Thursday, May 12, 2022

DAWN OF THE BROKEN SWORD is live!

 

Li Ming is a small-town boy with big dreams.

In the era of the Five States and Ten Corporations, the immortals of the jianghu stand head and shoulders above the masses. Li Ming aspires to join their ranks.

But the world of the rivers and lakes is fraught with peril. Deception and danger lurk in the shadows. Bloodthirsty beasts roam the wilds. Martial cultivators constantly battle for wealth, glory and status.

Armed with his ancestral swordbreaker, Li Ming enters the jianghu as a biaohang, eager to deliver justice with steel and magic—and to chase the dream of immortality.

But first, he must prove himself worthy.

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DAWN OF THE BROKEN SWORD is Book 1 of the cyberpunk cultivation series SAGA OF THE SWORDBREAKER. You can buy it on Amazon here!

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Tuesday, May 10, 2022

Book Review: The World of Wishes

In the World of Wishes, anything you wish is yours. Anything.

From this simple statement flows one of the most fascinating and complex story worlds that I've seen to date in the indie writing space. Populated by equally fascinating and complex characters, the World of Wishes is easily one of the most underrated science fiction books you'll encounter.

In the setting of the World of Wishes, a group of alien robots called the Djinn have set up shop in the Earth's core. Anyone with a Card can make a wish for anything, and the Djinn will grant it. Flying cars. Weapons. Shields. Personal islands. Airships. Floating cities. Anything at all can be bought and sold.

The World of Wishes is a world of wonder—and also a world of usury.

Thursday, May 5, 2022

Dawn of the Broken Sword is Available for Preorder!

 

Li Ming is a small-town boy with big dreams.

In the era of the Five States and Ten Corporations, the immortals of the jianghu stand head and shoulders above the masses. Li Ming aspires to join their ranks.

But the world of the rivers and lakes is fraught with peril. Deception and danger lurk in the shadows. Bloodthirsty beasts roam the wilds. Martial cultivators constantly battle for wealth, glory and status.

Armed with his ancestral swordbreaker, Li Ming enters the jianghu as a biaohang, eager to deliver justice with steel and magic—and to chase the dream of immortality.

But first, he must prove himself worthy.

Tuesday, May 3, 2022

BABYLON BLUES Wins Laterpress 2022 Genre Fiction Contest!

 

Webserial platform Laterpress has announced the results of its 2022 Genre Fiction contest. I am pleased to announce that BABYLON BLUES is one of the two wining entries in the Completed Books category.

Friday, March 25, 2022

Angel of Blades Part 5

 

Shallow Focus Photo Of Crocodile On Body Of Water

Angel

A perfect darkness engulfed Sabaia’s arena. Striding through the stairwell door, Luisa saw nothing but pitch blackness, heard nothing but total silence, sensed nothing but complete emptiness.

Her mental map spanned the entirety of the circular hall. The walls were smooth, the floor level, all traces of the previous battle completely erased. The fissures blown into the ground had been sealed and smoothened. There were no bodies, no blood, not even a lingering scent of war.

How much time had passed since her fall? She didn’t know. She had lost all track of time by the shores of the scarlet sea. She had marked the passage of hours only by her breathing, her heartbeat, and the never-ending cycles of burning and Leveling. Surely it couldn’t have been more than a day.

Sabaia or its minions must have repaired the damage. Red Dust was the obvious material for the task. It could fill in a gap completely, then by the ancient sorceries of the Ancients, it could transform into a substance similar to, if not the same as, any other element in existence—and many more that did not exist in nature.

As for the dead…

Thursday, March 24, 2022

Angel of Blades Part 4

Shallow Focus Photo Of Crocodile On Body Of Water

Flight after flight, floor after floor, she climbed the stairs. She thought of nothing, she felt nothing, she focused solely on putting one boot in front of the other, over and over and over.

Round and round and round she went, forever turning clockwise. She kept her hand on the handle of her sword, ready for instant action, keeping to the outer edge of the stairs. The higher she climbed, the darker it grew, taking her further and further from the glow of the sea of Dust.

It didn’t matter. With her mental map, she could navigate the world even with her eyes closed. Indeed, she did just that, resting her mind and body, using only enough muscle and energy to keep her going, navigating solely by her mental map.

How long had she climbed? It didn’t matter. She wasn’t where she wanted to be, so she kept climbing. Onward, onward, always onward, heading to whatever awaited her at the top of the stairs.