⭐ FEATURED ⭐ 02/16/2018 Longlisted, Wattys 2018 ✅ COMPLETE Jocasta's nineteen years of peaceful existence in a little village of the Kingdom of Ontur blew up in pieces without much warning: Grandmother had a secret, an old pact with a mysterious man-a pact that, apparently, Jo and her new tagalongs - a flamboyant mage, a goofball knight pledge and a young alchemist-now had to take care of, thanks to the untimely death of the King of Ontur. A quest to find an ancient place, concealing an artifact of unmeasurable power and rumored to be deadly. And posthaste, before it falls into the wrong hands. That's something all grandmothers ask of their granddaughters sometime in their lifetime, right? And all that was at stake was the stability of the kingdom: no pressure. Set in a world where magic is vital, where mages are as equally feared and shunned as they're needed. A temporarily Kingless kingdom where vultures wait for the perfect time to take a plunge. A world where secrets and lies are as abundant, dangerous and necessary as magic. But something else brews in the Kingdom of Ontur: something bigger than Jocasta and her Grandmother's secrets. ⭐ 1st place in Fantasy, The Crystal Crown Awards 2017 || Highest ranking : #46 in Fantasy 03/04/2018 #writteninaction you can read a review here: https://www.wattpad.com/471550430-island-of-lost-toys-reviews-great-reads-for-the

Glass magic, the weakest of magic, the most fragile, the least effective. Those with it always end up with aide or aid class and a relief type. They were the ones to deal with the aftermath of war, helping those that had already severed their kingdom and those that had yet to come of age. They never face actual war, never risking their life as it was not a life worth risking. It was hardly a life at all. Now, there are also classes that seem limited to certain standing, take the rogue class for example; they are restricted to support and assassin types. Their sly personalities and strange magic perfect for stealing and stealth. Then lead types, bland beings really, always the same people, warrior class, elemental magic, blah blah blah. Though humans are uncommon within the lead types it's not as if one had heads turning in disbelieve. Uncommon but not rare. Boring really. Everyone's always so restricted with their magic, type, class, and rank, and yet... She exists. With a magic so fragile she shouldn't even be allowed in war, a class that doesn't match her personality, and a type that clearly doesn't belong to her. The only thing that seemed to be correct was her rank, F, the lowest. I wonder... Will she thrive with her standing? Or with she burn in the chaos of it? Why don't we find out? REWRITTEN

Evil spirits. A cursed prince. Death itself in disarray. Iris just wants to go home, but fate has other plans for this young priestess and her odd companions. /// The land of Erinlin is dying, its ancient traditions choked out by the Kaerent church and its true priestesses, the Candlemaidens, increasingly regarded with fear and suspicion. All Iris wants is to tend her candles, win her shade battles, and chat with the spirits of her realm. But when she is torn away from her home by the Kaerent king, she learns that her country needs her to be far more than a typical Candlemaiden-- she must be as the legendary priestesses of old and walk through Death itself. *** Cover help from the awesome @ArdenBrooks. Special thanks to @rainersalt, @giveitameaning, and @piperjones033 !

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In the Tanner Psych Ward, the patients are tested by corrupt scientists who work there. They test medications on them against their will, but usually the side effects aren't lethal. However, one pill they call "The Cure of All Cures" or "TCAC" for short has one side effect. A never ending thirst for blood.