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The Lucifer Messiah

The Lucifer Messiah

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by Frank Cavallo

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Sean Mulcahy answered Uncle Sam's call. In the autumn of 1917, he left his home, his friends, and the girl he loved. On the killing fields of the Western Front, he vanished without a trace. Thirty years later his best friend Vince Sicario is a broken man. Split from his wife, run off the NYPD, his world swirls in the bottom of a bottle. Until Sean comes clawing at his


Sean Mulcahy answered Uncle Sam's call. In the autumn of 1917, he left his home, his friends, and the girl he loved. On the killing fields of the Western Front, he vanished without a trace. Thirty years later his best friend Vince Sicario is a broken man. Split from his wife, run off the NYPD, his world swirls in the bottom of a bottle. Until Sean comes clawing at his door. Bleeding. Delirious. And looking not a single day older. Vince turns to the only person he trusts, his wife Maggie—the woman Sean left behind three decades earlier. Together they hit the streets of Hell's Kitchen, seeking answers to Sean's disappearance and mysterious return. But others are on the same trail, and something terrible is lurking in the dark alleys and dirty corners of the West Side. Wise guys are disappearing. Mutilated corpses are turning up. The cops are baffled and gangsters are running scared. Rumors abound of strange gatherings in the shadows, of ancient horrors reborn, of blood feasts and pagan rites rekindled. Some say the savior of the damned has come. Sean may be in terrible danger. Or the greatest danger of all—the Lucifer Messiah.

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"Dark fantasy fans will cherish this urban thriller."  —Book Crossing

"Fans of monster-infested tales will enjoy the strange ones on display here, several who would fit perfectly in a Lovecraft story."  —The Horror Fiction Review

"Great style and originality . . . a compelling story that keeps you guessing until the very end."  —EternalNight

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The Lucifer Messiah

By Frank Cavallo Medallion Press, Inc. Copyright © 2006 Frank Cavallo
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ISBN: 978-1-932815-87-0

Chapter One New York City November 19, 1946

Sean staggered.

A stench crawled into his nostrils. Garbage. Rotten food. Shit. Even the shadows stank.

They were still out there. Somewhere. Stalking him.

He forced himself to move, creeping through the filth and the darkness. His gut ached. He felt the blood drooling out of him. It trickled into his pants, ran down his leg. It was sticky and wet.

He had to keep going.

He recognized the street ahead. Ninth Avenue and the corner of West Thirty-Sixth Street. The edge of Hell's Kitchen.

Street lamps buzzed overhead; an electric swarm of pale, flickering light. Across the way, the minute hand of an old gothic clock moved one click. That made it 1:13 AM.

Sean didn't care.

Steam exhaled from a sewer vent. Sulfurous ghosts washed over him. For a moment he welcomed the warmth. But he couldn't linger. He only bathed in the hot odor for a moment.

He fell, toppling a half-filled trashcan. Noise was the last thing he needed. He didn't get up, not right away. First he grabbed his dented felt hat from a puddle. His overcoat was already ruined, but that hat meant a lot to him-sweat stains and mildew notwithstanding.

A sedan turned from around the far corner. Headlights skimmed the street. Tires squeaked on blacktop.

Sean scrambled to his feet. He stumbled backward, hoping to reach the safety of the reeking dark.

His chin dripping sweat, he watched as the car drove by. It was motoring slowly, agonizingly so as it rolled past his little alley-hovel, then beyond him, and finally around the next block.

He counted in his head.

One, one thousand. Two, one thousand. Three ...

After what he figured was enough of a pause, he chanced an appearance. Hobbling out into the dangerous light, he gasped for air and hurried across the street.

He only made it halfway.

A pair of shots ricocheted. The sedan screeched from around the corner. It roared like a mechanical predator. Lead and fire and noise spewed from two Thompson sub-machine guns.

Sean faltered. He dragged his feet with an urgency that was nothing short of panic, across the bullet-marked street and into a second alcove.

