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

Myorka was in a tranquil sort of rage that was far scarier than any insults or punches she could have thrown. She said nothing, except when asked about the baby, and that was when she would merely nod and say that everything was all right.

"I don't have time for this," Serenica said, for she was genuinely fed up with all the dramatic antics that her crew pulled on her. The bookkeeper was pregnant, of course, but that did not entitle her to do as she pleased.

"Is he all right?" Myorka asked, her old soft manners returning.

"Aye, he's already whining there, so I think he will be safe."

Serenica shook her head. "Not at all. I feel like a pot that has been stirred for far too long."

"Do you need a break?" the bookkeeper asked. "Honestly. Just tell me what to do, and I will take on your responsibilities."

Serenica thought about the suggestion for a moment.

Delusional Whims