Series- The Whispers of the Fallen Book # 2
By- J.D. Netto
Publication Date- May 30, 2014
Smoke rises from the ruins of fallen kingdoms. Forgotten secrets have been revealed. In the
darkness of the world, Lucifer’s army grows.
The quest of the book-bearers grows even more perilous when Isaac and his companions
discover that ancient enemies have risen from the Heart of Elysium, seeking to snatch the
Book of Letters from their hands. The Nephilins are now aided by Xavier, one of the Fallen
Rulers. Villages have been brought to the ground by armies of Shadows. Creatures from the
Abyss now lurk in the mountains and forests, longing to kill whoever crosses their path.
Isaac and his companions must find courage to overcome their fears as they continue their
journey throughout Elysium.
Darkness—that was all I could see. I looked down, trying to catch a glimpse of my feet as
they trampled upon the unseen ground.
An invisible force pulled me while I listened to the sound of many voices. It was bitter
cold; my fingertips grew numb with every step I took. It was quiet here—too quiet. My
heartbeat sounded like drums softly played by weak hands.
Something lay in the darkness ahead of me. My eyes squinted in an attempt to better
visualize the unrecognizable. My breathing failed once I realized it was her—it was
Emotions stirred within me; rage shadowed my mind as I approached her body.
She attempted to stand to her feet, feebly moving her arms. It was apparent that an
invisible power pinned her down. My wings made their way out of my back as rage
continued to take over. I grasped my sword, marching in her direction.
I knelt next to her. Our eyes met.
Without hesitating, I pierced her left hand; blood flowed like a waterfall. Her body
trembled as she opened her mouth to scream, but no sound came forth.
You deserve to die, I thought, standing back on my feet. The memories of all the pain she
had caused me played over in my head. I placed my right foot on her skull, pressing it
against the ground.
I sank my sword into her chest. I was clueless of my whereabouts, but happy to know
that my mortal enemy lay here, defenseless.
The sound of her slowing heartbeat invaded my ears. I lifted my foot from her head,
kneeling next to her once again.
“You see,” I whispered in her ear. “Even with all of your dark powers, Nephele, in the end,
you will never win.”
“There is a price to be paid if one chooses to carry the magic of dragons,” said Sathees
with a serious tone. “I do not owe you an explanation, young one. You must trust me.”
There was anger in Xylia’s eyes.
A low rumble came from behind Sathees. He bowed his head, shutting his eyes.
I watched in disbelief as a short gray-stone well emerged from the ground behind him. Its
rocks were covered in mold, foliage, and branches.
“How did that just appear?” I shot Sathees a confused stare. “What is that well?”
Sathees opened his eyes. “Our way to the dragons, of course.” He turned his back to us.
Without any trace of fear, he climbed atop the well, standing on its edge. “This is how we
will get to the tamers.” He took one step toward the nothingness that stood between him
and the mouth of the well. I tried to grab ahold of him as his body fell inside but I missed
“Is he mad?” Xylia ran to the well. “Does he expect us to follow him? We could die.”
The darkness of the well was intimating.
“What other choice do we have?” Nathan lowered his eyes, gazing at the blackness of
the well. “We cannot just linger here in this storm.”
As the words drifted from his mouth, the rumbling noise resounded once again. I looked
behind me to see the hill rising from the dirt.
Xylia took a deep breath, climbing on top of the well.
“Since we have no other option.” She looked over her shoulder, setting her gaze on me.
“I will see you on the other side, boys.” She lowered her head and jumped.
I was about to head out the door when a chill shot up my leg. There was a cold grasp
around my ankle that pulled my body. I thudded to the floor. My eyes darted over my
shoulder and saw a black shadow shaped like a man. My heart skipped a beat as I
caught sight of its skeletal hands tightened around my left ankle.
I tried to land a kick on the creature, but my feet sank under its shadow. With great
strength, it lifted me off the ground and cast my body against the roof. A sharp pain
spread through my back. Ballard, Demetre, and Petra flocked into the room.
The grotesque being released a growl once it saw them. I managed to stand to my feet
as fast as I could.
“What in the name of Elysium is that?” Ballard unsheathed his sword.
