A Syphi-Fantasy takes place in modern-day Manhattan, NY, during the Fall of 2012 when a warehouse in the Garment district blew up. When the explosion occurred, a detective Ben Wilcox aka Genado, had been on the scene miraculously survived the blast. Because of the mysterious factors surrounding the case. The FBI's Special Unidentified Phenomenon unit, SUP, was brought in whose lead agent was Special Agent Rick Myer, aka Eshwa.

Candice, aka Kara, was a reporter assigned to investigate the incident from a tiny local Newspaper called Fashion Bug Tales. William Carp, aka Prince Caldor, appears to Candice homeless. Only she knows his eyes told her something else.

The four of them find out far more than they ever bargained for as the investigation leads the group into an ancient portal system. They find themselves meeting up with Melchezedik Ministers, Reptilians, New York's finest Banshees, The Galactic Federation, and The Dark Fatalee Time Lords. These Dark Time Lords can take you over from the inside out. The group came to discover who and what is The Key as they find out who they indeed are. Oh, and of course, RashalA UR and the Guardians are there to help out too.

The group is tested once again, only this time, they think they are regular everyday Humans. Can they wake up in time to do their jobs as grid keepers before The Dark Fatalee Time Lords? The latter make the Cabal aka Templar Initiates of The Solar look like sweet little pussycats?

Here is an excerpt from the book:

The closer Candace walked towards the warehouse, the dizzier she became. She stopped to steady herself by a pile of crates on the edge of the police tape perimeter. Her eyes blurred at the scene of the blown-up warehouse. The scene changed into an enormous cylinder-shaped white stone temple that reached far up into the sky and reached far into the Earth. There were very tall, lithe tan-skinned women with dark flowing hair wearing knee-length white dresses. Walking in unison, they carried what looked like herbs into the temple.

Then as quick as the vision appeared, it disappeared as she once again stood looking at the burned-up warehouse. Candice maneuvered her way under the tape as people ran around doing an awful lot of nothing, which occupied the officer's attention guarding the entry.

Candace made her way down a dark hallway, caught off guard by the extensive damage. It was like making her way through a bombed building in the Middle East rather than Manhattan, USA. Just then, she heard voices as she stood as still as a mouse in the shadows. As they passed, she overheard that this bomb was similar to the one used in other recent attacks.

Candice felt a chill as she contemplated the thought of other bomb attacks? She did not remember hearing about them. Was this a cover-up? But why? What could be gained?

Candice gingerly moved along the dark hallway, shining her flashlight on the water-soaked debris. As she walked, the light cast shadows of monsters on the walls. Candace was just about to high tail it out of there when the hallway opened up into a larger area with scaffolding and lights hung up. Carefully she made her way to what looked like a large hole in the center of the floor with police tape around it.

Bending over the tape, she felt light-headed as the darkness opened up, calling her to a Chrystal Cavern below. Just as she felt like she would fall, something or someone grabbed her from behind, pulling her as she screamed away from the opening. Candice struggled to get away as this creature yelled, "Stop!"

It Shook her as it spoke In a very soft, deep male voice. " Are you ok? What are you doing here, and who are you?"

All Candice could do at that moment was stand silent. Images danced before her eyes of the lithe, tanned-skinned women making their way down into the Chrystal Cavern below. Were they waiting for her?