…I have resumed work on the 3rd book, which has no title beyond “book 3”. Creative, ain’t I? Not actually settled on the title for 2, either. The working title was “A Demon Falls”, or “Devil’s Fall”, but I’m iffy on those. Besides, “Devil’s Fall” could be paranormal or fantasy or it could be somethingContinue reading “Tonight….”
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Baal and Malefis
Sneak preview from the 3rd book.
Excerpt
With another whooping breath, Sun filled his air sacs completely. Frank squealed and buried his face in the soft fur. There was no room for a proper take-off. To compensate, the dragonlord reared up, nose pointed skyward, and backflipped off the trail and into space. Poor little human. He doesn’t realize that wings areContinue reading “Excerpt”
the-bookie.jpg
It’s pretty. Every coffee table needs one.
Azbaelus explains possession
It seems a common topic to inspire horror among humans. It is virtually unheard of among dwarves or goblins, and among all three races of elves it is known under a different name and has nothing to do with demons. In fact, for elves, it is often used as part of healing magic. ThisContinue reading “Azbaelus explains possession”
Another introspective moment: Azbaelus on Evil
“I do not consider myself Evil. I have my own set of values, and morals, and because they differ from yours, they are Evil. For example, I believe the weak should be culled, or serve the strong. Others feel everyone deserves the same chance, or should be boosted or helped along to keep up,Continue reading “Another introspective moment: Azbaelus on Evil”
Sun’s rage.
Illustration from Book 2, altho cropped down so nothing is really given away. /tease
Paunchy Frank
True heroes have a gut.
A Cake In The Balance
A memory I’ll cherish forever!
Mashup with reality?
Sometimes, my characters get into my head, and I get into their mode of thought. One of the things I always find amusing is to picture how Azzie, as a Prince of Hell, would react to the mortal viewpoint of certain legends. For example, one day my BFF Eileen and I were roaming Oakwood CemeteryContinue reading “Mashup with reality?”