A crusade against an ancient evil.
A brotherhood bound by oath.
A victory that will cost everything.
This chivalric epic, lost for centuries, now in the refurbished language of Malory. A crew of disenfranch
After finding a map on a grueling hunt, Vanx and his new companions decide to travel deep into the Bitterpeaks, where a fabled hoar witch's crystal palace supposedly sits hidden in a valley called Saint Elm's Deep.
Shapeshifters: Weretigers, Werevultures, Werewolves. Why write about them? Maybe, I was ONE in another place . . . another time.
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In my early years, my interests centered around dancing, school, and work. Reading and writing were monstrous creatures I dreaded. Then one day, a strange form of enlightenment struck. (I believe it may have been lightening but am still unsure.) From that day forth a reader was born and the imagination sparked to life. I have been writing ever since and my husband now wonders to whom he has been married for over thirteen years. My mother, although proud of my accomplishments, ponders on occasion if I am the same daughter she gave birth to. But my dogs are absolutely sure of my identity. (I believe it has something to do with who feeds and walks them.) I have a B.A. in Sociology from St. Peter’s College, have worked as a Case Worker for the Hudson County Division of Welfare in Jersey City, New Jersey and have held several administrative positions with the Federal Government in Washington DC.
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