Meretneith’s Four by Barbara Ann Cerda

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Ancient Egypt to the crowded cities of today is the setting for the passions and battles of the 6,000-year-old Protectress.

This book continues the stories of the passions of the grandchildren of the Protectress. The story line and characterization within both ancient Khemit and present-day tells of a desert battle and surprise love. From the boardrooms of global finance and private jets to the sands and mountains of Northern Africa and the Sahara, the books explore the struggles of the ancient warrior Meretneith, The Protectress. Weaved in retrospect, she and her brother the god Ptah relate in stunning detail the evolution of wars. There are surprising undercurrent twists in erotic relationships and LGBTQ romance that makes for an enticing read.

This series of works are unique but in my opinion enjoyable. I tried to keep close to my research on ancient pre Ptolemaic Egyptian time lines while weaving fictional accounts involving strong characters.

I am Excited to Introduce Khalid

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Book 4 of the Protectress explores the coming of age of her warrior grandchildren. The story also relates a new and surprising relationship between Lord Tokugawa Toshio and the desert son of god Ptah, Khalid.

Khalid is the present day offspring of a seed planted by Ptah over 6,000 years ago. Called his desert sons and daughters they were children born to him from females of the human tribes. The strongest and the most beautiful of them and having his temperament became the supreme warrior offspring of the tribe. Chosen at birth by the Protector and brother Merneptah, Khalid became the desert prince. His brother stole the beautiful Egyptian giant’s heart at an early age. His love not reciprocated the unthinkable happened on Khalid’s 600th birthday. Lord Tokugawa Toshio.

Mandated by his family to avenge his brother’s death the surviving heir to the Tokugawa fortune planned to die at the tip of Khalid’s blade. But the Lord Tokugawa Toshio stalks Khalid and finds himself unprepared for the beauty of the desert prince. Khalid was unprepared to meet such untouched youth haunted by the ancient homoerotic paths of the samurai, “The Beautiful Ways”.

A life dedicated to abstinence and the sutras, the stunning young Japanese Lord Tokugawa finds in his enemy Khalid a need that transcends the death wish to a gift of love neither thought possible.

Book 4 continues to relate the struggles of the tribe and its betrayers. Toshio finds himself in the middle of Rachel’s war and in love with the supreme warrior to the Protectors, Khalid.

Meretneith’s Four Book 4 of the Protectress

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Meretneith’s Four

By Barbara Ann Cerda

The Council named the newcomers Meretneith’s Four. The family and tribes called them her beautiful monsters. Turning their backs on eons old tribal tradition, they have come to lead earth into the age of the enlightened, the golden age of the Precession. They are the grandchildren of the Protectress. Over 500,000 years in the making they love whom they wish and lead with one mind.

All things have changed for the leaders of the tribe. The Protectress has come to understand the true values and gifts from her children. The results of the breaking of traditional mating has resulted in the coming of a new powerful daughter and grandchildren with unforeseen powers. The coming of a more formidable time began with her son Merneptah. Book four of the Protectress relates how the grandchildren offspring begin their journey by bridging a connection from ancient past and the god Ba’al to now.

The first to come was Joshua. Born of a human female and son of the Protectress, he was raised tribe and taught gifts of extreme subterfuge. Then there is the beauty Asherah. A daughter born to Meretneith, the Protectress and Saul the Chosen One. The seven foot hourglass warrior with fiery red hair is perhaps the greatest Protectress the earth has ever known. Seth arrived during the first betrayal and was the first born male to Aisha and the Ptah a’ Tanen, Merneptah. His powers transform the deserts into a weapon of mass destruction. Second male born to the Ptah a Tanen is Obadiah. Before the pyramids the god Ba’al foretold that he would be the strongest of the brood. Obadiah calls up sea storms and command the winds of earth. Taught from birth to be supreme weapons, they are Meretneith’s Four.

A blend of human and tribe they are the strongest expression of the Ma ’at, the laws of balance, order, harmony, law, morality, and justice, they continue the saga of the Protectress.

