People whispered his name, but no one ever truly knew him. He killed without hesitation, without regret, leaving only fear in his wake. Some said he was born when the world was still young, others swore he had been cast out of heaven and banished even from hell. Yet he walked the earth as if it had been made for him alone. Humans believed they owned everything before him, blind to the shadows moving just beneath the surface. Some even claimed he killed his wife when she became pregnant, because he would allow nothing, not even love, to challenge him. He is King Lavaski, a man whose shadow lingers long after he has gone. Book One of The Wicked Series