Here are a brave new generation of Kents, moving across American history's colorful canvas from its wild west days to the birth of its gilded age, and-poised unknowingly on the brink of their country's greatest turmoil-building a glorious, but fated, dynasty.
Without blood there is no remission of sin
The words of the Reverend Jephtha Kent were to be prophecy. Unknowingly his cousin Amanda moved in their shadow, propelled by the driving ambition that would bring her to acts of rage and desperation, until the house of Kent was finally avenged.
The raging siege of the Alamo . . . the crude gold rush towns where men were barbaric and women used ... a mighty clipper ship and the romance it promised ... a southern household of Protestant respectability, divided . . . Boston's Beacon Street and the hope it carried . . . New York's glittering high society . . . the voice of abolition thundering to be heard . . .
These were the scenes the Kents would come to know -Jared searching for gold, Jephtha for piety, Amanda for vengeance, Louis for a bright new future. This land of greed and hope, of violence and valor, of love-and even murder, was the America of THE FURIES.