Betrayal stings...

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Martha Sweeney

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The Kingdom of Shadows and Wolves

Science Fiction & Fantasy

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Being raised by the viper who slaughtered my family, along with being beaten and berated by him for merely existing, takes a toll on my heart and soul. Uncle bears the crown, has changed the name of our kingdom Soare to Krigare, and desires more destruction throughout the Fae lands. While plotting his quest to rule all, I’m bartered to forge a union with Cysgod, a formidable ally and one who could ensure Uncle’s victory. King Caelum of Cysgod has a reputation that precedes him, defining him as a tyrant as well. He killed his father for the crown and is known to be just a ruthless and bloodthirsty as Uncle.

Just when I thought the Gods had forsaken me, as they did the Enkeli and Conroicht, my life turns upside down. While I fear my new king, he and his people see me as their queen. Though he does not punish me, I expect it nonetheless and flinch at his touch.

I may be rid of Uncle, but I doubt his hold on me is truly released. Does he plan to capture Cysgod from the inside, using me as his weapon, giving him the army he needs to take and conquer any kingdom? Is there a way to stop Uncle and seek revenge for the death of my kin?

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Author Biography

After the age of thirty, Martha realized that her life as a terran was not what it was cracked up to be. Knowing that there was more to life, she embarked on a journey that has tested her resolve, heart, and soul many times over. It continues to do so at this very moment.

She’s astounded that anyone takes any author bio seriously. Why would anything that’s written here be believed when authors are known to invent stuff out of thin air? Martha likes to thank the ether and her higher-self for the enlightenment and odd sense of wonderment about life, the universe, and what exactly she was thinking when she wrote that one obscure story that no one has yet to read, but her husband has heard about.

The oddity of society, particularly the book community has flabbergasted her, making her curious about how a em-dash or ellipses can make people think that AI had any hand in aiding an author to write. She could be sharing complete truths, complete lies, or a mixture in this very bio as you continue to read this. Why are you still reading this, she asks in your ear as if she’s sitting right next to you, right now? Does anyone really care if she’s telling the truth, I mean, come on, she’s an author for God sake? Books are written to pull you from reality with fantasy, though there is much of reality in books to some extent. Where was she going with this thought? I don’t know, don’t remember, so let us continue. What were we discussing? Oh, right, Martha Sweeney’s author bio.

She would like to sum up with this single thought: believe what you want about anything, even her. Beliefs are just thoughts you keep thinking. Whether you think you’re wrong or right, you’re right either way, so why should she care what’s written in her bio because we both know you just want a story that makes you feel. That’s the purpose of books or any form of entertainment. It’s to feel something. She hopes your emotions are kicked in the ass one way or another. If you like a character, she’s content. If you hate a character, she’s content. All in all, she made you feel.

If you’re still reading this, Martha is quite impressed and is giving you an astral projected hug and hopes to meet you in person one day, or not. According to Martha, we’ve already meet if you understand entanglement.

If you are literally thinking, or saying out loud WTF?, Martha wants you to know that very same thought has entered her mind at least twenty times while dictating to me what to write. Whom am I, you ask, that’s not important. My roll is simply to write Martha’s author bio and let you know that she’s a multi-genre author, so there’s a chance you might be interested and like at least one of her currently published books. Enjoy, or not, that’s up to you.

B&N Bestseller: Snowed In With Him
Amazon & Apple Bestseller: Breathe In (Just Breathe #1)
Amazon Bestseller: Knight Takes Pawn (Red Knight #1)

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Betrayal stings...

Thrust into a forced union the new Queen of Cysgod, faces betrayal tenfold. She fears the rumors about her new king, certain he's just as ruthless and heartless like her uncle. It's the night of their union and...

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The Kingdom of Shadows and Wolves

My head is pounding when something pushes my body along a smooth surface. Someone cradles me like a child, carrying me into the greeting room. As I blink several times to clear my vision, the memories come crashing back, burning my chest. Two guards remain inside the room, not saying a word. Kion insists on treating my face, but I refuse. It is the least of my concerns and nothing compared to the fate given to Cornelia. It takes coaxing, but eventually, I allow one of the laundry maids to be let in.

“Name’s Gertrude, my Queen,” she says, lowering a tray with a mug and small jars on it. “You can call me Gertie if you’d like. Most do in the kitchen and laundry rooms.”

“Thank you, Gertie,” I eke feebly.

She slides a footstool closer and inspects my face. “A nasty gash but it’ll heal quickly with the herbs. Much of the swelling will be down by sunup.”

“What of Cornelia, Kion?” My gaze bores into him.

Gertie’s hand pauses just before my cheek.

There’s a long uneasy silence in the room.

“We’ll discuss it in the morrow,” he claims.

“Just a warm compress to clear the dried blood,” Gertie states, proceeding to dab my cheek.

“There is nothing to discuss, Kion. Tell me what you did with her body?”

“Not of your concern,” Kion barks.

Gertie fumbles with the cloth, almost knocking a few of the ceramic jars on the tray.

“It is my concern,” I snap. “She was the only semblance of a family I had. The least you can afford me is an answer. That is the only thing I will ever demand from you as your Queen.”

Kion shifts in his seat. “She was poisoned. Someone had to have gotten to her when she was outside this room.” He picks up the mug and hands it to me. “Drink. It’ll calm you.”

“My Gods,” Gertie whispers to herself. “May you find peace in the afterlife, Cornelia.”

After a sip of my drink, I say, “And of the disposal?”

“It’s already outside of the kingdom’s borders,” he informs. “No need for your uncle to pin this on you or King Caelum and keep us here indefinitely.”

“How do I know your King didn’t have a hand in it?”

“You would think—” His voice cuts when I point to my face.

“I know a beast upon the first strike,” I declare, venom in my tone. “I know one well before it comes within reach.”
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