When Alam promises a dying priest that he will return a sealed box to it's true owner he unwittingly puts himself in the center of world shaking events beyond his abilities. Within days he, and everyone he loves, are under threat. An unstoppable hunter, beasts of the night, and sorcerers able to tear the very fabric of reality begin to converge on the box. Alam must decide. Should he give up the box? Should he fulfill his promise to find its rightful owner? Or can he somehow open it himself and discover why it is the center of so much destruction? Engraved - the Hunted Warrior is a fantasy novel set in a Central Asian inspired land of long winters and warring clans. It is full of adventure, action, and more than a hint of romance. Copyright © 2017 | All rights reserved.

"How did you find this place?" Zia asked the King, speaking for the first time since entering the tent. "I've been searching for the location of your Headquarters for months- years, really." Donathan admitted. "We only found it when we got wind that two new recruits would be coming here today. My men tailed them here this morning and sent for me as soon as they were certain of the location." The tent was silent. Finally Arch said thoughtfully, "You say you come to negotiate?" The King nodded. "Very well, then," Arch said, "I will oblige. If I do answer your plea, can I insure that this camp and all those who live in it will remain protected and untouched?" Donathan nodded thoughtfully. "Yes, I believe you can." "And," he went on, "can I trust that this place will remain secret to the outside world?" "My men are sworn into secrecy," the King assured him. Arch fell silent once again. This quiet seemed to last longer than all the others. Zia wanted to know what he would say, and His Highness and Jay appeared to be in the same boat. "Very well, then," Arch said, stretching forth his hand for the King to shake. "When shall we sort out the details?" Cover made by the incredibly talented @italychick

They say the world used to turn. They say that night would follow day in an endless dance. They say that dawn rose, dusk fell, and we worshiped both sun and stars. That was a long time ago. The dance has died. The world has fallen still. We float through the heavens, one half always in light, one half always in shadow. Like the moth of our forests, one wing white and the other black, we are torn. My people are the fortunate. We live in daylight, blessed in the warmth of the sun. Yet across the line, the others lurk in eternal night, afraid... and alone in the dark. I was born in the light. I was sent into darkness. This is my story.

Meyer Brant has lived in the Outlands his entire life. Sometimes Traders bring magical artifacts from the Great Realms and other far off lands, but otherwise he is removed from the kings, sorcerers and magical creatures of the world. Instead, Meyer's biggest concern is enduring his daily Martial Training--a necessity in Vanroc, a town which lives in constant fear of Raiders. Yet one day during a sparring session, Meyer experiences a moment of supernatural strength, and his life is changed forever...

There was a kingdom, A kingdom full of life. But that was before. Fatenturia, a kingdom once filled with hope, peace, and love, is now destroyed by Greanger, a kingdom that did not want peace anymore, but power. Alleyal, a friend of Fatenturia, turned their backs and joined Greanger. Because of the war, many retreated and joined the enemy for a sure victory. Fatenturia was destroyed, but hope can never be destroyed. Overtaken.. Defeated.. Broken.. But hope was still among them. Fatenturia will fight back. The good will stand for right. Fatenturia's kingdom is taken, but the people's spirit of hope and peace is still there. They will come back..soon. NOTE: This book is currently being rewritten. You may read ahead as it is finished, however, it will not be as vivid and edited as I go through the upcoming steps of writing. The story is finished and may still be read. ^_^ Book covers original pic and youtube music videos goes to credit to rightful owners. Enjoy! :)

A complete fantasy book. Technically ... a weird western. Gunslingers, hex witches, dogmen, minotaur, trains that run further than you can imagine ... Mikeos Jones is a gunslinger, faster than thinking, part of the gunlaw, a man who can seldom afford the luxury of looking past the end of any given day. Jenna Crossard is a hex-witch, but her ambitions are larger than spells and charms - the need to understand the world consumes her. They say the gunlaw keeps men safe from the endless horror of the sect, but to Jenna it's a cage and she wants out. If that means breaking open the world and killing a few gods ... so be it.

𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔪𝔬𝔦𝔩 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔟𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔞𝔡𝔢 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔯 - In a corrupt kingdom where Fallen Angels once thrived and Black magic is taken at deadly consequences, no one plays by the rules. But for Piper, life in lower hierarchy takes a sudden turn when she gets tangled into an assassination that has never dared to be done. Bound by blood, a girl is forced into serving her Demon King in return for her one and only chance of freedom. But within the walls of darkness, the royal court is not what it seems. Underneath the mask of lies, stands a web vengeance and hidden conspiracies with only one goal: Kill the new divide. A power never seen before is rising, and Piper is the one who possesses its very essence. Now, survival is the only thing in mind, and it is the very test for the fittest. But the night has started to shatter, and when the Blood Moon finally rises, all will be lost.