I know it's sad that my last post was about two months ago. My life is usually pretty hectic, but whose isn't now days. But I did get a good start into my next book. It's a continuation of "The Winter King's Chosen". I have a title in mind, but it's a secret. ;) I'll try to keep you all updated as much as possible, but I have to close up shop for a little bit, while I move on to the next chapter in my life.

But what I can say for the next book? Better yet let me introduce to you, Malverous, Naruck's half brother. ...

“No,” Malverous said simply. “I did it for amusement. It isn’t every day that I get to pick on my lesser. I called you here because Naruck wants me to send you back. All though I don’t understand why. I told him that I would gladly kill you. It makes no difference to me if you are my mother’s great great….” He stopped and contorted his face with thought. “I guess I don’t know how many greats. I lost count after the fourth generation. But the point is that I don’t mind killing my kin. A mere bastard of Boka. My mother’s fated one. And you see what he did. He cast a war on her dragon and sent their only son away. And why would Boka do that?”
“Because you shamed him?” Razik hissed.
“Wrong,” Malverous sighed with boredom. “It would be for the same reason that your father would want to find us. When you cross a wolf and a dragon king together, you get me. I would go as far as to say that I am the ultimate abomination. Whereas your father would embrace my power, your ancestor on the other hand feared it. But then again you cross a whisperer and a Moon King together, then dwindle down the blood with mundane blood over time and we get you. With a potential of another fated one,” Malverous smiled darkly down at Razik thoughtfully. Razik’s cheeks were now a blazed with anger as Malverous’s body shook with laughter. His smile was wide and wolf like. “Yes, I now understand it.”
“Your grace, what are you speaking of?” Thrain finally spoke up from just behind Razik.
“How the gods plan to save our kind, my friend,” Malverous answered between giggles. “And by my father, King Sage, do they have a twisted sick sense of humor.”