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 chase went on for so long that the crew of the Nightmare was getting more than a bit tired. Serenica still lived in a constant state of anxiety. No amount of wind jars or blood in wind jars seemed to help, and it was not like they would have dared to make a lot of them, anyway. There was only a limited amount of a steady gasp in the sails that the ship could take, and besides, it was not healthy for the soul to be playing with blood all the time.

Serenica was afraid that the Maroon King would catch up to them, but she did have an ace up her sleeve. Near them, along the coastline, was a treacherous place that was ripe with sharp rocks covered by murky water, and it was also the final resting place to many sailors.

Serenica did not trust her own abilities in sailing, but it seemed like she would not have much say in the matter. The Maroon King had a say with his mere presence as a growing dot on the horizon, and the answer to the question she was pondering was yes.

Sparks in the Water