Welcome, my friend, or aquaintance, or dread stalker, to the fiction page. From this point you will be able to visit my works of literature, if they could be described as such. If you dare continue from this point, know that you have been forewarned, as these tales are not for the faint of heart. Cruel and twisted worlds await you, where the shedding of blood and the courting of eldritch beasts is as commonplace as the tail on a cat… unless the cat is a Manx, then in that case I suppose this analogy might not hold water.
My primary genres are science fiction and dark fantasy, though I do also write more general fiction on occasion.
(Mature Readers only: contains violence and swearing)
Karinska: Tales from the Realm of Ice and Steel
“I was told that the men of Karinska have ice in their veins in lieu of blood, and that because of this their pulses run cold and their hearts beat only when enflamed by drink or passion. I was told that they worship at the altar of a god of death and that a chill breeze passes nightly through their twisted streets to claim fresh sacrifice. I was not disappointed.” – Arbaron Drovalak, on Karinska
In the Service of Impersonal Gods (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6)
Poverty and crime plague the slums of Muscovy’s poor district, but Yakov Dachaski is determined not to become a victim. An orphan, born and raised on the streets, his luck is about to take a dramatic turn but will it be the making of him, or the undoing?
Where the Black God Fears to Tread (1, 2, 3)
In the Realm of Ice and Steel there are many places, elder places, forbidden to all but the most determined and the most unfortunate. Through dreams, Pterius Rusalka, Magnate of Karmazyn has entered a place where even the Gods dare not venture.
Swamp of Phantoms (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, ongoing)
Lord Odius Drovalak, son and heir to the Arbaron of Nordmere, travels south from his homeland in search of the mysteries of the Madukii swamp. Joined by his faithful retainer, Jethrin Lockwood, and a band of Karinskar conscripts, their journey will take them deep into unfriendly lands. What horrors await them within the swamps?
“‘We have built the finest empire ever to mark itself upon the stars. In our short span we have forged a history that would put that of the birthworld to shame, a dozen times over. Soon our task will be complete, and the journey will end. We stand at the dawn of a true and lasting peace, for all mankind!” – Arcturus the Most Beloved, Lord Prefect of Seberu
A hovercraft dropship transports Preceptor Bhardus along with Captain Dhajin and a squad of soldiers to the battlefields of Argolyth. As they make their descent Dhajin turns to his mentor for guidance.
Wrathangel: The Swordsman’s Tale (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9)
In a blossom-filled valley in feudal Mongolia, a Swordsman travels to meet destiny and face an impossible foe. Meanwhile, in the distant future, a band of soldiers have landed on the feral world of Gyptica in search of a downed science vessel.
A special thank you to Zuzana Ferková for granting me permission to use her awesome fiery skyline image.
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