I limped my way to my companions, feeling a sharp pain in my chest. I watched as both of
the creature’s skeletal hands turned into arms, each equipped with four-fingered hands.
At the tip of each finger was a sharp, curved claw. The creature’s bones slithered
beneath its brown skin while its body took a shape similar to that of a dragon. Its
elongated skull had a thin snout. Wings appeared on its back, expanding to almost twice
the size of the creature’s thin tail.
The creature lowered its head, growling as it crawled to its left. Its golden eyes trailed
across the room. The pain in my leg worsened as I watched it raise its body. It let out a
What inspired you to write this book?
First I would like to thank you for the opportunity of being featured in your blog. Ever since I started writing Whispers, I knew that I was going to have a sequel. The inspiration behind the events of this novel (Rebellion) is the blood-drinkers. The title is a tribute to these rebellious beings.
Can you give us an interesting fact about your book that isn't in the blurb?
There are a few badass chicks that definitely kick some evil butt!
How did you choose your title?
After finishing Whispers, I knew the blood-drinkers were going to play a more prominent role on this novel. They are not sided with either Lucifer or the Creator; their thirst for power and control has led them to rebel against all beings. Thus the title “Rebellion” was born.
Tell us about the cover and how it came to be.
If you pay close attention to the typography on the cover, you will notice that two words were combined: Rebel and Lion. It is a symbolism for both the Creator, the servants of Lucifer, and their eternal battle . The theme and overall tone of this novel is much darker than Whispers and the cover had to convey this image.
Did you self-publish or publish traditionally and why?
I started as a self-published author but was then picked up by Untreed Reads - a publishing house located in San Francisco, California.
What do you consider the most important part of a good story?
Interesting characters. If they are not intriguing and well-developed, then everything else falls apart.
What is your writing process?
There are a couple of things I need in order to write:
3) Good music
I swear I am not a vampire.
How long have you been writing?
I always had the habit of writing stories and comic books, but I decided to approach writing as a career when I was 20 years old.
How did you get started writing?
By loving my story and characters. It fueled me with desire to share my story with the world.
Are you a plotter or a pantser?
I am in-between those, actually! I do plot some moments and scenes, but I love leaving room for my creative juices to flow.
What part of the writing process is the hardest for you?
What tips can you give on how to get through writers block?
Everyone has a different way of overcoming writer’s block. I walk away from my screen and attempt to do something completely different, like watching a movie or going for a walk. Music is definitely my best friend during those times.
What kind of music do you like to listen to while you write?
I usually listen to movie scores while writing.
Who is your favorite author?
I have quite a few, but I do love J.R.R. Tolkien and John Green.
Who is your favorite character from a book?
Frodo Baggins! There is something so compelling about Frodo’s journey that connects with me in a very powerful way. I wish I could meet him.
What is your favorite book?
The Return of the King, by J.R.R. Tolkien.
Read anything good lately?
The Fault In Our Stars, by John Green.
What do you like to do when you're not writing?
I love to draw! Movies and books are also my thing.
What advice would you give an author just starting out?
Perseverance and patience have to be your best allies in your writing journey; be ready to be criticized and loved by many, and remember that your book is also your business!
Have you had anything else published?
The Whispers of the Fallen is my first published series.
What's your next project?
At the moment, I am hard at work on the third book of the series. Let’s call it #TGOS!
About the Author
J.D.Netto (Jorge de Oliveira Netto) is brazilian-born. Raised in Framingham, MA, J.D.Netto
always had an eye for epic fantasy and story-telling. At an early age, he had the habit of
locking himself in his room, turning on any soundtrack he could find, and there he would write
for hours.During his senior year in High School, J.D.Netto had an idea that changed his life,
'What if Lucifer had a Diary? What if the Diary was a secret? What if the secret was a reality?'
These simple questions led him to write for six consecutive years, researching, perfecting his
craft, and creating the world of Elysium. All the promotional visuals for the series were
designed by J.D.Netto, proving that he is not only a writer, but an innovative visual designer.
He was born in a really small town in Brazil and relocated to the U.S.A. at the age of 11.
J.D. grew up in Framingham, MA.
He plays keyboard and is also a songwriter.
He can wiggle his ears.
Started drawing at the age of three.
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