Fantasy Stories

A The Life of Tamalain Arrowmark Story
Silor and Winter are called upon to end a part of their history that started many years earlier when Thornbreak tried to capture little Tama. Now he has returned and they must send him to oblivion for all time.

A story of Salau
Nemi must learn how to use her new butterfly swords, and to find someone to spar against, she wagers herself as the prize to any who can defeat her

Ree'al's Honor
Two swordsmen cut a swath through the country of Clovia seeking riches and fame.This is a re-write of a previously posted story.

In an industrial-fantasy world, the knightly Princess Zofia Tourmaline teams up with the transgender rogues Val and Lizabet to fight against a secret society of depraved slavers, using as much trickery and crime as swordplay. (Content warning: rape and non-consensual slavery are portrayed, but treated as serious villainy and contrasted against healthy sex-positive relationships and BDSM.)

A Rage Story
How do you tell someone they belong to another species and have them not think you are completely insane? How do you give them the all of the information they need to embrace their new reality and intelligently choose the new path their life will travel? Radovan Dzerdja's existence is dedicated to the history of Homo esoterica. Part of his job as a Loremaster is to Awaken those Lost to the reality that is Homo esoterica. When he is hired to Awaken Candy and Angus, his job gets interesting.

A Dark Wars Tale
Edgar Laetham had enough. He had spent enough time shedding blood and losing friends for Queen and country. A chance encounter with an old friend from Australia while recovering from a wound in Bahrain a year after the First Gulf War sent his life on a different path. How different he would not know until one fateful, rain-soaked day while driving his new charge through the streets of Harrow. After that day, he knew life with Dame Alice Spencer-Killdare would never be the same. Or boring!

The king's knights were mostly bastards and their sons were ripped away from home and family at a early age. They were trained in a rough and brutal way to be knights like their fathers. When we marched to war and I left the cage that held me, I was not going to follow tamely. I was free and determined to go my own way. My decision to fight with a company of regulars might have offended everyone but I had made the choice. Besides, I knew the dance of war and these men would follow me.