High Infinity has fell victim to the self-interest of a few and Bran the Unholy Lord of Life and Death holds valuable hostages. Sent to safety by Soren Lazarus, Len Vallely has been forced to forsake his son Lyken, whom he believes should rule, and has to mind the boy-emperor Raven, whose right to reign has yet to even be established. However, Raven’s the key to survival for those who haven’t yet perished and, although disaster united them, a desire for peace keeps them aligned and Raven plots his restoration, whilst Len defends his charge from Bran’s murderous supporters.
With the Canarbis legacy scattered and power dispersed, the Empire continues to fall to the Raven God’s ruthless regime. With few places left to retreat or mount a fight from, Aurora Sempesh leads what remains of the resistance into the deepest, darkest, most dangerous recesses of the realm, whilst she struggles with the dilemma of whether to succumb to Bran, who’s always lusted after her, in return for him sparing her subjects from slaughter. Divisions between friend and foe are also blurred, as Lyken Vallely and Ivy Barton receive propositions they cannot refuse, but must betray old friends to fulfil their dreams.
Seeking strength and support, Len and Raven’s journey leads to mysterious Elysian and the merciless Source Valley. Raven fights for his life and Len must face the horror of losing him, after having already lost Lyken, an agony unsurpassed, or so he thought, until he discovers Raven’s true and terrible heritage…
Born in Shrewsbury, died who knows where, I currently bathe in that beautiful, cultural, historical Shropshire air!
I seek to become a full-time author to fulfil a life-long dream. I can’t remember a time when I didn’t write and I can’t imagine a time when I won’t. Having lived without electricity for a time, necessity sparked my love affair with the written word, as it was easier to write than read in poor light. No one else had penned the story I wanted to read and my characters yearned to live and breathe, so I had to bring them to life. Now I write for the experience and the pleasure, for it is my passion, my religion, my parent, my councillor: my identity. I write because I don’t know how not to! My head is full of stories all jostling for position and it’s never a matter of which book to write next, for I work on concurrent projects. I primarily write fantasy, but have written poetry, science fiction, historical fiction and horror.