Anastasia King Books, L. L. C.

A Kingdom of Men is pushing the Elven clans of the Sunderlands over the brink of extinction. The mortal counterpart to the God of Death, Keres has the power to stem the tide of bloodshed. As brutal civil war threatens to tear her homeland asunder, she struggles to control her gift without succumbing to a curse of unslakable blood-lust. When her people are attacked, she can no longer hold back. The beast within awakens. Gods know there will be no redemption on the other side of her revenge. Wading deeper into the darkness plaguing her land, unraveling the secrets of her heritage, Keres faces a greater challenge: finding her place in this world or being broken by it. Many seek to tame her and use her as a divine weapon. Including a Knight desiring to claim her body and spirit. As the war between Man and Elf stains the Sunderlands with innocent blood, Keres must make a choice: save her people and damn her cursed soul, or forsake the Gods and her homeland to gain freedom.

Note: This story is not suitable for persons under the age of 18. Trigger warning in blog post.

Top 100 for Highest Rated Dark Fantasy Novels on Amazon. Revised edition is in print.

Servant to the God of Death, now a prisoner of war. Keres' chains are in the hands of her enemy and he’s bringing her to heel. As twists of fate entangle her, she must learn to play the strings or become the spell-bound puppet. The bargain for freedom, a bond forged in darkness. The deadly game between Gods and mortals has only just begun.

Scattered throughout the gold lands, Keres' allies must find their way in a world at war. A Daemon forged in fire. An Oracle who'd question the Gods. A knight scorned by his lady. The Seer who envisions their fates.

Note: This story is not suitable for persons under the age of 18. Trigger warnings in blog post.

Official Cover Art Coming 2022

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I was an in-demand artist who turned her body into a canvas. Put a price on my pleasure and performed.
I crossed the threshold between privacy and publicity; lifted myself onto the altar for examination.
Like a sacrificial lamb, I'll be bled for my choice.
Like Lucifer or Icarus, I'll be blamed for my downfall.
For wanting to see power in pleasure and pain.
Not the first angel to fall, not the last to be demonized.
But I'll be damned if I don't write my name over the devil's tongue and make him call me his.

New Adult Standalone

Note: this story is not suitable for persons under the age of 18. Trigger warnings in blog post

My author friend and talented artist, Zian Schafer created this beautiful comission of Keres. I'm incredibly thankful for the love and time she put into this piece and am excited to share it!

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The Coroner in Godling form, with her Wither Maidens. This artwork is coming soon to her etsy shop!