I just wanted to say hello and thank you for reading this book! Or at least considering so.
I will be your author and host of the adventure, Rayven. What inspired this book? Well, let me tell ya!
I was in college in 2011 but life decided that it wasn't my path and threw my ass into motherhood instead. Left at a loss for what to do with my time, I decided to start this book series.
I knew what was in most fantasy books: fantastical creatures and places, protagonist wins via antagonist revealing plans in some way, damsel in distress, adventure, conclusion, blah boring blah.
"Where's mental illness?" "Where are parent MC's?" "Where's the government structure in fantasy books?" "Where's the tie in between worlds?" "Where's the villain who knows not to brag about their plan?"
These were things I asked.
So after years I created the universe, governments (loosely,) characters, plot and began.
I had 5 books completed after 7 years but decided to read through it all. I did not like what I read.
It took 2 years of constant reading, rereading, and of physical writing and typing, but I finally cleared the plot of unnecessary crap, took out HUGE amounts of filler dialogue, and diversified the realms (inhabitants, topography, government, culture, language, myth vs fact; all to be released in an accompanying "Guidebook.")
Then I reworked the characters. Their personalities went through huge transformations and quite a few were even removed entirely.
Something I noticed while doing the rewrites was the unnecessary amount of romance entanglement. I decided who would stay and who would go. Satisfied that romance was no longer forcing itself into the focus, I could work on the plot points of each book.
My MC is a smart ass mom (like me) with a mental illness (like me, specifically we both have a dissociative disorder,) and my villain is a smart ass femme fatale who knows how to get around her obstacles and NOT talk about her schemes. This book will hopefully represent mental illness in a way that those without can understand. We aren't dangerous or crazy, just mentally worn down past the point of being able to handle it much more.
Thanks for listening to my blabber, now, to the show!
(- - -) indicates a flashback~Nyxie~I wandered the castle of Hell, adjusting to my new life. Who would have imagined that a half angel would end up being Princess of Hell? It seemed as thou
(- - - ) indicates flashbackI was patrolling the recently made grassland in Hell, observing how well the plants had adapted. The jaded jasmine shrubs were thriving, the lily roses were in blossom and the grass was sprouting. So far the plants had adapted well. From what I had seen, the new animals had thrived as well. I was pleased with how well things had turned out. Satisfied, I headed to the castle.
Our love making had been very passionate, even more so now that we had rediscovered a deeper connection to each other. I rolled over, seeing Erys sleeping. It was rare that I saw him sleep. He looked so peaceful. I rubbed my eyes and stretched, yawning. What time was it? I glanced out his window, seeing a mid morning sun. So maybe about 9 or 10? Getting out of bed, I managed to find my clothes under his bed. Quietly dressing, I left the room. The castle was eerily quiet. I reflected on my dreams, which I had assumed were more memories of my childhood. I had seen Erys and I playing together as kids, he called me featherfluff and I called him mirror hair. The nicknames we had... We had argued over hair brushing, his hair to be exact.
Over the next two weeks, Zuko helped me as more memories surfaced. Though one memory was especially hard to cope with. When I had been mated to Daniel, we had adopted an orphaned tiger cub named Alexisia Esmerelda Myrai. When Daniel and I had split, he had kidnapped her and kept her in Heaven. I hadn't seen her in 17 years. Did she even remember me? Did she know I was her mom? What was Daniel doing to her? All these questions buzzed around in my head. And I couldn't shake the feeling that something had gone terribly wrong. What was bothering me so much? The feeling kept growing and growing. I only paced as my intuition nagged away at my sanity.
TW: kidnapping, tortureAll Latin will be translated at the bottom of the chapter
I opened my eyes to see Ally staring at me. "Shit fuck, monkey balls, Ally!" I must have molted a pillow. "Don't do that!" I let out a huge breath.Ally waved feathers from her face. "Sorry, Mom but I was just so excited and couldn't wait!""Couldn't wait for what? It honestly couldn't have wait
~Ally~Rune was waving her pet rooster at everyone, demanding they look at her cock. The word play was cute but slightly out of taste. She was so glad to have escaped from Daniel. He was controlling, paranoid and just plain obnoxious. He always blamed Nyxie for everything that had gone wrong. For as long as she remembered, he would blame her for everything. Not enough work to provide for them? Nyxie's fault. He was late getting home? Her fault. It was raining? Her fault. It was just plain ridicu
~Nyxie~I had gone to my room to work on some clothes. But I just couldn't shake the feeling of restlessness that overcame me. I left my room and started pacing down the hall and to the throne room. Ally must have gone somewhere after I had gone in my room, the others as well. Only Salax was in the throne room. I sat in a chair and bit my finger. What was my intuition trying to tell me?