Red Harvest
()
About this ebook
The stories begin with the wind picking up tapping on windows causing confusion curiousity and the face at the window causing fear.it's sudden stillness causing curiousity to arise and people to explore the cause only to meet with deadly consequences children and adults alike are targets for these alien beasts that are under instructions from a higher being news of deaths all over the globe some people are able to see them one man even uses them for his own gain a story that puts fear into the heart of every man for the safety of his family which inevitably proves fruitless
James Aa. Keister
James Aa. Keister, was born and lives in Monroe, Michigan. An artist in both the arts and music. Letting this strong sense of talent flourish over into his writings. With an imaginative endorsement of realism that brings forth an ever flowing twist to his novels.
Read more from James Aa. Keister
Icy Stares Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsDark Glitters Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsFiller Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsDont Read Me Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsWalk Away from the Sun Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsSpring Rains sequel Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsIn Your Dead Skin Mask Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsAmish Talon Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsSnow Songs Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsWar of the Greater-Lesser Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Blissful Garden Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsMikey's got a gun Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsTangled Vines Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsListen Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsAutumn Winds sequel Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsEven Angels Will Fall Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsUnleashed Beauty Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsMystery and Mahem Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Magic Carousel Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsPerched Fables Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsSwirled Tides Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsMystery and Mayhem volume two Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Monroe Monster Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsSummer Waves sequel Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsFeeding Season: Winter Thaws - Sequel One Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsClouded Jade Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsPaint the Forest Winter Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsStay Down Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsLunar Glare Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsSecret Creature Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratings
Related to Red Harvest
Related ebooks
Harvest Moon Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsNo Deadlier Time: Darker Minds Crime and Suspense Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsXander's Powerful Growing Pains Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Ghostly Stringybark Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsGuise Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Origin Stone Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Memory Thief Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Perfect Dragon Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsWeb of Fire (Bind-up) Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsIdentical Strangers Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsDivine Histories: The Southern Magi Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsAlien in My Pocket #1: Blast Off! Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5War of the Black Curtain Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5A Bougainvillea Flower 1 Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsA Bougainvillea Flower 1: 1, #1 Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Gloaming Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Escape From Undermind Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Evil Inside Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Caverns of Carnage Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsNowhere Man Rating: 2 out of 5 stars2/5Freddy Fumple and the Mindmonsters Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Room: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Whisper: Lords of Khaos: Ironwood Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsHaunted Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Galaxies and Fantasies Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsBooks, Manticores, and Wolves; Oh My! Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsAncient, Strange, and Lovely Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Taming the Cult Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsBìtan Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsLife Happens: You Don't Have To Be Rich And Famous To Have Adventures Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratings
Action & Adventure Fiction For You
Once Upon a Time in Hollywood: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Murder Your Employer: The McMasters Guide to Homicide Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Wool: Book One of the Silo Series Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Crime and Punishment Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5The Princess Bride: S. Morgenstern's Classic Tale of True Love and High Adventure Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Learn German! Lerne Englisch! ALICE'S ADVENTURES IN WONDERLAND: In German and English Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Dust: Book Three of the Silo Series Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Shift: Book Two of the Silo Series Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Fourth Wing by Rebecca Yarros Summary: by Rebecca Yarros - A Comprehensive Summary Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsJames Patterson's Alex Cross Series Best Reading Order with Checklist and Summaries Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5The Last Kingdom Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Serpent: A Novel from the NUMA files Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Summary The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue: by V.E. Schwab - A Comprehensive Summary Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Huckleberry Finn Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Outlawed Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Darkness That Comes Before Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Termination Shock: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Learn Italian! Impara l'Inglese! ALICE'S ADVENTURES IN WONDERLAND: In Italian and English Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Shantaram: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The End of the World Running Club Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Grace of Kings Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Labyrinth of the Spirits Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Billy Summers Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5River God Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Leave the World Behind: A Read with Jenna Pick Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5The Most Dangerous Game Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Count of Monte Cristo Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Soul Identity Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5Swamp Story: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Three Fates Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5
Related categories
Reviews for Red Harvest
0 ratings0 reviews
Book preview
Red Harvest - James Aa. Keister
Preface
What would any good mythical story be without it's creature? Or at least a concept of one. I look like a man, hell we all do! But there's no way I'm from this place, this world, this earth. And we wouldn't want to be. Yet, we're here to do a job. As cruel as it may seem to be, it's only our jobs. But before we are even able to carry out our tasks, we receive our branded tattooed instructions from somewhere beyond. Painted on pale white transparent flesh in crimson colored scars. Covering every inch of our bodies. Dancing lines of scribbles in some unknown language. Yet we understand it quite well. And they were tattooed on like labels to color crayons. Burnt into the skin with the tip of some unseen instrument. Perhaps a finger nail. I'm still unclear how it's done. Hell, God himself wrote in stone with the tip of his finger Why not flesh? And these humans call us beasts!