The Coming of Seth Book 3 of The Protectress Synopsis

We understood their kindnesses and love over 65,000 years ago, long before man made time. Mimicking their old ways destroyed by great floods and land shifts. They taught us how to live when “Khemit” was lush green even to the time when it turned to vast lands of sand. They became stewards of the man-kind and kept close to their hearts the promise. The promise made thousands of years before the building of the ziggurat with the face of the woman Tefnut; the Greeks called the Sphinx. They planned the blending of our races to make supreme beings to live within the balance of the universe.

So long ago, we forgot the laws of the Ma’at…and the phases of universe. The ancient Hindu named these phases the “yugas”, the ancients of Egypt the Precession of the Ma’at. For tens of thousands of years their teachings have become meaningless dogmas and most of us no longer recognize tribe’s presence among us. They have not forgotten their promise. The blending of the two tribes has begun. The son of the Protectress Meretneith, the Ptah a Tanen, has produced a son possessed of all the strengths and powers of the oldest tribes.

His arrival coincides with the cycles of the “yugas”. This is the time of the coming of Seth. He is the first physical expression of the true blending of the tribes that lights our path to Ma’at. This book continues the stories of the Protectress. It tells of her grandson Seth’s arrival and struggles to overcome the treachery of his sister, and of his deep love for the human brother Joshua.

The Coming of Seth Book 3 of the Protectress

Chapter 25

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After arrival in the great caves, they slept for a time. Seth would demand a lot from his body in the coming days. Asherah was the first to wake. She stripped her clothes then wrapped her waist in a white linen loincloth. Smooth olive skin covered deep musculature of the warrior. Releasing her hair, she hefted her fighting blades. Adjusting the harness, she slid steel into the leather sheath. Her green eyes focused on her nephew who did the same. He whispered.

“Asherah you are only to guard my rear. I never allow anyone with me when I go dark. You know this. My focus is on Joshua. When I retrieve him, you take him to Arsay and her daughter Athirat. They will be waiting here in the caves.

“Asherah look at me! Listen! Do not follow nor allow my grandmother to follow me. Injure her or grandfather if they attempt to interfere. After I deliver Joshua, I am on the move again. No one will see me until I am ready.

“My dreamings have been strong. Go to Saul for an explanation before the battle against Rachel. You will lead that fight at my grandmother’s side.”

They both caught the scent of an intruder at the same time. Grabbing blades, they ran for the cave entrance. She was dressed in desert robes, her long coils mimicking his. She held her arms out for her son.

“Mother how did you know I was here?”

“Seth your grandmother, the Protectress, raised me in this desert. My male is the Ptah a’ Tanen and your father.”

He held her close to him. The tears began to flow. “Mother I promise…”

She placed her fingers to his lips then replaced them with her lips. Aisha whispered, “I know you will find our baby boy. Seth my fear is that you will lose yourself in this. I love you and I want both my sons in my arms whole. Promise me you won’t disappear into the desert after this battle is done. This would break your father’s heart. His suffers more than you know.”

“Mother I cannot promise that. I need to hunt down my sister. She is making the desert her home. Rachel will remain here until she decides to seek retribution for her evils. Then she will ask for forgiveness for stealing my brother. She will get my retribution. However, I will not allow my Protectors to forgive her. I know Rachel. She will expect our father to exonerate her from retaliation because she is the last in our family line conceived in the old ways.”

Seth roared and they could feel the vibrations shake their bodies. “I will not let that happen!”

Aisha’s voice came small. “I almost lost your father in not understanding. I will not lose my children for the same reasons. I know that the Teacher Ba’al is speaking in your dreamings. Listen to his instructions. There is a reason that his Chosen One Saul has held back in destroying Rachel.”

With tears in her eyes, she filled his face with kisses whispering, “You do what you have to. I only ask…no,…I beg that you and Joshua come back to me alive. I love you.”

She turned to Asherah holding out her arms. Asherah filled them then whispered, “You know that I have their six. Aisha you own my heart. I promise to bring them home.”

Asherah ran ahead to their waiting mares. Kissing his mother, Seth was on Asherah’s heels. Yelling over his shoulders, “Esther take care of my mother” Esther stepped from the shadows to draw Aisha close. Mounting their horses on the run, they disappeared into the desert.

