Saturday, September 22, 2012

The Kure by Jaye Frances: Guest Post, Excerpt



John Tyler, a young man in his early twenties, awakens to find a ghastly affliction taking over his body. When the village doctor offers the conventional, and potentially disfiguring, treatment as the only cure, John tenaciously convinces the doctor to reveal an alternative remedy—a forbidden ritual contained within an ancient manuscript called the Kure.


Although initially rejecting the vile and sinister rite, John realizes, too late, that the ritual is more than a faded promise scrawled on a page of crumbling paper. And as cure quickly becomes curse, the demonic text unleashes a dark power that drives him to consider the unthinkable—a depraved and wicked act requiring the corruption of an innocent soul.


Ultimately, John must choose between his desperate need to arrest the plague that is destroying his body, and the virtue of the woman he loves, knowing the wrong decision could cost him his life.

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The Kure is available on Amazon in paperback and kindle eBook

Thank you, Laurie, for hosting me today on Laurie’s Thoughts and Reviews with my paranormal-occult romance novel, The Kure.


More than one reader has suggested that the popularity of The Kure is partly due to the story’s historical basis and, in particular, the origin of the ritual contained in the ancient and demonic book of healing the good doctor kept hidden in a secret compartment behind his bookcase.


My goal was to base the Kure’s demonic rites on specific dark-spirited practices used to exploit women throughout much of human history, especially the targeting of young virgin women, who were often manipulated and otherwise forced to serve in satisfying the sexual pleasure and gratification of men.


As John Tyler (our hard-working, gorgeous hunk of a protagonist) suggested, "Harwell had read the most perverse instructions imaginable, a prescription designed to justify the actions of corrupt and evil men who craved the touch of a young maiden."


Resurrecting some of these not-so-shining—or distant—moments in human history was not easy. I was concerned the descriptions of the ritual might be too graphic for some readers. But after several attempts to rewrite and dilute the intensity of many of the physical aspects of both the devastating disease threatening John’s body, and the ritual itself, I realized my efforts would also create a rift in the authenticity of the characters. How would readers know how aggressive and debilitating John’s disease really was if I didn’t describe it adequately? How could they empathize with Sarah’s struggle of self-sacrifice if I sugar-coated the very details that drove her to the edge of panic?


I wanted the characters to experience the same apprehension, dread, anxiety, distress, and fear that I’m sure their real life counterparts did over a hundred and fifty years ago—providing the same vicarious experience for the reader.


Because of the nature of the theme, The Kure is best suited for an adult reader. For those who would like to learn more about the background and dark historical practices which became an inspiration for the story, I’ve provided some details on my website at the link below:



In the following excerpt, John is forced to face his demons after pursuing a sinister spell contained in a forbidden text of healing, the Kure. Even though John has denounced the ritual as blasphemous, he must atone for his persistence in demanding the good doctor open the evil book and read the despicable passages.


From the moment of John’s arrival in this place of desolation, he had been consumed with a single overriding question: Where am I? Now he wanted the answer to something far more important: Why am I here?
He remembered the doctor’s old book and the seldom spoken rumor that was as intrinsic to the pagan cures as the scandalous whispers that spread them: Once a spell was unleashed, it could not be stopped. Had simply reading from the book invited the vengeful wrath of some long-dead warlock? Had he unwittingly unleashed a forsaken demon who had used his necromantic skills to summon him to this lightless domain of the grave?
Stoking the remains of his spent courage, John called on his memories—his mother’s photograph, his father’s pocket watch, and finally, his first sight of Sarah, standing at the entrance to the parlor, her beauty chasing away every other thought, the unspoken possibilities overwhelming even the pain of his affliction.
Seeking the sanctuary of her comforting form, he closed his eyes, forcing his mind to pull her from the disorder and confusion. But when her image finally came, he could not hold it, and he watched in despair as her face shattered into a thousand fragments of broken innocence. The prick and tingle of useless muscle made him realize he was trying to reach out, to catch the fading shards of her image. Yet his vacant embrace only reminded him of the empty ache of what might have been—watching sunsets together from his porch, sharing dinner in front of the fireplace, and the warm touch of her skin against his.
It was his punishment, he decided, for insisting the doctor resurrect the evil manuscript, for seeking out someone to perform the ancient rite, and for his unconscionable willingness to victimize another for his own selfish survival.
The bittersweet ghosts of lost opportunity were still fluttering in the shadows when the next volley of strikes ripped across the expanse. Although similar to the more remote and benign displays, this hellish storm-light was much closer, the shock and clatter leaving John reeling from its jarring concussion. Fed from drifting islands of luminous smoke and gas, the jagged barbs collided with explosive force, honeycombing the Hadean wasteland with firestorms of burning pitch.
He had cursed the darkness. Now he would welcome it. He peered beyond the flame-etched canvas, wondering if the tiny gray dots floating in the remote canopy were also cocoons of prey, other victims condemned to languish and die in this nameless void.
Ever since his arrival into this nameless void, John had continued to harbor the most basic instinct of any species—survival. He believed a route of escape remained open and accessible, and with sufficient time and effort, he would eventually find it. Now he realized his involuntary passage had not only taken his freedom, but had also stripped away every nuance of hope.
He prayed for forgiveness, begging God to release him from this purgatorial agony. And if it was to be his fate, to allow his soul to complete the journey to its eternal resting place. But his penitence was no match for the angry pyrogenic shafts crisscrossing the chasm, and his prayers were abruptly dashed across a crackling mesh of scathing fire. In this realm of desolation and despair, John began to suspect that even God was beyond his reach.
Jaye Frances is the author of The Kure, a paranormal-occult romance novel, The Possibilities of Amy, a coming-of-age romance novella, The Cruise-All That Glitters, an edgy, adult satire about love on the high seas, and The Beach, a sci-fi fantasy about a man who is given the opportunity to receive his ultimate wish and lives to regret it. Her next book, scheduled for a November 2012 release, is titled Love Travels Forever, a collection of poignant short stories and essays. She is also a featured columnist for the NUSA SUN magazine. Born in the Midwest, Jaye readily admits that her life’s destination has been the result of an open mind and a curiosity about all things irreverent. When she’s not consumed by her writing, Jaye enjoys cooking, traveling to all places tropical and “beachy” and taking pictures—lots of pictures—many of which find their way to her website. Jaye lives on the central gulf coast of Florida, sharing her home with one husband, six computers, four cameras, and several hundred pairs of shoes. For more information, visit Jaye’s website at, or Jaye’s Blog at
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Priscilla Pomeroy said...

Whether I win or not, I WILL be reading this book. It sounds exactly like the books I like to read. Keep up the good work, Jaye!

PuttPutt1198Eve said...

It sounds like Jaye was right to now water down the descriptions of both the illness and the rituals. They might be grim but are probably necessary to the integrity of the story.

Anonymous said...

Thank you so much for a fantastic book giveaway, that i would love to have the oportunity of reading. Apologies that i am not on twitter or facebook. x

Kelly R said...

Thank you so much for the giveaway and your wonderful post

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Sonia G Medeiros said...

Sounds really fascinating and dark but I'm also sensing some hope there. I'm a sucker for a good redemption arc. Keen to check out the Kure.

Kar said...

Thanks for the giveaway! I love the cover of the kure *-*

Jolene and Family said...

Great giveaway! Sounds like a really good read!

Brooke said...

I'm so glad the author decided to do the subject justice and not sugar coat it. I appreciate that a lot and really do look forward to getting my hands on this book.

Thanks for the chance to win.

Jaye Frances said...

Many thanks to everyone for the great comments!
Jaye Frances