The Agonizomai Series is getting new covers!!! And to help fund them, I’m running a Kickstarter! CHECK IT OUT HERE!

The project launched this morning and is running through November 4th. Not only will backers recieve books from the Agonizomai Series with new covers and interiors, they’ll also have a chance to choose a tier with maps, original artwork, stickers, and more! And there are never seen before stories that I’m sending out with each pledge (at tiers that include a book). 

I’ve you’ve been wanting to read the Agonizomai Series but haven’t picked them up yet, here’s your chance! And if you’ve read any of these books, share the project and help me find more readers who will enjoy it! 

Below is a sneak peek of the short story backers will recieve!

 

Past and FutureA Frosted Fire Short Story

Iyanka rounded the edge of a berry thicket, leaves turning golden and littering the ground, and froze at the sight before her. Milek was hanging upside down, feet and legs wrapped up in vines strung from the tree tops. Zef was halfway up another tree giving Henry suggestions. And Henry was kneeling a few steps from Milek, one hand planted in the dirt.

“Would everyone be quiet so I can concentrate,” Henry growled, twisting his hand deeper into the soil and glaring at the vines.

Milek laughed again, sounding utterly at ease with his position slowly spinning in the air.

“If these things drop me, you’re explaining why my head is too bruised to wear my ridiculous crown.”

Iyanka winced at the mention of the crown. It was designed after Siersh’s style, carefully crafted by a few of the fire wielders. It was…large. Victorin had privately told her that he was thankful he wasn’t stuck wearing the thing.

“Perhaps I’d be doing you a favor,” Henry muttered.

Milek snorted. An undignified yelp escaped his lips when the vines dropped him a head length’s closer to the ground.

“Henry,” Milek said with a firm tone Iyanka knew he was copying from Victorin. “You are tormenting your sovereign.”

“That was not on purpose.”

Zef locked eyes with Iyanka, and quickly tried to smother his grin.

“We have company,” he said, adjusting his position in the tree.

Henry didn’t look up from his work, but Milek craned his head around until he could see her, grinning when their eyes met.

“Oh good, it’s you,” he said, turning his head as he spun so he could hold her gaze. “If it was one of my lovely subjects, this could be embarrassing.”

Iyanka took a few steps into the small clearing, eyes fixed warily on the writhing vines Henry was fighting with.

“What are you doing?”

“Henry and Zef talked me into antagonizing some defenses they discovered. It appears they still work!”

That’s all my news for now, friends! Go check out my project!