetic thing. Simone, concentration camps and underground bases attached to them. I’ll take care of Bohemian Grove.”

“Why does it sound like he’s got the easy job?” Lucien pulled a pack of smokes out of his suit jacket pocket.

“Because he does.” Simone reached over and stole the one he shook out.

“Nobody can fail. Any point breaks down, the Ascenion has a real good chance of not occuring, even if your scientist do get to the Cave of Creation in time.”

“What exactly is the cave of creation?” Simone asked, leaning into the light Lucien gave her.

“Nobody knows. Well, somebody knows, but they’re not telling us,” Tony said as he transferred the information they information they would need from his computer and onto the USB drive. When the file transfer was complete he handed it to Simone. “Here. Last thing you should know, Caear Medicci, Kayla’s boyfriend –“

“She reports to him and he reports to you.” Vasco finished for him.

Tony nodded, looking at Vasco. “You’ll find this last phase of the game is just full of reincarnated souls. He’s one of them.”

“When you’ve got unfinished business, you’ve got unfinished business.” Lucien rose to his feet.

“I’m going to Denver now to give him new instructions. Originally, he was coming back to the Island to have Kayla kill you three. Enil has stopped that order.”

“Does Enil’s brother know he’s stopped that order?” Vasco asked.

Tony shook his head. “Everybodies playing a pretty dangerous game at this point. But a necessary one.” Tony extended his hand. “We probably won’t meet again. Anything that comes from Alex and I now will get routed to you all through Xavier.”

Simone took his hand first and leaned in to kiss his cheek. “Thank you Tony.”

“It’s what I do sweetheart.” Tony returned her kiss, and then hugged both Lucien, and Vasco.

Minutes later the triplets were back inside the SUV and Caleb was taking them to the private airfield.

“I like how we’re not only saving the world, but attempting not to get murdered by our own family before we can pull it off.” Lucien mused, staring out the window. “It really pisses me off that Amadeo and Olivia are on the wrong side.

“Do you know how they got there?” Simone looked over at him.

Lucien was silent a moment, then he sighed. “Yeah, I do.”

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Did you know we podcasted? Of course you did. But did you know a new episode went up on Tuesday? Did you know it was Chapter 7 and the start of Chapter 8 from Synarchy Book 1: The Awakening? Did you know that fans are calling Synarchy, “The GodFather meets Stargate?”

Go find out why! Check out our podcasting station at http://dcs.podOmatic.comDid you know we podcasted? Of course you did. But did you know a new episode went up on Tuesday? Did you know it was Chapter 7 and the start of Chapter 8 from Synarchy Book 1: The Awakening? Did you know that fans are calling Synarchy, “The GodFather meets Stargate?”

Go find out why! Check out our podcasting station at http://dcs.podOmatic.comDid you know we podcasted? Of course you did. But did you know a new episode went up on Tuesday? Did you know it was Chapter 7 and the start of Chapter 8 from Synarchy Book 1: The Awakening? Did you know that fans are calling Synarchy, “The GodFather meets Stargate?”

Go find out why! Check out our podcasting station at http://dcs.podOmatic.com

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Did you know podcast Tuesday has come and gone? That means there are new podcasts up! And it was a double header! Go to http://dcs.podOmatic.com to listen to the start of Chapter 7 from Synarchy Book 1: The Awakening (ready by the author, DCS) and another episode from The Synarchy Series based on the role play game.Did you know podcast Tuesday has come and gone? That means there are new podcasts up! And it was a double header! Go to http://dcs.podOmatic.com to listen to the start of Chapter 7 from Synarchy Book 1: The Awakening (ready by the author, DCS) and another episode from The Synarchy Series based on the role play game.Did you know podcast Tuesday has come and gone? That means there are new podcasts up! And it was a double header! Go to http://dcs.podOmatic.com to listen to the start of Chapter 7 from Synarchy Book 1: The Awakening (ready by the author, DCS) and another episode from The Synarchy Series based on the role play game.

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Our new press release. Much thanks to Don at Free Publicity Group!

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE – http://www.freepublicitygroup.com/release_crystal_storm.html

Best Book Awards Finalist, Synarchy, Blends Conspiracy Theory, 2012, The Metaphysical, The Godfather And Stargate

Synarchy, the new novel by DCS, blends fact with fiction in a way that is both shocking and hopeful, while slowly unraveling the tightly laced reality we have created for ourselves. Synarchy is a 2008 Best Book Awards finalist.

[DATE, CITY] Author DCS has recently released Synarchy Book 1: The Awakening, a cutting edge novel that combines 2012, conspiracy theory, the metaphysical, The Godfather and Stargate in a manner that may set a new standard for artists who hope to create entirely new genres. Synarchy addresses the question so many are asking as to whether the world will end just three years from now, while also tackling the more important question – “Do we really want to know?”

“With all the controversy and misinformation surrounding 2012, I believe that it’s time a novel came out that puts a different spin on things,” said author DCS. “Synarchy leaves us looking at the world and its upcoming future with a different set of eyes. It is the only book that weaves together conspiracy theories, the metaphysical and the 2012 phenomena into a thrill ride of a story.”

