D_RegalInsomniac

If you like this then you'd definitely love my new book [Picking Up Beautiful Girls In A post apocalyptic World!]. Please check it out!

Separated at a young age after losing both their parents in a car crash; these two brothers lived completely different lives and went through completely different experiences.

Now in a new world of elves, goblins and magic; and on opposing sides of a centuries old war, watch how they grow strong and fight new foes all in the hopes of gaining more power to take control over their own lives.

But the powers that be won't make things easy for them, nor will they be given power without a price....




Posting schedule: One chapter will be posted everyday at 12:00pm EMT.

Please leave your your thoughts and expectations in the comments section.....I really value them

This is a war novel, so there will be violence, explicit battles and the occasional blood and gore....Be forewarned.

Thanks for coming and I hope to see you in the review section.....


Update...
The new volume (volume 2) is going to take a few chapters to grt into the real fight scenes, and may be a bit slow at first, but I promise it's going to be spectacular to read as things even out.

P.S.That's only if you like blood and monsters ..

D_RegalInsomniac

My Brother Is A Warlord

Quinn walked into the main hall of the mansion and immediately braced himself.

Alice crashed into him like a rocket. He grabbed her by the waist and twirled her around while she squealed.

Quinn chuckled and let her down, "Yeah," he said while giving her a kiss, "Hope you didn't give them too much trouble."

"Of course she did," Another voice said from the entrance to the hall. Quinn turned to see Freiya with a tired look on her face, "That girl is a menace"

Quinn shrugged. He really didn't think the house would still be standing when he got back. The fact that it was standing was a win in his books.

"Hey, Freiya." Quinn said as she came closer. He allowed Alice to let go of him and hugged FReiya tightly.

HIS ANGER BOILS SLOWLY