They rode for an hour in the blackness before they caught the scent of Anat and Joshua. Dismounting Seth drew near Asherah, “This is as far as you go. Stay here and wait. You will know when I need you.

“Asherah you are a powerful warrior. I look at you and I see my grandmother. You, like her, are flawless. I have always loved and wanted you more than you know.” Embracing Seth, she whispered in his ear, “Listen to Ba’al’s ways because they are yours. Weigh the balance before making your strike. And Seth we are not afraid of your powers. We all fear that the forces that guide that mighty body will take you from us. Come back to me sweet male. I still need the pleasure of you.”

Seth pulled away from the female that secretly filled his heart. He knew she did not know how much. Asherah watched him melt into the darkness.

He moved through the desert night with ease. The giant knew every footfall. The warrior’s body flowed with the shifting ergs allowing them to guide his steps. This was his home, where his powers belonged. His body moved in tandem with the invisible axial rotations of the universe. The tone of it pulled the strings of his soul like the ancient strings of a sitar. With each day, the force in him grew in new ways. Seth understood the fear his family felt about his powers. It was the energy of the planet strengthening him in every moment.

It was not long before he could feel Anat near. Her breathing was coming fast. She was agitated. Joshua was awake. He sent his thoughts out to his brother and received the sense of him immediately. Joshua knew at once that his brother was near. As Seth moved closer, he began to hear the other heartbeats. The scents were of a varied group of offspring and human. He began to feel their heat signatures. Some were unsuited for desert warfare and were experiencing fear. Their glands were open and vapors of their bodies’ moisture filled his nostrils. Some held the acrid stench of cheap wine. They were sharing it for courage. Seth grew still. He needed to understand the proximity of Joshua to Anat. He sent Joshua the signal to remain quiet.

The sun began to rise and Seth took refuge in a shallow cave. Curling into his sleep position, he slowed his heart rate. Before fully awake at sunset he brought the wind to him. Gently at first, it swished through the shallow cave, playfully tugging at his hair. Outside the cave, the winds lifted the sand forming at first small dust devils that danced across its surface. Seth stepped from the cave and stretched like a great cat. The long lean waist coiled and then uncoiled as the wind lifted the heavy hair. It teased the mass above his head for a moment, before releasing it to settle over the massive shoulders. After taking long sips of cooling water hidden between cave rocks, Seth was on the run. Before blackness covered the rolling hills of sand, he was at camp side. Anat sent fighters ahead in search of Rachel’s camp and sat waiting for their return. Seth knew her wait was futile. Rachel had already disposed of them.

The giant moved through the blackness unseen and unheard. Anat was powerless to detect his scent. As a child at play, he learned to mask his scent with desert air. It would read to others like any desert animal or carrion filled erg.

Moving from one fighter to the next along the camp perimeter, his blade silently found a home in each. Soon most of her soldiers in death’s repose appeared in deep slumber, and then he made his way to Anat’s tent. Outside the tent, he allowed his body to sink into the sand. He stayed silent waiting for her to wander from the enclosure. He would not risk a fight with her yet. It would alert Rachel. He knew that Rachel was aware of Anat’s location. His focus remained on Joshua. The moment came when she left the tent to enter another. Seth’s body burrowed deeper only to emerge inside the tent. He found Joshua curled on his side. His naked body chained to the tent pole marred with scars and oozing cuts. Two caregiver males slept soundly. Seth sliced through each throat to insure a smooth escape. Joshua stared into his brother’s face, he attempted a smile. A tear escaped Seth’s eyes as Joshua’s weak recognition revealed a beautiful face beaten and almost unrecognizable. Seth snapped the chains of bondage. He carried his brother through the night. When Re began to wake, he found a shallow cave. Washing his brother’s body in cooling water he place drops into Joshua’s mouth while lulling him to sleep. During the day and half asleep, he heard Anat’s outcry. He felt her fear. He sent the wind to her camp. It frightened and scattered her animals, destroying their water supply.

