The Eight Lands of Pharr are in trouble, and the only ones who can help are a young princess and the sister she believes lost. They hold two of the four Magical Stones, created long ago by an Ancient Mystic to channel the magic of his bloodline. But when an evil witch named Patadora Coggs seeks to control the Stones, the two girls must join forces to save their unsuspecting world. With them is a motley crew gathered as they travel to retrieve the remaining two Stones. Airk Ranon, cynical Weapons Master. The Baret Wray and First Commander Dungan Weir, who command King Randel's army. Elke, a centurion who has never been away from home. Skotak, an Emini Plainsman who provides steeds for the travelers. Dreux, a young prince seeking adventure, and his lover, Estelle. And Kitt, a young orphan held enslaved by pirates. Chased by Patadora's Maelnords and her own shapeshifting daughter, and by the infamous Weapons Master's outlaw reputation, the young friends travel land and sea in their quest to find the last two Stones. Once they have the Magical Stones of Pharr in their possession, they must travel to the witch's lair and end her evil reign of terror.

The Magical Stones of Pharr

She met his steady gaze and paled at the rage she saw boiling in him. Through clenched teeth, he growled, “Don’t everlie to me again. Understand?”


His face was inches from hers, as though he’d bite off her nose, then sever her head out of spite. She nodded, barely, and gulped in air when he finally relaxed his strangling grip. The rope was in his other hand, and he tied it around her wrists. Captive, again.


“Get your stuff and come on,” he said, tugging the rope to make sure it was secure. Shaela’s wrists ached. “We need to find somewhere else to eat. This clearing is too…messy.”


His voice held a sharp edge that hadn’t been there before. Shaela felt hot tears sting her eyes and she blinked to clear them. She wouldn’t cry before this man. She wouldn’t,  couldn’t,give him the satisfaction.


Chapter 12