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It’s unfair, really. When the mutations hit Haven, everyone else around got respectable wings: the class jerk got feathers of knives; the professor got creepy spider-black ones. But me?
I got sparkly pink fairy-princess fluff whose favorite pastime is flirting. They flirt audaciously, at least with the ice-winged guy who’s decided to become my personal protector in lieu of my best friend, whose wings of scarlet fire accidentally turned our professor into a living orange alien-looking dude. (Well, before the guy she was crushing on killed him.)
Now she’s on the run with him and I’m left making my way in a caged city overrun with other newly winged mutants.
And that’s just the beginning.
Before I find out what my wings really do.
* contains some adult language
I, Ruin (August 2017)
The Coalition mutated us.
They left us writhing on our classroom floor, no breath, no scream, until feathers of vivid hues unfolded from our shoulders and whispered over our skin.
We staggered up, dazed and disoriented, but then our professor’s wings – they swarmed with spiders, and—
I left him dead on the sun-drenched floor.
Now I’m on the run with Lunar Adurian, the smirky guy who always watched me from scarred eyes, and I’m falling too hard.
I need to keep it together, to wage an underground war against the Coalition, but inside I’m coming apart.
My father wants me to abandon my best friend. Lunar challenges my every step and questions my every act. I start making mistakes, and I’m struggling to hold everything in place: to hold my course, my beliefs, to hold myself—
To hold anything at all when my hands are slippery with blood.
* Contains much cussing and some childhood trauma
Coming August 26th, 2017 if all goes to plan!
A dystopian romance collaboration with the lovely author Iris Ng-Bakalar!
I run into the most impoverished level of our walled city, where poisons and toxins swirl in oily black puddles on the streets, and people are gathering in a square in line for food.
But they can’t be here.
I scream at them to get out, get away.
And the world explodes.
Soren Lost, a Level 1 nonentity…
She breaks into my life like a shard of sunlight shining in a squalid world just before the square explodes. Staggering out of the rubble, she offers me a pill that will give me a month of health in exchange for me getting her back out of Level 1.
Only thing is, a powerful man has her marked for death; she’s got city protectors on her tail; her former master has been mind-wiped and doesn’t remember she exists; and I have a sister to protect.
I should refuse, should leave her mired in her own troubles.
But there’s no one else to save her. So I take the month of health and do my damnedest to save her myself.
Good thing, too, because if I get her to the lab on Level 3, her research might be the key to finding the cure for the virus that dooms us all to die at twenty-six.
If I can keep her alive that long.
Heiress of the Seven Cities (epic fantasy)
The books in this section are all part of my Heiress of the Seven Cities epic fantasy series. The first one, sort of a prequel to the rest, is Heiress of Healing. The next ones, Heiress of Magic and Heiress of Shadow, follow events that happen in the same time period, but each book focuses on different characters in different parts of the Seven Demesnes.
In the city of mages, a guild slave dances, stars drifting from her hair that whisper secret persuasions into the minds of her audience. Every evening she chronicles her memories, for every night comes a shadow who steals them away.
This is where the rebellion begins.
For centuries, the walls of the Seven Demesnes have protected men from shape-shifters and shadow-hungry alike. But the walls are breaking, the magical protections over them weakening, and no one cares, thinking that the enemy the walls were once erected to keep out are nothing but myth.
But the shadow-hungry are real, and they are preparing for battle while mankind stands divided.
Guild plots against ruler. Mage plots against mage. The powerful vanish. The weak are enslaved. The survivors keep secrets.
Now only one sorceress holds up the walls. Another brews a secret resistance against a corrupt magnate. A third has lost her corporeal form, her soul captive to the enemy.
And the last, who binds them together, is the guild dancer who knows nothing of what she used to be.
Four women fight in a city where battle lines are drawn in the wrong places, unions are made with the wrong allies, and when the enemy strikes…
Not one is prepared.
Now, something is killing them before they can be born.
When Iminique Demascus senses a nameless evil striking at the unborn royal children, she has to make a choice. A noblewoman and a healer in a world where aristocrats and mages belong to different castes, she is forbidden by her father to ever heal. Breaking his dictate, she saves a single girl child.
No one thanks her. Neither the child’s parents nor the people want a girl, reviling her for surviving when the males perished. Left as the princess’s sole protector and faced with adversity and hostility from nearly every quarter, Iminique allies herself with the wizard who once dragged her to the brink of death and then inexplicably let her go; a wizard who has his own secret agenda and casts spells that should be impossible.
Meanwhile, in the south, a young sorceress falls prey to an ancient enemy, one weaving his own plans for bringing mankind to its knees.
Heiress of Shadow (Autumn 2017)
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Flippant Fairy Tales
Cousin Ebermeisters can’t be trusted. Neither can five-headed trolls (sly things; always keeping secrets). Neither can princes.
Especially not princes.
In fact, for ex-princess Nikaela, all men are undeniably, unquestionably, indisputably, absolutely, without a doubt and with no exceptions bad news.
That’s why she and her ex-princess friend Saige have a nice little swindle going where they fleece unsuspecting noblemen of their pocket change at royal balls. It’s not exactly a lucrative line of business, but it pays the bills.
At least it pays the bills until Saige (not the sharpest eel in the barrel) chooses the wrong man to cross, and she and Nikaela wind up cursed…
As if that wasn’t bad enough, an unwanted suitor with a head full of chivalrous nonsense and a mind to win Nikaela’s heart chooses that inopportune moment to step back into her life.
And as if THAT wasn’t bad enough, a dragon and a would-be hero sweep into Saige’s life.
And as if that STILL wasn’t bad enough, the untrustworthy men in their lives are about to turn each girl’s well-ordered opinion of the world on its head.
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About That Happy Ending (Autumn 2017)
Good godmother, human princesses are dull as dead rats.
Why did Prince Blandsome have to kiss me and break my curse? I was perfectly happy as a cat.
Now people expect me to behave like a human princess again, and princesses don’t do anything interesting like dangling off curtains with their teeth or pouncing on people’s faces when they’re sleeping.
But then – hope! – a peculiar rat-killing piper tells me I can find my happy-ever-after by undoing my curse, which seems not to have been undone entirely.
So I make a very (un)princessly decision:
I decide this curse of mine had better start running for its life.
My overlord forged me into a pawn taught to fight, to detect poisons, and to disconnect my soul. Now, in a land where our spurious peace is at an end, I am a concocted lie – princess, decoy, murderess, spy – with only one truth left: greater loyalty to my family than my country. I play the overlord’s heartless daughter to save their lives, but in so doing, I condemn my entire nation to an alliance that will destroy it.
Then a ruthless foe kidnaps me for his own agenda. I need to escape to alleviate the coming disaster, but my every attempt fails – and the stakes keep rising. I’m falling in love with my silver-haired captor, making it harder to fight him. More and more die for my deception, making it harder to believe in. And the ever spirits in the spirit realm keep sending me back from the dead, making me realize that more than my family’s lives hang in the balance, and not only the spirit of my people will break if I fail.
But I am Alynah Commonborn – what’s left of her – and I will not fail.
* WARNING! While the main character is not abused herself, some of the others characters have been held as sex slaves and a few graphic memories are shown.