By sunset, Joshua began to stir. Seth was on the move again. He called to Asherah. She was closer than he thought. His aunt had followed closer than he instructed. Her beautiful face beamed at the sight of Seth. She ran to him lifting Joshua from his arms. Looking into his eyes, she moaned. “Seth….do you think Arsay is able to heal our Joshua?”

Her mouth filled with water she placed her lips Joshua’s. He eagerly swallowed the liquid from her. Then she placed the opening of the sack-filled water to his lips. Slowly she controlled the flow of the liquid to a trickle. Looking into Seth’s eyes, “You must take your brother to your mother and Arsay, they wait. Your father and grandmother are not far.”

“Asherah I’ve told that you I must return and finish this. I will only remain in the desert stay two more days. It will take me that long to complete what I have to do. Anat’s warriors are many. Tell my mother and father I love them and will return home soon. Go!” He was gone.

With Joshua in one arm, Asherah leaped onto her mare. They galloped off toward the caves where Arsay and Aisha sat waiting.

He traveled again until the sun came to paint the sky a subdued hint of purples and pinks. He took his rest. At sunset, he picked up speed. Anat was moving within striking range of Rachel’s forces. She had gathered additional fighters from neighboring tribes. Approaching her armies Seth called up the wind. This time it took the savannahs with a force that moved to the hills and valleys lifting the microscopic rock filling the air with a fine deadly spray. Seth moved through it unseen. The massive warrior stepped with ease through swirls of blistering sand. He was upon Anat’s horde like a great-enraged cat. They heard his war cry but could not see the owner of it. Only the flashes of the steel arc of death were seen, always too late. Blood spray joined the air blending with sand dust. Soulless bodies buried immediately under new and shifting ergs of sand. Suddenly the wall of sand seemed impenetrable.

He heard Anat’s cries of pain and fear. She called out to her Protectress. Then all stopped. Seth stood starring into an impenetrable veil of sand. Then there was blackness. The giant stood waiting. Then through the blackness, he saw a figure of gold approaching quickly. In the same instant, his body grew tire, almost too tired to stand. Ba’al drew near.

Lifting Seth’s body into his arms, he kissed Aisha’s child. Succumbing to feelings of a half dream, Seth pressed his face to the golden giant’s chest. Ba’al began to speak as he carried Seth in his arms.

The deep voice spoke of the Precession and the balance. He told Seth of the thousand-year love that bound his parents’ souls. The golden god explained that the mending of the breach in faith was Anat and Rachel’s final battle. Resolution of the imbalance between mother and daughter would be resolved through the selfless actions of his brother Joshua. Ba’al told him to cherish always the love between he and Joshua in the coming years.

“He sang the stories of Kemet and Seth’s time in the balance. He sang of the coming together of the universes causing the coalition of suns and planets. They would signal the beginning of the great cosmic awakening that Seth’s children would witness. Then humming a lullaby to him Seth felt Ba’al place him in another’s arms. Warm and loving he looked into the grey eyes of Saul smiling into his. Pressing close within the loving embrace Seth fell into a deep slumber.

Her Journal

Volume one…

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I came into this life during a time of great change. It was period of great achievements resulting from many millennia of hard work and bloodshed; all done to achieve the Ma’at…the Universal Balance. Five thousand years of my life have passed in the beat of a heart. I stand now in awe on threshold of the coming of a new beginning.

As the Protectress, my walk through life has often been solitary and I have taken the lives of millions but I am not alone. My lovers, Ptah and Saul are at my side to usher in this new time. My second born and son Merneptah is the Ptah a’ Tanen. He will end my tribe’s tradition and assume the mantle of the first male Protector and Steward of our beloved Earth. I have created the monster in this beautiful giant male…for he is a supreme killer of our enemies and the Old Ones. He is the ultimate warrior.

But I digress and there’s more of me I want to share beyond the writings of my brother Ptah. Many things you need to know about our lives that Ptah failed to share in his books.

