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Chapter 14

“We will start with teaching you how to sense your magic,” Revos said as they sat in their tent that evening. “Once you can feel the hum within yourself you can begin to draw upon it and channel it to make spells. We’ll also be able to see which types of mana you have access to.” 

“Okay,” Mitchell said. “Sounds easy enough.” 

Lethelin and Allora were scouting the area around the camp looking for something fresh for dinner and it was just Mitchell and Re...

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Chapter 13

Allora heard Revos sit up and stretch. Her own body longed for sleep but she had not moved from Mitchell’s side in the hours since he’d lost consciousness. She watched and waited, still holding his hand. Lethalin still slumbered, her soft snores barely noticeable anymore. Revos got up without speaking, went off to relieve himself, and returned a short time later. 

“The boy will be fine,” Revos said from behind her. “You were right not to tell him. It would have only scare...

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Chapter 12

Allora said nothing for a long moment and then he saw something that he hadn’t seen in weeks. She smiled. It was a real smile and it transformed her face. It was like a mask she was wearing had been removed and he was seeing her true self and it dazzled him. 

“I–” he started but was cut off. 

Allora stepped forward and embraced him in a crushing hug. He felt the breath squeezed from his lungs and his spine popped in more than one place. 

“Allora,” ...

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Chapter 11

Mitchell awoke again when someone nudged his shoulder. He blinked his eyes and saw Lethelin standing over him. 

“Rocen,” she said. 

Mitchell knew that one. Wake up. 

He nodded to her and, once she was satisfied that he wouldn’t fall back asleep, went off about her morning routine. He sat up and stretched. It was still dark, of course. Even without their captors, their routine hadn’t changed. 

Things got a little awkward as Lethelin and Revos...

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Maps

Thinking of creating world maps to help people visualize the world of Tewadunn. I have one I sketched out with pencil and paper that I created to help me visualize as I wrote, but this would be a proper map created by an artist. I'll start big with the continent and then have city maps later one. I'll make the sketches available for free members, and then the full color HD versions for all paid tiers.

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Chapter 10

Allora disappeared around the other side of the wagon and Mitchell lost sight of her. He didn’t know why, but he wanted to go after her and apologize. He reminded himself that he didn’t owe her an apology. Still, the desire was there, nonetheless. He suppressed it. He tried to ignore the pain he felt at her words as well. He hadn’t asked for any of this. But the way she’d looked at him with such disdain and disgust bothered him. It shouldn’t matter what she thought of him, he told h...

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Chapter 9

“I am from a land called Awenor,” she began. “It’s over the Skybreaker Peaks to the west of Iletish. It is a beautiful country with lush verdant forests, sweeping plains, and mighty rivers.” 

She looked at him as if expecting a comment, but Mitchell didn’t say anything. 

“These are things I had intended to tell you that night in your city before we were attacked by Ivaran’s men. I had hoped to convince you to come with me willingly. But I was interrupted....

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Chapter 8

Some minutes after the screaming had stopped Mitchell and Allora returned to the other side of the wagon. They saw Lethelin sitting cross-legged a short distance away staring out at the horizon. From the front of the wagon, the clorvol started making some unpleasant sounds that Mitchell tried to ignore. It–or she if Revos was to be believed–apparently wasn’t concerned about eating the corpse of someone who had recently been taking care of it.

He saw the body of Ivaran then. He was...

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Chapter 7

Mitchell looked at the carnage around him and didn’t quite know what to think. On the one hand, these men had abused them, kept them in cages, and were taking them to their deaths. But, on the other hand, they’d just been brutally killed. Well, two of them anyway. The leader was still alive wearing the manacles and tied to the side of the wagon.

In his mind’s eye, he could still see the fount of blood that had erupted from Dumb Fuck Two’s mouth as Allora stabbed him under the ch...

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Chapter 6

Mitchell’s leg was bouncing and he tried to will it still for what felt like the thousandth time. Without the manacles, Allora was apparently able to use her magic. She’d cast the language spell on him, although it appeared to exhaust her to do so, and said that there was going to be an escape attempt and he needed to sit patiently and let them handle it. He would only get in the way.

He fumed at her words, even more so because she was right. The spell hadn’t lasted long but she...

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Chapter 5

The next few days were pure hell for Mitchell, and that was saying something considering what he’d already been through. If Waterboy was giving the water Mitchell could count on it being dumped out. It didn’t matter if it was their morning serving, the afternoon when they stopped to set up camp, or before bed. He went from three servings a day to one or two. By the second day, his lips were cracked and bleeding again.

Allora tried to help in what little way she could. If it was Axe ...

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Chapter 4

The next several days passed in much the same manner. Despite their chains, a guard was set at night, but Mitchell got the feeling after that first evening that it was much more to do with what might be out in the wastes they traveled rather than whatever the prisoners might get up to. They were left in darkness as the sun finally set but there was some sort of fire across the way where their captors had set up their tent. Mitchell didn’t know what they might be burning since there wasn’t...

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Chapter 3

Mitchell felt himself falling.

“No, that’s not right. I’m flying. Holy shit, I’m flying!”

He had no body. He had no eyes but he could see. Except there is nothing to see.

“Is this death? Is this what happens after we die? Crap, I hope I’m going to heaven.”

There was light before him. The sense of motion increased. He was falling after all. He was falling down a tunnel that seemed as long and as deep as the universe.

Oh fuu...

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Chapter 2

Allora wiped the sleeve of her trench coat across her left eye clearing away what blood she could. In the dark of the house, it looked like black face paint had been applied from her scalp down to her jawline. He could see a few drops splattered on the white blouse she was wearing. The gemstone in her headband flashed again, nearly blinding in the lightless foyer and Mitchell staggered back rubbing his eyes.

“Ah, shit!”

“We must be going. I am being sorry Mitchell. I am want...

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Part 1, Chapter 1

Mitchell’s phone buzzed and he tapped to answer, bringing the phone to his ear.

“Hey, you parking?”

Andy’s deep, rumbling voice came through the phone, his Chicago accent still thick even after five years in Phoenix.

“Unfortunately, no. Jessica’s suddenly not feeling well. I think the sushi didn’t agree with her.”

In the background, a female voice came through the phone’s speaker.

“I’m so sorry, Mitchell!”

“We’re rushing back hom...

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The Onyx Throne - Book One, Prologue

Prologue

 

“Are you ready, Lora?” 

Allora De Anen looked up from the swirling mass of arcane script that filled the circle on the floor of the laboratory. Silvery-white geometric designs had been painstakingly drawn into the polished black marble floor over the course of several hours with imbued ink by the cambion across from her. The metal flakes of gold and silver that had been mixed in glinted in the soft glow of the mage lights that were affixed to the wal...

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Cover art for Book 1

This is Allora De Annen, the last Onyx Knight. She had only just completed her training and was unprepared for the coup that killed the monarch of Awenor and the Onyx Knights, a military order that has protected Awenor and the monarchs for nearly a thousand years. Despite that, she was charged with finding a new monarch and saving the kingdom from a tyrant that seeks to destroy the heart of her land. Alone and hunted, everything she's ever known and loved destroyed, she must travel to a new w...

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