The grinding steel-on-steel whine raced behind. He made it into the narrow passage between a bakery and a shoe store. His feet crushed broken glass. He slipped as he ran. Before he could gain much distance, with the sedan plowing toward him through the debris, he came face to face with frustration.

A ten-foot iron fence blocked his way, mocking his flight in rusted silence. Razor wire ringed the top, though the barbs were barely visible through the shadows and the steam. The headlights were on him.

Gunfire clanged at his feet.

He winced. The bullets were close, but there was something else. He shivered, though not from the cold, closed his eyes tight and fell backward.

The gloom swallowed him.

A moment later, the sedan skidded to a halt inches from the fence. Rocco Gallucci heaved the passenger-side door open. He bounded out with a Tommy gun braced in his arms. The barrel was dripping smoke.

"We know you're out there Mulcahy. The boss wants a word with you. He ain't gonna shed no tears if we bring you back in pieces," the fat man shouted.

Two others joined him from within the massive automobile.

"He ain't back here," one whispered.

"He's here. He ain't got no way outta here," Rocco said.

A rustle stirred behind a dumpster. Jolted, the third gunman squeezed his trigger, firing off a pair of rounds. His comrade was quick to grab him. Rocco rebuked him just as fast.

"It's just rats Gino!"

The smoke from the shots took a moment to clear. When it did, they saw a brood of rodents, nine or ten strong, squealing and crawling over one another. The pests scurried in a half-dozen directions, a mess of whiskers and scaly tails burrowing through a pile of old clothes-a dented felt hat and a once-fancy overcoat among them.

"Looks like they ate some bum," Gino said.

The men continued their search. They rifled through every inch of the trash in the alley, but of the fugitive they had cornered, there was nothing. Just some blood smeared on the lower links of the fence.

"He's gone. There ain't no two ways around it," Gino said.

"That's impossible," Rocco answered.

"Unless he climbed the fence."

"Climbed the fuckin' fence, my ass. You wanna be the one to tell Mr. Calabrese that we lost 'em? After what that son of a bitch did to the new guy?"

"We gotta tell him something. And I don't see nobody back here," Gino said.

Rocco spit. He cursed again, this time in his native Sicilian dialect. Within a few moments, they were back in the sedan, and gone from the alley.

A short while later, after the block had settled back into the slumber from which it had been so rudely awakened, Sean Mulcahy limped out of the alley. He was still dressed in the tattered overcoat and the beat-up felt hat.

A rat scampered across his shoe. It climbed up and disappeared under the leg of his pants.

He was finally home.


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Meet the Author

Frank Cavallo was born in New Jersey in 1972. He is a criminal defense attorney at the Cuyahoga County Public Defender Office, and lives in Lakewood, Ohio.

