Bon is a war priest though he hadn't done much of that since the Marshes Rebellions ended. These days he took confessions and gave blessings on Reflection Day until the day he was summoned to court by the King. King Vishen Algiovann had lost his only son and made a grief-induced decision to make the son of his cousin his heir. Bon finds himself in a whole new war, one that was primarily fought with secret meetings, schemes and poison needles under pillows.

❅| "Even a vastness can no longer shelter you... or engulf your dream." ⊱⋅ ──────────── ⋅⊰ [UNDER EDITING/REDRAFTING - latest chapter: 11] To a world seemingly shrouded in a cloak of safety and eternal peace, death is an unimaginable concept. Yet for those whose rule of life was mere survival, perhaps that's a different situation. For those who stood in the face of adversity, for those who refused to give in to the castigation of their lives, life has no sweetness to it. Merely the bitter tang of a blood-chilling revenge. To avenge a loved one or perhaps even their own pain, the murderous intent behind their deceitful eyes is unmistakable. For, to them, lamenting about the past is a life lost to the cruel hands of fate. - What happens when a woman as brilliant as the morning sun provides a haven in one's dreams? What happens when she, despite the agonies life carries, says to abandon everything right here and now and leave? Alcestis did not need to be told twice. Seizing the chance to escape the horrible clutches of her grandparents, she sets out to find the Elementals-a band of heroes protecting the human realm from those that lied beyond, headed by her parents. She knew of the darkness that festered within her; she knew of the hatred that danced in her heart. More than anything, she knew the extents of how fragmented her soul was. What, perhaps, would unfold when she sets out on her journey, leaving behind the world she knew; leaving behind what hopefulness remained in her battered heart? None would heed her an answer, indeed. None save for the rage that tainted her being.

Once upon a time, a wise Queen predicted that after millennia of peace, the evils she had once fought to vanquish would come back to seek vengeance. Men and Fae, under the thumb of one common enemy. When all hope seemed lost, in the darkest hour, the heroes once prophesied would rise again. The descendants of the Kings-- young warriors willing to defy it all to save them. Ella is not the young woman that left Rhothomir all those months ago. She has a choice to make now. She has a role to play, more significant than anything she could have imagined. Will it be more than she bargained for? Magic, life and death all have a price, and Ella will find out just how steep that price is. In a story written long before she was born, death might be the only answer, but it certainly isn't the end. The second and final book in the HOG duology, a fantasy story full of action, romance and magic!

Ivelle Preston had a perfectly normal life. She grew up in small English town, and she always wished she had a more adventurous life. Her wish came true when she moved to London. Her life changed in a few month. Someone killed her mother, but the police says it was just a robbery. In her last letter her mother asked her to find one of her old friends Margareth Lloyd. After the letter Ivelle finds herself in a whole new world, surrounded by magical creatures, and in the middle of an upcoming war. Will she be able to save, the world she barely know, or will the evil win? ~ "You are possibly the worst apprentice I've ever trained." laughed the man. "Thank you, for the encouragement. " she rolled her eyes and lifted her sword. "Let's get back to work." "That's the spirit!" the man drew out his sword "Ready?" "Ready like hell." ~ Best rankings: #11 in Fantasy creatures (2022. 03. 06.)

My name is Vivienne Alarie, daughter of Henry of Lafayette and Lily of Roussillon. I was born a Caster, but I grew up forgetting who I was. Yet, in my hands lie the life of the dark Caster, Gideon, and in my magic - the fate of the world. The Oracle has finally spoken, and her words have been heard. "Darkness shall claim what it once owned, Unsealed and revealed, taking back its throne. And the key that will unlock the mayhem, Lies in the same caster that will save them." As the world lives in harmony of the ordinary and gifted, the breathing creatures and the myth, this balance would depend upon my choices. With Luna by my side, and Minerva as my guide, I swore to claim myself and save our realm once and for all. In light, I will protect. In dark, I will avenge.

Sequel to Kiera's Moon ... A'Ran and Kiera are in a race against time to save the planet - and Kiera, whose life is connected to Anshan's. Will they find the solution in time?

(Posting to RoyalRoad as well) After the destruction of her native city, Ilati must find a way forward to make a new life and avenge the fallen, shedding her old life as high priestess of the goddess of love like a snake leaves its skin. But with a sorcerer at her shoulder that she isn't certain she can trust, a charioteer with a dark curse, a nomadic warrior with a child who is not dead and not alive, and the Mother of Demons herself involved-can she survive? Can she hold onto the righteous path or will revenge drive her to seek another? Great Nysra, who claims her grandfather's title King of Kings, is not about to surrender his grip on the conquered lands. With skin that can turn even gods-blessed bronze and the power to conjure spellfire and lightning, is it possible to even topple his throne? Between his dark gods and his vast army, Ilati faces an impossible task. But woe to the men of Nadar, for they have let a lioness slip between their spears...

This story takes place in future Afrika. Land of my ancestors, home of my spirit. Not everyone is a descendant from the motherland so few will understand the story. If you do understand hopefully your soul is as connected as your imagination. There is no limit to how you imagine Aida's story.

As the people anticipate the arrival of The Son of the gods, the unity of the four clans is called into question as hidden agendas begin to emerge. When The Son arrives, he is met with the perils of ancient politics, leaders that have ulterior motives, and the dangers that come with people worshiping at your feet. - Mbingima is a narrative poem written about a man who stumbles through time, discovering the truth of his country's history. The title of the poem means "a court of gods". It is a story told in verse and rhyme so if you love poetry and you love storytelling, check out this book.

Women go to the tower of Hera to bear a god's child. -- Slow uploads of a science fantasy first draft!