Language: English
Coming of Age Fantasy Metaphysical & Visionary Mystery; Thriller & Suspense Paranormal & Urban Science Fiction & Fantasy Supernatural Sword & Sorcery Thrillers & Suspense Werewolves & Shifters Witches & Wizards
Publisher: ASH Publishing
Published: Jul 30, 2015
Description:
My name is Oliver Morris and I’m a painter. I can use color and shapes and patterns and infuse them with power. In that, I’m more like a wizard than anything, except I don’t have any spells or incantations. Sometimes I wished I did; it might be easier than working the magic I command.
Shifted Agony
After my father's disappearance - not dead, though I'm the only one to believe he's not - I was exiled from Arcanus, the only place to learn painter magic and discover what happened to him. Or so I thought.
For the last ten years, I was forced to learn the dangerous arcane patterns, patterns forbidden in Arcanus. And now I've finally returned home, determined to find out what happened to my father.
Only, it turns out my father was hiding more secrets than I realized. When another painter from Arcanus shows up, she unleashes a deadly threat that our world hasn't seen in centuries.
Somehow, I'm the only one able to stop it.
Arcane Mark
I nearly sacrificed myself to the hunters, nightmare hell creatures that feed on magical ability, to save my best friend Devan. But to truly keep her safe, I have to convince Taylor to return to Arcanus before she releases anything else on the city.
Then Devan is abducted by a dangerous painter from the other side of the Threshold, one who might be deadlier than anyone I’ve ever faced, and demands that I find a mysterious and powerfully magical item of my father’s. The only problem is I have no idea what he wants.
To save her, I have to master magic beyond my ability, but even that might not be enough. And if I fail, Devan will be forced back across the Threshold where a fate worse than death awaits.
Painter For Hire
My name is Oliver Morris, and I’m a painter. I can use color and shapes and patterns and infuse them with power. And somehow, the Trelking claims I’m destined to kill the Druist Mage.
Only, there’s not enough time for me to learn what I’ll need to know to face a being that powerful.
When a dead painter is discovered near the local diner, a place that should be protected by patterns placed by my father before his disappearance, I know I have even less time to prepare than I thought.
Then an old friend appears with power he should not possess, putting everyone in the city in even more danger and forcing me to make a choice to protect the city or risk losing Devan, something I can't allow happen again.
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