Epic fantasy from an exciting new talent
A gripping tale of heroism and the darkness within
On the fringes of the Verian Empire, two small boys stumble upon a strange altar, buried in the heart of a mountain. There they awaken a horror unseen for generations, that will descend upon the realm of men while it is at its weakest. For Veria is a nation at war with itself, only recently recovered from a bloody rebellion, and the time of heroes has passed. The empire is in a state of chaos, and while its ruler, the Empron Illis, rids the land of his remaining enemies, unseen forces are gathering at the borders. However all eyes are turned inwards. The Empron is not a well man, and there are whispers among the common folk that his advisors are spies; demons that only wear the flesh of men.
Yet there is hope…
In the distant mountains, a forester who has buried his past learns that he has not been forgotten, and that his crimes have sought him out at last. But he is no simple woodsman. He is Beccorban the Helhammer, Scourge, Burner and the Death of Nations, and his fury is a terrible thing.
For when all the heroes are gone, Veria will turn to those it has forgotten, before all is lost.
I am from the wild lands of Essex, and have been all my life.
I’ve always been a student of history. My first history teacher at secondary school taught me that there are only five letters in the word history that matter: ‘story.’ Ever since then I’ve been hooked.
I’m somebody who loves to read. I love Bernard Cornwell’s earlier works like the first Sharpe novels and the Warlord Chronicles. I’ve experienced the can’t-put-down quality of Wilbur Smith’s Courtney novels. I’m a big Conn Iggulden fan (Emperor and Conqueror series) and love A Song of Ice and Fire – who doesn’t?
Arguably my favourite author is the late David Gemmell. His simple historical fantasies really struck a chord with me when I was younger, and encouraged me to write my own stories.
I like stories about heroes, or things that make you scared to turn the page, stories that leave you feeling empty or that you’ve left friends behind in the epilogue. A writer is someone who can reach out from a page of prose and grab your attention and not let go until your heart is beating faster or aching with loss.
If my own stories can make even one person feel something like that then I will consider myself a success. If they don’t, I’m going to keep writing them anyway, so you might as well read one of them!