Synarchy Book 1 exposes a plan centuries in the making and so sinister nobody could have predicted the depth of its impact on the world. In his lifetime Stefano Terenzio had a merciless ambition for absolute power. Two generations later the shock wave he ignited was still being felt. Now, as the world inches closer to 2012 sides are chosen, families divide and an epic battle begins that will determine whether mankind continues existing in a world of lies or shatters the chains that have held us prisoner since his-story was written. Shocking yet hopeful, Synarchy slowly unravels the tightly laced reality we have created for ourselves. Blending the metaphysical with conspiracy, fact with fiction, author DCS has opened up a world that will force us to rethink everything we believe we now know about 2012.

“It’s a lot of fun sprinkling the truth into the pages of fiction,” DCS continued. “With 2012 fast approaching, it seems like everyone has an opinion on the possibilities. Synarchy is the culmination of my own in-depth research and gives the reader the full story while putting a different spin on what may happen on the planet just three short years from now.”

DCS has appeared on Freedom Fighter Radio and will appear soon on The Authors Show, radio version. Synarchy is available at Amazon.com and at the author’s website. DCS is available for interview and can be reached using the information below.

Synarchy Book 1: The Awakening
DCS
SVT Publishing
ISBN-10: 0615196756
ISBN-13: 978-0615196756

Profile:
DCS was born in Alexandria Virginia. She graduated high school in Huntersville, NC and attended the University of North Carolina at Charlotte intent on earning a degree in Political Science and becoming a lawyer. She instead eventually turned to writing.

She spent time in the corporate world in records management, and briefly considered the possibility of making a living converting corporate paper into searchable tiffs. She then realized that the telling of well researched stories was her first, true love. Synarchy is her first novel and was named a finalist in the 2008 Best Book Awards sponsored by USA Book News. Five more novels are scheduled for release.

Contact:

DCS

dcstorm@svtpublishing.com

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I don’t write in any order. I skip around. I write as an idea comes to me, and then later it will get fitted together like the pieces of a puzzle. I have a general idea of how I want Book 2 to flow and after that generalization it will write itself. Here are a few scenes that may or may not make into the final novel.

As always, reader feedback is encouraged. Enjoy.

-DCS

S.V.T. Think Tank
Washington, DC
<date/time>

“Tell me why I’m believing in the oncoming ascension.” Vasco regarded the three scientists.

<talk about what explanations there are.>

“I want your team to back out of Piedras Negras.” Vasco said after a moment of thoughtful silence.

Derek blinked. “Sir?”

“Back out Derek.”

“Why?”

“Because if you’re right, there’s not a chance they’ll let you through. And we’re not in the position to protect you from them yet.”

“Sir-“

“The keyword in that sentence is yet.” Vasco rose to his feet. “Trust me. Pull your team out. There are a few other things I want you to look into in the meantime.”

Denver Colorado
Denver International Airport(?)
<date/time>

<Good spot to go into some history about the weird shit that goes on here, muriels on the walls, masonic capstone, etc>

Tony DeMarco intercepts Caser on his way to the airport.

Comes walking up, smoking a cigarette. “Change of orders.”

Caesar halts. “Excuse me?”

“Change of fucking orders.” Tony lifted his head, his hard blue eyes staring down at Caesar.

Caesar reigned himself in. DeMarco outranked him. That meant everything in their world. “I’m listening. Sir.”

Tony smirked, took another drag of the cigarette then flicked it aside. “Integrate and Observe. Keep reporting back. Allow Amadeo and Olivia to proceed as they may and continue reporting to Kayla. The Brotherhood wants to know if they’re worth keeping alive after the dust clears.”

He wanted to growl in frustration, but called upon his patience. There was little else he could do. Orders were orders. “Yes, sir.” Walks up the little metal staircase and gets on the plane.

Tony watched him depart, and then turned around walking back to the waiting car. It was a lucky fucking thing for them, that not all the Anunnaki themselves, were opposed to freeing humanity. Enil it seemed had not changed. Though in their time, it hadn’t been that long anyway.

He touched the wireless headset in his ear. “Name dial Alex.”

Climbed into the back seat of the car. “All right, Enil bought us some more time.”

<location? Alcyone Island?>
<no idea>
<no idea>

“All of them have to go, but we’ve got to clean them out first. We’ll need your help in getting the explosives and then people to move in and out of the lower levels. Our moves are too watched.” Alex motioned towards him and his brother.

“Seeing new people is not that alarming. They are rotated through the system so you don’t get close to your workers; rarely remember their faces, etc. The less you know the better. I can get the charges planted through the whole system but we’ll need someone to set them off.”

“We’ve got a friend who could put you into the system, so you have access to the transportation levels.”

“It doesn’t require that high of a security clearance because once things get to those levels if it’s being moved it’s already gone through security and is in a crate.”

Lucien raised his hand. “That job is mine. I’ve always wanted to push the red button.”

“The Grove goes too.” Alex said.

“We’ve got the media outlets covered.” Tony said.

“How did you manage that?” Vasco asked

“I told you we’re not alone in this. We’ve got friends from above.” Alex said.

“You mean people in space? On a spaceship?” Lucien asked.

“If you wanna be all ignorant and call it that.” Tony said.

“What the fuck would I call it then?” Lucien gave him a what the fuck expression.

“An interdimensional traveling vessel. Or ITV for short.” Tony rolled his eyes as if that was common knowledge. “And you wouldn’t call them people either.”

“Can we halt with the pronoun wars and continue please?” Simone eyeballed the two of them.

“What? We’re already the rednecks of the galaxy, I was just trying to educate him.”

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