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

By the time Amaris made it to the deck, her head was spinning, her feet were barely stable, and she was certain she bruised a rib in that last fall. But her mind was reeling, calculating the possibility of this working. Of them surviving. 


 "What? No!" She heard Slygrin before she saw him. He was facing Wind Tuner standing on feet much steadier than hers with a huge wooden crate in his arms and a stubborn pinch between his eyebrows. 


 "Sly, did you get the sails?" Amaris interrupted. 


 Slygrin's glare vanished as he turned to her. "Yes, I-" 


 "Amaris, good. You're here." She looked at Wind Tuner, confused. "I need to take you and Sly out of here." 


 "What? No!" She echoed Slygrin's earlier protests. She also found herself in a similar stance to his as she said, "I'm not going anywhere." 


 "Look, Wind, we're out of time and I need your help. Maybe we can survive this." 


Chapter Twenty