The enigmatic Peacock King, ruler of half of the known world, seeks to possess the land itself by enslaving the spirits of the wild. Gerald, a newly initiated Poet whose magic is as real as he can write it, is also one of the Armed—enforcers of the Law who wield guns with souls. His mission: infiltrate the Peacock King’s Court . . .
The Philosopher in Arms is the massively-revised version of my two traditionally-published fantasy novels, Lion’s Heart and Lion’s Soul (Baen Books, 1991) set in the “Fifth Millennium” world collaboratively created with S.M. Stirling and Shirley Meier. Almost 3,000 years after a human-made cataclysm reduced both human population and technology back to primitive levels, civilization is rising again slowly. Here . . .
Damen is the true heir to the throne, but when his half brother seizes power, Damen is captured, stripped of his identity and sent to serve the prince of a rival nation as a pleasure slave. . . .
Regan St. James is just your typical eighteen-year-old vampire hunter. He enjoys sharp objects and random hook-ups. But one night, in a quiet little mountain college town, he meets a guy named Ira who just might change his life. If he can survive Ira’s relatives, of course. . . .
Hunters are sworn to hunt down and kill trouble-causing vampires. But, before they were vampires, they were human . . . Now some hunters are forced to hunt those who they once were close to. But not everything is as it seems. Between the hunters and vampires there are rivalries and betrayals that don’t go unnoticed. . . .
Dead Boyfriend is my guilty pleasure: an engaging narrator and fun sex scenes—what’s not to like. The whole vampire thing is trod rather lightly, and though the writing is a bit uneven, when it’s fun, it’s a lot of fun.
Regan St. James is a self-possesed, horny teenaged vampire hunter, in [more . . .]
It is surprising how quickly one can get hooked on this epic piece of literature. The writing is stylized and flowing, compelling and exciting. Unlike many web fictions, which are rushed choppy and confusing, The Peacock King Trilogy has the set, meandering pace of a leisurely walk in the park. The plot unfolds constantly, however with out for-shadowing later points, [more . . .]