Leviathan Golgohoth is a 6,000-year-old immortal who has lived a dark and deadly past and wishes to talk about it. As he relates his life story to his best friend, he secretly continues to perform his old methods of torture and death. Only one person, his mysterious next door neighbor, sees him for what he really is. Will Leviathan's compulsion to kill lead him to an unexpected twist, or will he gleefully slip past all those who wish to end his reign of bloodshed?

I slash the air with my dagger; the blade comes in contact with Javier’s left cheek. He cries out in pain and clutches his slashed face. “Don’t call me Jonathan.” I say. “My name is Leviathan. My name describes me as formidable. I cause fear, dread, and apprehension.” “Please, Leviathan.” he says. “Don’t kill me. I lived a short life.” “So, twenty-four years is not enough?” “How did you know I’m twenty-four?” “The same way that I can read your fear: Through the eyes.” “I wanna see my parents again!!” “Twenty-four years old, and you live with your parents?” “Yes. I don’t care!! I wanna stay with them forever!!” “You’ll see them again………..on the other side.” Javier hides his face in his hands. “Please,” he begs. “I’m begging you; don’t kill me!! I don’t want to die!!” Ah, the magic words: I don’t want to die. It’s my turn to speak............

Sierra Ball has always been a person who took interest in the beauty of the world. She has been a big fan of reading all of her life, and she began writing the first few chapters of The Chronicles of a Tyrant when she was only seventeen years old. A few months later, she joined the Louisiana National Guard and has served for over six years.

 

Sierra lives in central Louisiana with her turtles, her best friends, Tortuga and Danzig.