Even though we look and imitate men and women of earth, are we really the beasts? Regardless, we bare these tattooed written marks. And you humans can't even begin to imagine just how painful it is. Because when it happens, each of us cry out in agony. These humans like to claim that the noises they hear are just the winds at their windows. You know, those same noises your parents told you were just the winds biting at your window. But little do they know it is I who comes to your window. Every seven years, just to follow out my orders. And when my task is complete, I'll simply disappear, and that is what the soft whistling at your window is. Our echoing agony of when we receive our new set of instructions. Of course, some believe those screams to be the souls of our victims. Those we were assigned to harvest Like the reapers of some mass harvest of crop. Drawing it all unto themselves. This plenty of a bountiful land. Yet unable to wash the red from their blood stained hands.
Either way I find it very unsettling. Not something you would want to tell your children on a scary windy evening. So yeah, go ahead and tell them that it's just the winds outside their windows. That's probably easier to put to ease then the truth is to swallow. But you know what I say? Let them believe that we are just some myth, a story perhaps, or even a tall tale rumor. Yeah, that's right! Let them believe that we're just some campfire ghost story. Yeah! Because hell, if they think and believe that we're unreal or some made up hoax, then fine! We can never be suspected. Not that it even matters. I mean, once our jobs have been finished, we'll simply vanish...shortly after. Gone for another seven years. So you go ahead and believe what you wish, believe what you will. We're only the winds that whisper on the panes of glass you stare out into the night sky through. Even though you only see the darkened shadows that dance and play with the wind, know that we are right there watching you. Smiling as you fall to dreaming. Letting your mind run through the whole gambit of life played out. Your own designed heart ship parade. And without really knowing, without any real experience, you become our curious prey. Like a spider at your window. We creep in like the wind to taste you. And we will one day feed...on you.
Chapter One
There was no way they were ever going to sleep. Even though their mother had finally fallen to her last nerve. Sending in their father. Hoping his authority would encourage the two boys to lay down and sleep. But even he eventually gave in to their persistence. Letting them sit together in one of the beds further st from the big bedroom window. Hidden beneath a large blanket. Afraid of the face they both had claimed to see floating just outside their window. And even though their father had taken a flashlight out into the dark yard to search around the house, they remained unconvinced. Finding no trace of any malevolent evidence. He made the boys promise to stay quiet so that their mother could sleep and he, himself went back to bed.
While outside the two boys window lay wait a pair of watching eyes. They were watching the two boys hiding under the thick blanket. The watching eyes narrowed with thought. Then as an idea surfaced to mind, the watchful eyes changed into something else. Something it knew would entice the boys to look out the glass. It whistled at the glass. Then tapped gently. Staring in at the lump that wiggled on the bed. It's hot breath had fogged up the glass, but then the cool of night stole that away. Again it tapped at the thin sheet of glass. Sure it could have broken in at will and demanded it's toll, but that was not what it had been instructed to do. It's instructions were very clear and very precise. Designed to entice the very optimal amount of adrenaline.
Again a soft tap at the glass and a whisper. In having as much adrenaline in the blood as possible was craved above any known riches mankind could ever hope for. It then made the sound of a sweet whisper. It was using their mother's voice. And it had taken her shape, now floating just outside their window. Calling their names. One of the boys, braver than the other, slowly began to pull back the thick blanket that hid them from the world they lived in and the one that was just outside their bedroom window. He continued to pull the blanket away, until he had finally found the edge and stopped. Still fearful of what was lurking out there.
Both boys had just turned seven a week or so ago and being twins...it was easy to tell the two apart. One had a very shy and reserved disposition while the other was open for what ever. Save the situation they were facing. And it was this braver one who was about to discover just how brave he really was. Shushing his younger brother, by two minutes, he pulled up the edge of the blanket. Only enough to peek out into the room. But as soon as he found his bearings, his eyes went straight to the window. It's whispering winds were screaming at the glass in low tones of howling. Beyond, the trees danced and played as the wind pushed them around like a bully on a playground. He ducked his head back under the blanket and told his brother that the coast was clear. So he too pulled his head out from under the covering and glared over at the window. Seeing nothing, they both sighed a breath of relief. But then the light tapping sounded again. At first, they froze. Staring so intently out the glass. So the braver one slowly got up, his twin right behind him. They crept up to the window to peer out side. Above, they could see the fulling of the moon. Beneath, torrent clouds. They watched as the trees swayed and the shadows raced in and out of hiding. Both were at the windows glass when the older boy, braver in heart, was about to tell his shy twin that everything was okay. And then it appeared.
They jerked back from the glass at first, just as the face reappeared in front of them. But this time they saw the face of their mother instead of the hideous featured beast from somewhere unknown. Believing it to be their mother, the braver son unlatched the window and pulled it open. Wanting to question why their mother was floating outside. The window creaked open as a rusty hing protested with a squeaky plea. Both boys watching as what they believed to be their mother danced in midair, smiling in at them. She let herself float ever closer, in slow motion. So she would not scare the boys away. They stood with smiles on their faces. Watching her as she continued to do her splay of rhythmic moves, drawing ever closer. She got herself within range but then moved back. Swaying like a cobra. Ready to strike. It was her way of luring them to believe...to trust. Slowly closing in again. But this time she quickly reached out and grabbed both their pajama shirts and pulled them out the window. Holding