Aenya Newsletter 01/10/20

Greetings, Aenya fans! It's 2020! It's finally 2020, the year of the Aenya Big-Bang, and I am very excited about all of the great stuff I have to show you in this update. First and foremost, I should probably explain a little about the literary explosion that is about to make your reading experience a... Continue Reading →

The Princess of Aenya is almost here!

After five long years of brainstorming, writing, editing and rewriting, the second book of Aenya, The Princess of Aenya, is almost here! The novel weighs in at 136,236 words, and thanks to my partner in crime, my editor, Ava Coibion, every sentence should be a carefully crafted thing of beauty. And thanks to my uber-talented... Continue Reading →

The Compass Tower

  HISTORY The first stones that would become the Compass Tower were laid down by the Zo circa 9000 BGM (Before the Greater Moon). Believing they were being led by the Goddess, Zoë, the Ancients crossed over the frigid Crown of Aenya Mountains, where they discovered the uncharacteristically warm and lush valley of Tyrnael, and... Continue Reading →

Aenya Newsletter 09/26/19

Greetings fans!!! It's that time again ... where I bring you ALL the exciting news from the world of Aenya. Book Signing in Pasco First things first, this Saturday, September 28th, I will be making an appearance at the Paperback Exchange Bookstore in Pasco, FL, where I will be handing out some nifty bookmarks, and... Continue Reading →

Ages of Aenya is NOT erotica!!!

Please help, I would like to advertise my fantasy adventure novel, Ages of Aenya, but it won't let me get started because, for some reason, the book has been labeled as erotica. My book is NOT erotica! It has never been erotica. There is a lot more adult/erotic content in Game of Thrones and other... Continue Reading →

Ages of Aenya: Prologue

  The blood rushing to her head made her skull ache. She could feel the throb of her heart, flowing through her limbs, bringing spasms of pain to her ribcage. Dizzy with dread, she glanced back and saw it—not far now—a blur of crimson. The halfman was still following. Dapples of sunlight percolated from the... Continue Reading →

Ages of Aenya: Thelana at the Door

Careful not to bend the floorboards lest she wake him, Thelana paced the short passages of Emma’s home, feeling a prisoner. Long ago, when Baba stopped eating and Nicola was growing pale and sickly, she might walk the whole of Ilmarinen, its lush beauty never failing to ease her worries. As long as she continued... Continue Reading →

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