The Egyptologist: Jinn Series, #5

By Ayse Hafiza

The secret of catching a Jinni

Please note this book has dark and disturbing themes that may be upsetting to some readers.

Ornais wants to know what Bradford (The Egyptologist) is doing in the Valley of the Kings. Bradford spends time deciphering ancient hieroglyphics which contain a code that gives him a power he should never possess, a power dangerous in humans hands.

The hieroglyphics teach Bradford the mysteries of the ancients, the secrets of how to control a Jinni. 

Bradford is a madman, and Ornais the bait, one trap later and their fates are sealed. Who will win? And who will die?

To find out buy the Egyptologist the 5th Story in the Jinn series

Jinn Series
The Seance
The Crush
Magician's Assistant
Devil's Daughter
The Egyptologist
Confessions of a Witch
Possessing Asya

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ayse Hafiza
• Release date: Jul 23, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386823216

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The Egyptologist

The Egyptologist

Jinn Series

Book

5

Ayse Hafiza

Dedication

Dedicated to

the

Jinn

.

Contents

Let’s Connect

1. Chapter One The Valley of the Kings

2. Chapter Two The Man named Bradford

3. Chapter Three The Prostitute

4. Chapter Four The Murder of a Murderer

5. Chapter Five New Beginnings

Confessions of a Witch

Afterword

Also by Ayse Hafiza

About the Author

Disclaimer

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Chapter One The Valley of the Kings

Scalding sands whisked through the air, each grain of yellow performing its individual dance in unison with all the other grains. These days were stifling hot, the kind of days that made it hard to breathe. Oppressive heat would burn holes in your throat, melting the tops of your lungs as excess fat would drip off your body in floods of perspiration. These days, the local Egyptian tour guides would wear fabric to cover their faces for protection from the harsh sands. Tourists often commented that traditional clothes were part of the magic of the Orient. We laughed at them, as this harsh climate is the reason they left their comfortable homes, predictable lives, and magical television sets. The western tourists were always the same, never dressed for the desert heat and always with a camera and a glinting bottle of water clutched in their hands .

The Valley of the Kings was a strange place. Its harsh landscape evoked strong emotions due to its contrasts in colors and textures. With stunning sunsets against golden yellow sands, the cloudless azure sky acted as a mirror to the seas which were miles away. The River Nile allowed for fertile soils and crops to be farmed, these fertile lands competing with vast mounds of stone and mountain that made up the Valley of the Kings. It was beautiful, it

was

home

.

The Pharaohs of the past understood the fertile lands represented a worldly existence that was plush, luxurious, and springing many beautiful trees, a parallel to life itself. Whereas the valley was dry, arid, inhospitable, and hard. Dead to the human eye, this place attracted

the

dead

.

In general, humankind has always been scared of death. An adage existed that the human dead of the past did not belong side by side with the human living. The human dead were buried where they belonged, and that is why they were buried out in the wilderness of The Valley of the Kings, among our community.

Our community is Jinn, and like your Pharaonic dead, we did not want to be in your company. We, or more specifically, my community, do not like to share our territory. We have a history longer than humankind on this Earth, and therefore more of a claim to the lands which your human ancestors did and undoubtedly your descendants will

fight

over

.

Humans can be savage and hold no interest for us; like the majority of my community, I stay away from your folk. Your lives are an average of seventy years, and if you make it to old age, how much are you expected to remember? It is such a short life span. Your