IkuSaari

A young healer woman sets sail to kill her enemies and steal the heart of the prince her rival desires. She encounters deadrousers, cannibals and lunatics as she hunts for epic treasures and love. She finds out she can be everything she wants to be: a doctor and a healer of thieves, a lover and an impressively rich spirit aunt, but the price she has to pay will be paid in blood. 

Serenica Ingram is a brave witch in her twenties. She would do anything to be even better at healing. Mariana Kinley, a witch-hating witch and a ruthless businesswoman, doesn't like competition and drives Serenica out of her home. She joins the pirate crew of the necromancer, Captain Spade. 

The city of Neul that Serenica calls home is a hostile and degenerate place, ripe with rich merchants and homeless witches, but the mythical island of outlaws, Aja Vana, is even stranger. The western islands are populated by outcasts and Serenica would do anything to avoid them. 

Becoming a rich and respected pirate healer isn't easy, especially with both other witches and royals wanting Serenica dead. She has to sail to the ends of the known world just to get her stolen property back, and even harder will be to catch the eye of the Dreamer, the fair prince whom Kinley also desires, while fulfilling the promise to kill a king.

WARNING: s*icide mentions, very mild cursing, violence, blood so please use caution when reading.

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Water Belongs to the Dead: Heart of the Witch

The Dreamer was holding her head, staring into her eyes with a serious expression.

"I am sorry," the prince said, and it was rather obvious that he was referring to Kinley and what he had taught her. "I am sorry, but you can't give up."

"Why?" Serenica asked. "I could sleep forever if it were up to me. Why can't I do just that when nothing hurts here?"

"That's exactly why," the Dreamer said, sounding desperate. He bit his lip. He let his gaze fall down to Serenica's mouth.

A twinge of warmth passed through her.

"Things are supposed to hurt," he said flatly. "And…if you give up, I will never meet you. Ever. That pains me more than the thought of gouging out my own eyes."

"Spade," Serenica whispered. "Spade and Myorka and William. They need me."

"Everyone needs you. You are useful," the prince said. "Are you ready?"

Hanging Preparations