One mistake. One journey. One life that will never be the same.

Amaris Medeis lived her whole life as an outcast. An orphan with parents the world 
 looked down on. A non-power weaver in a world that valued weaving above all else. She was hidden away from the world, threatened not to speak her last name and sully it with hers. Her only friends were the servants that raised her and the machines she taught herself to build.

 When her aunt pushed her a little too far, she fled and boarded a ship that got her into more trouble than she could ever have imagined.

 With monsters, thieves and a dark emperor with huge armies on her path, Amaris found herself wondering if the life she dreamed of was the one she was meant to lead.

(Book one of "Chronicles Of The Grey Sea" trilogy)

Sea Of Sparks And Shadows

Amaris’ head pounded from the hit she received when she was turned. “Ash.” she wheezed but he didn’t move. He watched her wordlessly and with an emotionless mask. 


 “Such a sweet speech, but I’m afraid it won’t work.” Amaris shifted her gaze to the door. A Manticapi, not an order keeper, judging by his uniform, he seemed of higher rank, stood smirking down at her. “Unfortunately, it won’t change anything. You see, he’s still under my control.” He strolled over to her. 


 “Don’t you dare touch her.” Ash sneered. But his words weren’t directed at the man, but at her. Her eyes widened as she understood what was happening. 


 “Fascinating, isn’t it? How easy it is to sculpt a friend into an enemy and an enemy into a friend.” 


 “Ash…” She murmured, it was getting harder and harder to breathe. “Hang in there. I’ll get you out, I-” 


Chapter Thirteen