Immortal: Reckoning (The Immortal Chronicles, Book 2)
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Last published Fri, Feb 8, 2019
Mmmmphhhh don't gotta synopsis for this WIP yet, so... second book in the Immortal Chronicles. Follows Asher Hearst, the OPMC that doesn't have much going for him in the OP department besides the fact that he's basically un-killable. No pain, no gain, amiright? Well, Asher probably isn't sure what the hell he stands to gain besides a few drinks at his favorite bar, Sanctuary.
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