The Icarus Project

In an alternate reality, the vampires live.
And they are making a stand. They want the world, and they will take it.

But what will become of the humans?

Are they forever trapped in the Icarus Complex? Bred and eaten like cattle, the humans are getting sick and tired... And then an unfortunate turn of events provides them with the chance they need for a rebellion. The only problem is...

Will they take that chance?


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Prologue - Queen Vivienne   

They sat around a thick, wooden table. The wine glasses were smashed and dripping. Trails of blood dribbled over the plates, seeping into the worn oak, further staining the old table. The warm blood ran into the cracks, tumbling towards the edge, with a drip, drip, drip to the floor.

Their bodies were swelling, not just with the heat, but mostly because they each had more than their fill. The pig sat wasting on the table was nothing but a prelude, the beginning of a much larger event. The cheap and poor whores were spread on the floor, life tearing from their lungs with each haggard breath.   

There were six of them, on this night. More than thirty in the house hold, but only some had joined the feast. Vivienne liked her plump lips, dipping her finger in a pool of blood that had formed near her unused plate. They were lazy and full, if she spoke now she would not have their full attention. This did not matter. Her lover sat opposite her, and at nearly a hundred years her senior, his demeaning look was not unrecognised to her. He was older than anyone else there, and they respected him.   


“Ulrik.” She addressed him. “It is time.”  

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