An epic adult fantasy that combines the lyricism and wonder of A River Enchanted with the morally gray god mythology of Godkiller, and features an unforgettable, visceral magic system centered on an unlikely hero.
An enslaved mage whose tongue wields immense power, yet she’d rather stay silent. A mysterious prisoner whose enchanting words cannot be trusted. An impossible journey with monsters and mistrust at every turn. A race against time where failure means certain death.
And their real challenge hasn’t even begun.
Kidnapped as a child for her magical ability to speak any language and sold to a distant king, Shay Navarro thought she’d never find a way to buy her freedom and return home. Until she’s presented with a deadly task no others dared accept—escort a shackled prisoner and a hardened warrior across a harsh continent overrun by monsters and divided by distrust. But this means crossing a brutal desert ruled by Noktal, the legendary Nightbeast who’s terrorized Shay’s dreams since childhood, and whose divine destiny—she’ll discover—is dangerously bound to her own.
The prisoner, Dexx Rendhal, is an alluring deceiver being ruthlessly hunted across multiple lands for reasons unknown. His one chance for survival lies in a unique power that Shay secretly possesses. She was meant to be his unwitting tool, but the closer he gets, the more he risks his mission and his heart.
When Dexx and Shay’s warrior protector unexpectedly falls, Shay is forced to use the forbidden power she’d buried long ago—speaking the divine language of gods and beasts, if it doesn’t tear her mortal body apart first.
The Characters
Dexx Rendhal
Shay Navarro
Prisoner
Mage of Tongues / Translator
Dexx on page:
He thought it might even be worth confessing, if it allowed him a glimpse into whatever hidden life she lived behind that humble facade.
Because he knew that inside her, storms raged… and he’d always loved chasing storms.
Shay on page:
Though she knew she was safe, her eyes still darted on reflex, and her heart skittered whenever one of the guards moved even a hair.
This wouldn’t do, she told herself. What’s the use of leaving a cage just to carry the ghost of it in your heart the moment you left?
Vikarthe Belkkan
Vikarthe on page:
Vikarthe stalked closer and hardened his gaze.
“Do not be simple in your assessment, even if someone is simple in assessing you. Every people has warriors and cowards, healers and killers, loyal and disloyal. Judge the person alone.”
Ironsworn Warrior / Protector
Noktal
Kala Mendora
Riva Volkara
Original artwork by Maya Marin
Aesthetic