Let me begin at the beginning. You may not know that my life began during the times of the Pharaoh Menes. My brother and I were born to the alpha pair of sister and brother as was the way in our tribe. The mantle of the Protector always follows the bloodline falling on the shoulders of the firstborn…the female. My tribe continued its old ways even beyond the Great Destruction. My mother Asherah was the greatest of the Protectors. My father El was her consort. The roads to survival for both tribes were hard and violent. But my parents were supreme warriors and often turned the sea of desert sands red with enemy blood in defense of our tribes.

Earth’s great land shifts had long passed. My tribe called it the Great Destruction because so many of us died. There remain for a time smaller earthquakes here and there. Human Kind learned as did we to stake our homes in places of calm in order to rebuild our families. By the time of the coming of my brood, the splitting of great lands forming new continents and new oceans became mere stories told from retellings of our elders.

We witnessed the coming of man. We witnessed the awful struggles. For eons, my tribe remained silent. Until the time arrived with a revelation that humanity and my tribe, would one day merge to become the greatest expression of the Ma’at? The greatest and strongest beings ever to walk this earth would need a path to follow, one that would engage the supreme balance in consciousness. Right and powerful causes must be put to work in order bring about the omnipotent effects needed to live in a new way. The dual mandates within the future of this great generation must be wisdom and strength. So my ancient parents, Teachers and Healers came to call this the “Plan”.

Simply stated we started out over 200,000 years ago to create a grand scheme that would shape global consciousness timed to the emergence of the new tribe. We would alter the history and the future of Human Kind. It took enough lifetimes of genetic engineering and social restructuring to fill oceans.

Over the eons, our love grew for the human kind. You became part of our lives. It was love that served to cement and make real the “Plan”. In modern times, we shaped our great wealth to form the Neith Foundation. That colossal corporation is the silent overseer of the “Plan”.

Later I will share more.

Ptah’s story from the Books of Protectress

They shared a wine from Ptah’s vineyards. The stillness around him was stunning. Joining a waiting Ptah, Saul drew close to his love anticipating the cold of the approaching night. Ptah pulled a heavy fur over them. Snuggling closer his lips brushed Saul’s cheek causing a warm smile. Ptah whispered,

“I promised more telling of your tribe and family.” Ptah continued,

“We crossed Chanani territories to the northern borders of upper Kemet in our journey to Akkad. This was my first visit outside of the Chanani territories and I longed to know what treasures that awaited me. As part of her education, the future Protectress Meretneith was required to accompany our mother in her travels. Together they travelled often to these regions. My duties as her future consort required me to learn at our father’s side. I’d met Egyptians traders from Upper and Lower Kemet, but never travelled to their cities. I had dreamt of this moment.

“We came to the city during the rule of Seti I. Let me say that your romanticized ideas of the Egyptians are highly over rated. As we neared the city, our senses were assailed by the stench of the masses living outside the gates. In those days, the poor did not live in the cities. The wealthy prohibited mixing with the sick, old and the poverty that streamed to them from other regions. They set up permanent camps outside the gates in numbers too numerous to count. The smells of cow dung, camel, horse and human waste clung to the dusty air. This assailed my senses, almost obscuring my first visual impressions of the colourfully painted high walls that protected the Pharaoh’s city within. The great villages outside the gates endured constant assaults from thieves, animals and the desert.

“Guarded by palace warriors during daylight, the gates were opened to the world. However, living outside the gates as far as the eye could see was a city of vendors from other parts of Kemet and Sumer. Some neighbouring tribes I had never seen bartered their goods and their services. For here, as in all times the bodies of young girls and boys could be purchased for a moment of pleasure. Everywhere in the busy town center, my eyes met men and women with bodies draped in the richness of bright coloured robes trimmed in gold and silver. Occasionally exquisite Nubian male and female offspring beauties, would stride past us to disappear behind the gates guarding Pharaoh’s city. Tall as we, their striking forms were sparsely adorned in brilliant jewels and fine silks. Their slaves were either nude or wore what looked like loin clothes. It was nothing more than narrow pieces of colourful cloth wrapped between their legs. Naked children led their beasts of burdens along crowded narrow streets.

