Wolfcaller Chronicles

Uprising, book one of The Wolfcaller Chronicles, follows the journey of a young tarin doe who must learn to survive in a hostile world where danger is everywhere and monsters lie waiting in the shadows. Nadirah, however, carries a dark secret from her past. A secret that keeps her separated from those around her. A secret that makes her a target of evil forces, determined to enslave the entire world in the icy grip of undeath. Time and again the solitary warrior is offered the help she is too proud to ask for, but can she change her very nature to accept it? And will it be enough? I am an author, a teller of stories both long and short, real & imagined. So for the sake of my own amusement, here's a bit of information about me, written in the form of a short story. Whatever information you can gleam from these words is what you are worthy of knowing about it's writer.Hazel eyes stared up at a cloudless sky before falling to take in the house a few feet away. To some, it would be judged by its flaws ; it's fading paint and scuffed floors. But to her it was perfect. It was hers. And it was home. To one side, a wild forest whispered sweet nothings in the breeze, which was answered by some distant bird's call. "Life is good." She said softly to no one. "And today is a good day."The sudden squawking of wild fowl pulled her attention to the young white german shepherd that rarely strayed far from her side."God damn it, Sutter Cain! Quit chasing those turkeys!""I looked heavenward for angels, while beautiful demons showed me the way." - Shannon Nacyl

Book 2 of the Wolfcaler ChroniclesFor the tarin doe Nadirah Wolfcaller, nothing has gone according to plan. Raised from the dead to become a MidKnight, an elite warrior in the service of the necromancer Malthamus, Nadirah is granted immortality and dark powers beyond her imagining. When she finally manages to escape the clutches of her evil master, Nadirah must use every bit of strength and guile she possesses to retain her newly-found freedom.But Malthamus is not the only one chasing the lost MidKnight. Deemed a danger to all life on Eidra, druids Taiyra Sunmourn and Matna Sungale seek to keep the undead warrior controlled. The L.A.M.B.s, the Light's Arbiters of Mercy and Benevolence consider her an abomination.Met with fear and hostility at every turn, there's no rest for the weary soul, and only turbulence for the one who wants nothing but peace. I am an author, a teller of stories both long and short, real & imagined. So for the sake of my own amusement, here's a bit of information about me, written in the form of a short story. Whatever information you can gleam from these words is what you are worthy of knowing about it's writer.Hazel eyes stared up at a cloudless sky before falling to take in the house a few feet away. To some, it would be judged by its flaws ; it's fading paint and scuffed floors. But to her it was perfect. It was hers. And it was home. To one side, a wild forest whispered sweet nothings in the breeze, which was answered by some distant bird's call. "Life is good." She said softly to no one. "And today is a good day."The sudden squawking of wild fowl pulled her attention to the young white german shepherd that rarely strayed far from her side."God damn it, Sutter Cain! Quit chasing those turkeys!""I looked heavenward for angels, while beautiful demons showed me the way." - Shannon Nacyl