Blood and Faith
July 4, 1187. Above the Sea of Galilee, the King of Jerusalem kneels in the dust and surrenders the True Cross. What follows is a long penance — and a refusal to die.
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Thrillers and speculative fiction set at the edges of human endurance — from the Crusader fall of Jerusalem to the deep prehistoric past, from the wreckage of a near-future war to the long arithmetic of a colony ship that outlives its founders. Two books available now, five more series in development.
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July 4, 1187. Above the Sea of Galilee, the King of Jerusalem kneels in the dust and surrenders the True Cross. What follows is a long penance — and a refusal to die.
Fifty thousand years ago, the world was shared. Sapiens, Neanderthals, Denisovans — three peoples on the same ground, and one of them about to be alone.
“The dust tasted of blood. Guy de Lusignan walked among the dead and could not remember when the walking had begun.”
Blood and Faith — Prologue, Horns of Hattin, July 4, 1187
“The ox was dying by fractions. Kael felt it in the travois — a hitch in the left rear quarter, a drag that lengthened with every tenth step.”
The Gate of Bones — Chapter 1, The Sun-Voice
Reader Guide
If you read historical fiction, start with Blood and Faith — Crusader Outremer, a fallen king, a long penance. If you read literary or speculative epic, start with The Gate of Bones — the world before we were alone in it. Either way, the next book is on me. Sign up for the newsletter.
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The dust tasted of blood. Guy de Lusignan walked among the dead and could not remember when the walking had begun. Behind him, the hilltop where he had knelt and spoken the words — I yield — was already receding into the haze.
The wind had died. In the stillness, the heat settled over the battlefield like something poured — thick, suffocating, pressing against the skin with the weight of a living thing. The air above the corpses shimmered, distorting the distant hills into shapes that wavered and dissolved. Even the vultures circling overhead seemed sluggish, turning in slow, patient arcs, in no hurry.
They had time. The dead were not going anywhere.
He looked down at his hands. Both were empty now. Joyeuse was gone — taken by the Saracen soldiers who had collected it from the stone where he had laid it down. The left hand clutched a strip of silk so tightly that the fabric had cut into the creases of his palm. Sibylla’s kerchief. The pale blue silk was brown with grime and spotted with blood that was not his own.
— Blood and Faith, Prologue. Available now.
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About
Collin Vaness is a Canadian novelist writing thrillers and speculative fiction across history, the near future, and the deep past. His work is connected not by genre but by question: what happens to people when the world they built begins to break?
A licensed professional engineer by training, he brings a working engineer’s discipline to research, operational detail, and the physics of his worlds. He lives and works in Vancouver, British Columbia.