My Review of Forgotten Blood by S.S. Bazinet

She rattles and then calms your nerves, and before you realize it, the nerve endings are ragged once more.

Arel faces a demonic ghost named Col whose only aim is torment and destruction. When Col invades the mind of a friend and tortures her, Arel is desperate to stop this villain.

But he soon finds out that fighting this master of darkness won’t work. So what can he do to safeguard himself and those he loves? His angelic friend, Michael, proposes a solution. It works . . . for a while.

In the end, an even more drastic solution must be found, and Arel is prepared to do anything to stop Col.

S.S. Bazinet

Review by Caleb Pirtle III:

For a moment, let’s forget the story, which is difficult to do. Forgotten Blood is a brilliant tale of good and evil, but can the heart of evil be salvaged from a dark and foreboding world where demonic ghosts duel with heroic angels, and the soul of a man’s life is not always defined or judged by his past, or by a future no one dares to predict?

The story will frighten you.

It is one of horror and misery.

It will often condemn you.

But ultimately it will strengthen you

And enlighten you.

Patched together with romance and love.

Damnation may wait at the end of a perilous and precarious journey.

Can the journey take another crossroad that leads elsewhere?

Or is there only one road a person is allowed to travel?

And will the road remain in one dimension or move through time to another?

Therein lie the pain and the agony and the fear that pervades the plot of Forgotten Blood.

But like I say, for a moment, let’s forget the story.

Let’s focus on the writing.

Author S. S. Bazinet again proves that she is one of the true word stylists in today’s publishing marketplace.

Her storytelling ability is remarkable.

But her words cut deep and work their way from her imagination to yours, and they remain with you for a long time.

From the opening paragraph of Forgotten Blood, she has you imprisoned within the story:

“Hell wasn’t fiery or hot. It was cold and dark, a small squalid cell with rusty iron bars. It was rats and cockroaches coming in through the cracks in the rough stone walls. Hell was being in isolation in a world where time didn’t exist.

“For Col, his hell was perfect. After all, he had created it, slimy stone by slimy stone. After his last physical life, he was repulsed by the idea of heaven. Heaven meant bowing down to some deity. And he’d never bow down to anyone or anything.”

The stage is set.

S.S. Bazinet sets it the way someone like Edgar Allan Poe would have created it.

It makes our blood runs cold.

Can we believe it?

We’re afraid not to.

She has vividly opened the door and led us inside the soul of a place where we may be fearful to go. She has taken us inside the mind of a man who has damned himself and his existence.

But why?

All great stories are not about what happens but why they happen.

And, perhaps more importantly, will they happen again?

S.S. Bazinet knows how to tighten the grip on suspense.

She delivers a sense of dread.

She surrounds us with the macabre.

She writes: “William swallowed hard, trying to clear the knot of fear lodged in his heard. “Lord, help us both, Arel. You are going to be a father, but your child isn’t going to be a good little boy. He’s going to be a demonic beast, a fiend who’s coming to destroy us all.”

Somewhere Poe is smiling.

In the sixth book of her Vampire Reclamation Project, S.S. Bazinet plays with your senses and emotions.

She rattles and then calms your nerves, and before you realize it, the nerve endings are ragged once more.

The story is sometimes suffocating and often inspiring.

But always, it is a compelling read.

The fight is one to the finish. So much is at stake.

Please click HERE to find Forgotten Blood on Amazon.

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