1890. Copper Creek, Nevada. The Veil is thinning. Every night, the boundary between the living and the supernatural frays a little more. Things come through, twisted, hungry, and wrong. The Accorded stand against SpellSlingers and SpellCasters sworn to hold the copper line, even when it breaks them. Clint Black was supposed to die at Carrion Ridge. But death blinked first. They call him the Wall—a man too stubborn to fall, too cursed to quit. After the ambush makes him a legend, Clint rides to Copper Creek to escape the spotlight. What he finds is a town already under siege. Something ancient is clawing through the Veil, and this time, survival means running. But Clint doesn’t run. He stands. And the scarred souls of Copper Creek stand with him. May the gods help them all.
SpellSlinger is a brutal, heart-torn western fantasy where bullets spark, spells burn, and the monsters aren’t always the ones with claws.
🔥 Perfect for readers ofThe Witcher, The Gunslinger, and Dead Man’s Hand. ⚙️ Where grit meets grace, and heroes are made of scars.