I have spent many years writing. It started when I was nine years old with a diary. From there I found that if I expressed my own personal struggles through a fictional character, I could find a way to solve the problem I was struggling with at the time. My stories aren\'t just stories. Some of them have real life experiences in them that I have been through, struggled with and overcome. Some are dreams that I have had and needed to put down on paper and from there taken on a life of it\'s own.
I have written so many stories. Created so many characters and even made up worlds that I get lost in.
Yet no one has ever read a single thing I have written.
Only a handle of people really know that I have all these stories stored on USB sticks and on my laptop. So I thought I\'d take a leap of Faith and put them out there.
I have no idea if anyone will read them. Or even like them but deep down inside I have always wondered how they would be received by someone else. So if you are taking the time to read one of my stories thank you.
Thank you very much.
My Life was simply.
I lived on a farm with my Black Smith Father. Who was very protective and wanted me ready for anything. My mother, the beautiful woman who taught Local children to read and write. Then my brother.
All was simply.
I loved a boy from afar. That Boy became a man and died.
Then as a twist of fate, I find out that I'm to be married to that man's sick abusive father.
Not allowing me to be condemned to such a life. My father wakes me at the dead of night. With papers, money and dresses me as a boy. Stick me on a fishing boat and tells me to never come home.
I can never go home.
Never see my family again.
Never use my name again.
I have no choice. I have to leave.
Completely alone in the world for the first time in all my life, in the capital of the world. I have to find a way to survive.
How do I do that?
I became a man.
One that is feared.
One that is hated.
I push myself to breaking point in hopes that one day I can rise through the ranks and make myself so feared and respected that I can save my family who were left behind to face the repercussion of me running away.
But everything has a strange way of fucking up. He fucked up my plan by crashing into my life.
Now I'm being forced down a path of a new discover.
Will I live through it?
Or be torn apart by the world that was built for men.
When you live in a world that's hidden behind old Laws and secrets. How can you fully understand anything?
I was born into the world of Power and Magic.
Where every day life was about using that Power to protect and serve. In the Name of Mageia.
Though what happens when you find out that nothing is as it seems. That you've been lied to and repressed to live half a life, out of fear of the Consequences. Could you still get up every morning, pull your uniform on and force a blank expression on your face? Do your Job. Protect the Powered and the Collective.
When things turn to shit, that's when generally people start to revaluate their life. Not me. Nope. I'm use to the Shit that comes with the life I was born into. I won't back down. I will stand up and defend my home and the people in it. For I am the Son of Conan RavenWolf. First Son of Rowan, The Betrayer. I won't let anything fuck up the World I swore to protect. I have to much to lose and so much to gain.
Most of all her .........
Phoenix Juniper.
The red headed beauty. Who's nothing but Human...
Or is she?
Is she more?
Was she created to save everything I love? Or born to destroy it?
She's an enigma.
There's nothing like her.
Therefore everyone is hunting her.
I have to save her. or die trying.....