Just updated! Well, I am constantly updating, so that's not a big surprise. I've got 250,000 words of this bad boy written, and they've all gotta get posted eventually.
Iyu Aksanevich is a bastard—literally, and, some would say, figuratively—but his father’s royal blood means he can use magic, which no commoner can. At least, that’s what he believes until he’s kidnapped during a peasant rebellion. His captors force him to confront some difficult questions: is magic really tied to bloodlines, or is there a different, more sinister reason that some people in this world are magic and others aren’t?
Check it out if you like fantasy, action, romance, queer anti-heroes, fomenting rebellion, and a pervasive vein of inappropriate humor.
