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’ arm felt like it had been removed from its socket. The late rays of sun gleamed over the newly painted hull giving the pristine white liquid a golden glow. 


 Slygrin on the opposite side of the swing was whistling a familiar tune as he slathered the paint on the wood. Even after hours of working on this platform, her heart still clenched every time Slygrin moved and the swing swayed lightly. She was still clutching the barrier for dear life with one hand and vigorously swiping her brush on the hull as fast as she could with the other. She couldn’t wait until she was on the slightly more stable deck. 


Chapter Seventeen