BOOK 2 OF BLOOD OF THE DURIT | NOW AVAILABLE FOR PRE-ORDER
This is not the darkness the gods promised.
As Ren awakens from poison's haze, she quickly realizes death would have been kinder.
Running through bustling cities and dangerous sands, burdened with an impossible task, and faced with temptations she knows better than to indulge, Ren will be tested at every turn.
The question is: what will she lose along the way?
“When he finally sees you for what you are—for what you’ve done—I want you to remember one thing…” He leans in close, and his breath whispers against my ear. “The gods don’t weave fates for the dead. Virtue doesn’t mean shit if you don’t survive.”
excerpt from Book 1 of Blood of the Durit—SIFTING SANDS
You deserve every minute of this trip,” he said, a flicker of satisfaction flashing in his eyes. He leaned into her and kissed the top of her head. “You’ll realize that soon enough.
excerpt from SLICE by Angie Caedis