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.

The sword stained with 'her' blood always dragged her back into the same dream. A field of forget-me-nots. A bed of broken snow. The nine-year-old her that never learned to forgive. Yet Alcestis still yearned to fall asleep again every night. There, she would meet her - the sun that shone within the haven of her dreams. Basking in her gentle embrace, she would shed every lash, every tear, every prayer whispered in a dark basement - all for the woman who had become her whole world. But what remains of a soul after everything is stripped away? Her resolve etched in blood, she leaves behind the only life she'd known, tracing the trail of her parents - heroes whose past posed more questions than it ever answered. Her path lit by the faint glow of Glacies, she stumbles upon the doorstep of her past, where only embers of hope were left behind... and where a lone flame sparks anew. Oblivion bloomed in the wake of her footsteps - a void where memories and dreams refuse to let the past disappear beneath the rubble of fallen kings and worlds. But on the edge of the void that bleeds into dreams, where the living brush against the bygone and everything is thrown away... ...What if she dared to dream once more?

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.

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