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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Wouldnt you know...harriet klausner ruins another book. Stop with the plot spoilers already. Ppl want to read a book for themselves, not have someone else condense it down into cliff notes.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Sean Mulcahy vanished in Europe during World War I. Thirty years later, he reappears in his old neighborhood, Hell¿s Kitchen in New York City. He doesn¿t seem to have aged and some mafia thugs are trying to kill him. Meanwhile, an odd collection of people are gathering in secret, preparing for some kind of festival and looking for the return of their promised savior, a figure they call Lucifer. Sean recruits two old friends to help him fight his way through a series of dangers that begins with the mob, but leads to an even darker underworld where shape-shifting creatures are beginning to stir. One faction of changelings is led by a dark queen called the Morrigan and the other by a thousand year old child named Argus. Both sides believe Sean to be Lucifer, but have different agendas. The Morrigan sees him as a threat and wants to kill him, while Argus wants to make him their new king. Sean, for his part, wants nothing to do with either side, and tries to find a way out. He doesn¿t think he¿s anyone¿s messiah and is only interested in being with the woman he left behind decades before. This is a strange and sometimes difficult book. Since several of the main characters are changelings, they completely change their physical appearances midway through the story, and then adopt a new name as well, which can make it hard to keep track of who is doing what. In other words, it can¿t be read lightly, this book demands a certain level of attention. It¿s worth the effort though. The story, like many of the characters within it, transforms over the course of the book. It begins as gritty tale of the New York City mafia (with some serious hints of weird things to come) and then morphs into a surreal trip through a nightmare world of shape-shifting creatures and pagan gods. Imagine Goodfellas crossed with Pan¿s Labyrinth and you have a rough idea. The whole story is told with vivid, sometimes gory detail that occasionally ventures into some very graphic scenes of bizarre sex and extreme violence, but also touches on some philosophical points concerning the myth of the messiah-figure and the false hope of prophecies. One warning: the title is a bit of a trick. This book has nothing to do with Satan. The meaning of the name is ultimately explained, although not in the way I expected. Overall, it¿s a unique read, well written and with a few interesting surprises.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Even if I don't like a book, I normally read it all the way through to see if it gets better, but not this one. Two-thirds of the way through, I still couldn't figure out what, exactly, the book was about. The characters are flat, static, and cliche. The writing is so-so. I found nothing unique about the plot, setting, or characters to catch my attention. Cavallo didn't make me care about Sean's problems or Argos's schemes. The multitude of misspellings and grammatical/punctuation mistakes was the last straw. I honestly don't see how this one got past the editors. This book was nothing but a waste of my time and money.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I couldn't put the book down!! It kept me guessing.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I really enjoyed this book. It was different than what i read on the norm, but was a nice surprise. Definitley puts a different image in your head as to what "other beings" may exist. Character development was nice, even for some of the minor characters. The story was very straight forward and there was no break up in between to throw anything out of whack. Great recommendation to get away from normal gothic sparkly vampires and back to true horror books.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Interesting. It was different that's for sure. Was not sure if liked it but it got better when I understood more of the story line
Guest More than 1 year ago
It has been a long time since I have thoroughly enjoyed a book. The Lucifer Messiah is one such book. The plot and story are unique and more importantly, the characters are so vivid that I felt that I was watching a good movie.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I really enjoyed this book. The author artfully constructed the story to keep me turing the pages to see what would happen next. It reveals a plotline that takes you on twists and turns right up until the the very last page.-in fact, i'd reccomend reading the author's note.
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Guest More than 1 year ago
With its skillfully crafted plot and powerful imagery, Cavallo has created a riveting first novel. Cavallo's dark prose is beautifuly detailed, yet succinct, making the book a smart and enjoyable read. I couldn't put this book down. I hope we don't have to wait too long for a follow up!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is a goody, can't wait to read more.
harstan More than 1 year ago
In the Fall of 1946 in New York City, goons employed by Salvatore ¿Sam¿ Calabrese chase after Sean Mulachy, but as they area about to catch up to him, a mist forms out of nowhere hiding Sean from them. Once they leave, he visits his best friend Vince Sicario, who is shocked to see Sean as the last time they saw one another was in 1917 when the latter enlisted. Sean looks like he did in 1917 while Vince has aged three decades.----------------------- Two groups of beings search for Sean the Morrigan and her minions, and Argus, who looks like a six tear old and his allies. Both believe that Sean is Lucifer reborn to bring light and wisdom to a troubled world. However while the Morrigan believes that humanity is not ready f such a revelation, Argus deems the prophecy of Nestor has begun. Sean must learn who he is before either side gets to him.----------------- Sean initially does not believe he is Lucifer, but begins to reconsider as strange phenomena occur including his lack of aging and the Church demonizing his allies and the Morigan needing to kill him so the prophecy doesn¿t come true. Adding to the suspense is that much of the cast wear human disguises to masquerade their true essence. Frank Cavallo cleverly uses creatures of myths and legends to further the tale as the audience wonders what is good and evil and who lines up where including the protagonist. Dark fantasy fans will cherish this urban thriller.------------- Harriet Klausner