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The Faustian King: Part One

The Faustian King: Part One

Writes, N. K. Write

Paperback

Mystery & ThrillerGeneral Fiction

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ISBN13: 9798199549592
Publisher: Independently Published
Pages: 394
Weight: 1.04
Height: 0.98 Width: 6.00 Depth: 9.00
Language: English
THE FAUSTIAN KING
**Some men inherit empires. Francis Kaper inherited a war.**

When Francis Kaper - billionaire heir, trained mystic, and the most dangerous man no one has heard of - returns from two years of secret initiation in the Himalayan ashram of the Swayamsiddha order, he comes back carrying ash on his skin, grief in his bones, and a mission the modern world has no language for.

His twin sister Sara is dead. His father has just been buried. His family's empire - built on foundations no one knew existed - is being dismantled piece by piece by a man Francis once called a friend. And something ancient, patient, and catastrophically powerful has been waiting for exactly this moment of human vulnerability.

*The Faustian King* is a supernatural thriller unlike any other - part corporate espionage, part occult mythology, part love story, entirely its own world. It moves between the boardrooms of Manhattan and the cremation grounds of Haridwar, between a billionaire's gala and a graveyard in the Hudson Valley at midnight, between the cold architecture of financial war and the older, darker mathematics that governs what lies beneath it.

Francis must play three roles simultaneously: the grieving heir reclaiming his father's legacy in a rigged courtroom; the double agent concealed inside an ancient evil that believes it has leashed him; and the Swayamsiddha operative executing a counter-strategy so subtle that the enemy will not recognise it as a weapon until it has already detonated from within.

Beside him stands Jane - sharp, brave, and quietly assembling the truth one detail at a time. Above him flies Chaaya, the great horned owl who holds the line between the living and the dead. Behind him, six thousand miles away in the high Himalayas, the Mahaguru watches the sky and begins to move his pieces.

But the stakes are not limited to one man's inheritance or one family's empire. The same ancient intelligence that has leashed Francis to its service has been building something larger - feeding on the sustained consequence of human violence across eight nations, degrading the collective capacity for grace one atrocity at a time, preparing for a five-month window in the Aztec calendar when the boundary between worlds runs thin enough to cross permanently. The Mahaguru calls it Nemontemi. The Vatican astronomers have no name for what they saw burn across the sky. The Kabbalistic scholars in Jerusalem broke a wax seal that had not been opened in three generations. Francis is not fighting a corporate villain. He is the only instrument already inside the machine - and the machine does not yet know it has been compromised.

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