We all got it wrong. The Bible isn't a prophecy; it is a user manual.
For centuries, the Seven Seals have been hidden in plain sight, embedded in artifacts scattered across the globe, guarded by an order of knights who thought they were protecting history. They were actually protecting the locks on the cage of Hell.
Kaelen Vane runs a pawn shop in the Bronx. He doesn't know he is the last descendant of the Keeper. When a desperate woman sells him a rusted iron cylinder covered in scratchings, Kaelen does the one thing he wasn't supposed to do: he twists it.
It breaks.
The sky over Manhattan turns the color of a bruised plum. A sound?the shatter of a billion panes of glass?rips through the city, and the First Rider, Conquest, steps out of the morning rush hour traffic on a motorcycle made of living bone.
The seals are breaking. The Lamb is not coming to save anyone. And Kaelen has to figure out how to put the genie back in the bottle before the oceans turn to blood and the stars fall from the sky.
