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For Sorceress Lyra Etherborn, control and stubborn self-reliance are her greatest weapons. But when a highly volatile secret pulls her into the crumbling, abandoned Starfall Citadel, she finds herself facing a chaos she cannot bind and a hunger she cannot deny. Deep beneath a ruined fortress lies a vault of forbidden power—a secret so cataclysmic it threatens to shatter the timelines of the world.
Her fate collides with Sylver, a rugged ranger whose impossible speed and unsettling aura of dark magic are a relentless, consuming mystery. Now, an ancient, ruthless enemy is stirring the darkness, intent on stealing the power to rewrite the past. Lyra must shatter her rules and join the man whose potent, forbidden secret becomes a critical piece to the puzzle.
Their unexpected attraction is a devastating force, forged in ruin and demanded by fate. But how much of herself must Lyra sacrifice against the darkness, alongside a man she barely knows?
A Sorceress in Entropy is a thrilling tale of magic, adventure, and unexpected love. It is a story of self-discovery, resilience, and the enduring power of hope in the face of darkness.
276 pages, ebook
First published March 1, 2025









Sylver wrinkles his nose slightly, a strong smell of seawater, ale and fresh horse manure penetrating his sinuses. The scent is a stark contrast to the nicer establishments surrounding them.(It would be impossible to show every instance but there are a lot of repeated sentences and sentiments like this with only minor variations, which is exactly what generative AI does.) They can claim they composed these sentences all on their own:
"Ahh, fresh air, is it?" Sylver muttered, wrinkling his nose as the sharp tang of seawater mingled unpleasantly with the stench of horse manure.
The air crackles with residual magic, a testament to the power of their shared experience.Again, a human could write this way, as lousy as it is, but by sheer coincidence, I'm sure, it's also happens to be what AI does over and over again. Good thing there's nothing else to suggest AI usage in this case, right?
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"The citadel fell into ruin, a testament to the unrelenting power of nature and the inevitable decay of time."
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A grand staircase, once a symbol of the citadel's power, now lay in shattered fragments, a testament to the battles that had raged within its walls.
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A large Elven fireplace, its hearth cold and blackened, dominated one end of the hall, a silent testament to the warmth and life that had once filled the space.
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The air crackles with magical energy, a testament to the power contained within these walls.
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It was a beacon of serenity and power, a testament to the enduring faith of Elysia's followers.
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She pauses, her gaze sweeping over the imposing doors, their arcane shimmer a testament to the strength of the powerful barrier.