Legacy by Chris Coppel
Thanks to Carola Schmidt from (Henry Roi Book Tours) and the author Chris Coppel for a copy to review.
"Legacy" is categorised as Horror/Suspense/Thriller, I wouldn't say horror, not the scary bloody type, it has elements of Sci-Fi, but not the Aliens/Future/TimeTravel type more in the different plane of existence type.
The story starts with Craig Edmonds, a sheriff in southern Utah, waking up in the early morning with a loud banging on their front door, he finds a big heavy-looking package outside his porch and an old pickup in the distance.
He brings the package (with great difficulty) inside the house, he wants to open the box but his wife says it's very early and to leave it till the morning.
The morning arrives and he opens it finding a large/old mirror, (the one with intricate carvings on the frame) very creepy looking. What follows is a rollercoaster ride of a story, it involves a centuries-old witch, a shaman and an organisation tasked with defending our plane of existence from monsters hell-bent on destroying ours.
I enjoyed it, it was a quick, easy read and it grabbed me from the very beginning, it has enough to keep you reading more.
What I really liked was the author takes you to Craig's childhood which I believe is an integral part of the story.
The story ends on a cliffhanger, and I'm happy to say I have the second book ready to read. Review coming in December.
About Chris Coppel
I was raised the son of a writer. My father wrote plays, films and novels. He was successful and suffered constant wanderlust. I was born in America when he was there writing Vertigo for Alfred Hitchcock.
I give that familial insight so that you can understand that had the genes, I just needed to find my footing and get up the nerve to put pen to paper (or to be more accurate...open my laptop). Many would say that having a successful parent should make it easier to follow their path under the protective shadow of their parent’s success. Not so! Writing is difficult. Writing in the hopes that you will be read and your works appreciated is terrifying. In my case, the fear of failure kept my ideas and stories buried in a back closet within my brain.
It is only now as I enter the latter part of my existence that I have been able to calm the fear and share my stories with those who may wish to read them.
I would like to think that it was my choice to write about things that go bump in the night, but it wasn’t. I had no idea that I would one day write tales of horror, but that is now what I do. With each new book, I feel drawn further into the dark void that we feel but rarely see. I hope you will join me.