The Shadowland Chronicles
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Last published Wed, Jun 1, 2022
Two centuries ago, Aquatus found himself forced to take his father's place on the throne; a throne earned by a path of blood and war.
He thought the war was over. He swore to protect what remained of the empire and never to let anyone usurp his rightful place....
The war. It wasn't over.
When it strikes this time, it strikes close, slamming his young adopted children towards death, annihilating their innocence... taking one by one all he cultivated and carefully balanced, tipping the scales into utter chaos.
"Aquatus..... What will you do?"
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