“Sand filled air carried tiny particles of smoke ash from outdoor ovens. Dwellings, though some had incredibly intricate designs painted on their walls, were built too close together. Most were two storied with tiny outdoor rooftop gardens. Women and children squatted in doorways, some pounding leather others preparing strips of meat on reed mats for drying, still others sifted dried barley for beer. A little one caught my attention. Barely missing the hooves of my horse, he looked fearless and merely stared back at me enraptured. His beautiful cupid lips formed a smile when I reach down to touch him. He was covered in white dust that had begun to crease in the baby fat folds of his neck. Reminding me of the little ones we left behind, I loved him all at once. My mother drew near to me touching my face. Reluctantly I released my gaze on the boy and dismounting walked slowly on with my family.

“These overcrowded communities so near the gates of the city carried diseases. Sometimes great illnesses came hitching rides with visitors from far places. A few of the people that we passed recognized my mother and bowed deeply. I noticed the stares of fear or awe in their eyes of those we passed. As the crowds grew denser, children scurried everywhere. Afraid that our horses would crush one under foot our parents and Meretneith dismounted and joined me. We wound our way through dust laden crowded streets for the word went out quickly that gods had come. People crowded the streets and alleyways or peered from rooftops. Arriving nearer to the city gates and homes of Seti I, the smells and aromas began to change. The crowds began to thin in number and we could smell members of our tribes as well as Hyksos. Moving closer to our mother, I asked her,

“‘Mother how is it that we can smell Hyksos as well as our tribe here. Surely they are not living in this city together?’

“‘Yes they are Ptah. But many of the scents you’re experiencing are of their offspring.’ Pulling me closer she whispered.

“‘Ptah, look around you at how these people live. These humans live far better than those we passed outside the gates. Those that dwell here are offspring of the Hyksos and our tribe. They are unaware for the most part of the ongoing war that separates our kind. They live better because they have been taught some of the principles of the Ma’at. In generations to come many will live completely within the laws of the Ma’at. They will move on to other cities taking their wisdom with them. Those offspring of our tribe will never be under the control of the Old Ones’ because they share our bloodline.’

Meretneith Books of the Protectress Synopsis

From ancient Egypt to the streets of Chicago and the deserts of the Middle East, this may be a first in ways in which we will enjoy erotica.

Its characterizations and story line surrounds a 6,000-year-old female warrior called Meretneith. In this serialized premise based on a global conspiracy, this work of fiction embraces many surprises that will tickle the readers’ sexual palate for love and intrigue.

Synopsis

This is an erotic thriller tells the stories of Meretneith who covertly leads the remnants of a civilization destroyed by catastrophic land shifts. Her highly evolved culture thrived long before humans walked upright to become an emotionally sentient race. As tribal leader, Meretneith roamed the ancient deserts of Kemet. The beauty now travels the world as a business leader and death dealer.

The novel chronicles, in character retrospection, the events that shaped the developing relationships between Meretneith’s tribe and humanity. As tribal law, she is mated to her brother Ptah from birth. Together they become both stewards of human civilization and guardians against the oldest tribe, the Hyksos. Meretneith’s tribe called them the Old Ones. Winning their freedom from this tribe long before the advent of human kind, they war to maintain that freedom.

Superior in strength and longevity, they lay hidden within human civilizations to secretly lead and protect.

Amassing great wealth the tribe shifts global economies and civilizations’ religious and moral self-perceptions. Threatened by their old enemy Meretneith’s ancestors devised a madman’s scheme. Because of the increased influence of the Hyksos, humanity’s movements toward events of self-destruction must be altered. The scheme incorporates an ambitious global economic initiative. The results will be the creation of offspring that heralds a genetically altered and stronger human race.

Enter the Chicago global financier Saul Ben Izrael who finds it hard at first to accept his new heart’s passions and legacy. As a subterfuge, Saul is recruited to head a global alliance. The promised completion of the project will create a realignment of sovereigns’ wealth. A larger than life urban economic warrior, he is drawn like a magnate to the possibilities of becoming a global economic power. This new project also offers him the love of the incredible beauty Meretneith, head of the largest organization of wealth in the world. More importantly, he becomes tribal leader and supreme warrior.