When I finished writing The Rise of The Phoenix, I thought happily that I had written the book in such a way that it didn’t matter whether or not I ever wrote a sequel. The book could stand on its own.

Go me.

Of course, once you’ve written a sequel, then you’re automatically committed to a trilogy. Or a quintology — if there is such a thing.

Children of Chaos is the sequel to The Rise of The Phoenix. It is not a stand-alone book. I had hoped to be able to write it in such a way that the reader did not have to read Phoenix and they could still enjoy this new book. In that, I have completely failed. In fact, in my biased view, nothing that happens in the very first chapter makes much sense if you aren’t familiar with all that has gone before.

However, since I am allergic to prologues, I am forced to proffer this advice: either read Phoenix so that you will fully comprehend what is going on here, or don’t — but if you don’t, don’t blame me if none of this is completely comprehensible.

As of this writing, I have not finished this book. That said, I like it, mostly because it takes everything that is standard and “normal” in Judeo-Christian fiction and stands it on its head. When you finish reading Phoenix, you will no doubt think you understand who is the good guy and who is the bad guy and the good guys win.

By the time you finish this one, you won’t be so sure … if I have done my job right.

As always, I hope you will take advantage of the comments section following each chapter to offer your feedback, (constructive) criticisms and moderate ego fodder. And, really, if I’m doing stuff that you really hate, please do say so. Yes, it’s my story but I’m telling it to you so I care what you think.

I hope you enjoy Children of Chaos