Dimensions. Parallel to our world run a thousand other dimensions. And in those reside demons. They can be called by many names - monsters, spirits, creatures - but the fact remains they are not human. When five scientists discovered their existence for the first time it started a dangerous research into studying them, capturing them and finally experimenting on them. But it did not end there. The demons had extraordinary abilities. Not just what appeared to be magic but also increased strength, stamina and sensory abilities.

Imagine if humans could have the same…

So it began. The long series of human experiments - injecting demon blood into people as a form of enhancement; but the demon DNA in humans did not just boost their strength, it changed them. It seemed the demons resided inside the host now and weaker people were quickly consumed and taken over, turning into crude beasts. Many simply lost their mind and died. But some people were strong and fought back. They learnt to control the demons and they were trained by the scientists to cover the organization’s crimes. Their extraordinary skills made them ideal soldiers to not just carry out their plans of acquiring more people but they were also used by many other people in the shadows who were sponsors to the organization.

As they continued the experiments, the organisation grew in power and it created a large number of facilities to hide their “operatives” and train them. To society these people were dead and nobody knew what tortures they underwent in these isolated facilities. After many years of suffering under the organization, a few of them fought back. Most rebellions were crushed but something changed this time.

Led by a group of courageous heroes who grew to control their demons and work with them - the operatives began their war to overthrow the organisation. It took years of hard work - fighting against the organization, other operatives, their inner demons, a society they could no longer fit into and even the real demons of the other world. There were many losses and betrayals along the way but strong alliances were formed too and in the end they succeeded in destroying everything, including the scientists who had started this all.

All the escaped operatives blended back into society. The exact details of what unfolded in the end was only known to the few core heroes who witnessed the demise of the scientists. A generation down, the demonic powers were inherited by their children and minior incidents resurfaced. But they were quickly stopped this time and as years passed, the stories and the demonic DNA influence began to fade.

A 100 years had passed since then and it was enough time for everything to be buried and the world was finally at peace again.

Until now.

“ Yes!” The bespectacled man flashed the light into the dark corner.

Buried under the rubble was a pitch black mass. On closer inspection it was clear that it had a humanoid form.

“I knew they were real!” cried out the man as he looked back and asked his men to shift the rubble away “Once I get this to the lab, I can finally have the proof they so wanted to fund my research!”

He knew this was only the beginning. Once they believed him, he would have everything he needed to keep searching.

“It must be real then….” he muttered in an almost feverish manner “Immortality….. I will find the one that can create life itself…”

A few years later people started disappearing again. Mostly those who would not be missed. Then came a slew of terrorist-like attacks in public places. A few ended up dead in each case but some eyewitnesses claimed they saw these “dead” people being dragged away in the confusion. This amounted to nothing of course, because when everything cleared and the police arrived there always was a body.

It had been so long that people had forgotten that the exact same events had happened a century ago. Unfortunately, as the world and its technology had grown so had its apathy. Nobody cared anymore.

You wouldn’t have cared either. Until you were caught in it. The last thing you remember is your eyes getting blurried by the smoke and collapsing to the ground. Your entire body is strangely numb with pain and as you blackout you feel the sharp tip of a needle in your chest.

It’s now your turn

It’s been a week since half of the continent disappeared off of the communications network.

A geomagnetic has storm battered the southernmost edge of Albatross, the continent which you reside on. It looked as if fire was dancing across the sky, shortly followed by the crack of lightning and the screech of frightened animals. Even if it didn’t hit the capital - Halcyon, the place you currently reside - the reverberation was felt across the world.

There are whispers of fear, now. Rumors of many dead are plaguing the capital, and the fact that no one has been allowed in or out of the city hasn’t helped the situation at all.

At least, until now.

At the behest of the Albatrossian government, you have been summoned. The goal is simple - to travel southbound from the capital, make contact with the city of Talmoore, and report the situation back to Halcyon’s leader, Anders von Noske.

Should be easy enough.

A thousand years ago, there was magic and technology beyond anything in the world today. People lived in great cities, worshipped strange gods, and performed miracles as easily as breathing. Most wondrous of all was Val’Raz, the Floating City, held aloft by spells now lost to time—until disaster or affronted gods cast it down to earth.

Or so the tales claim. Most serious scholars doubt that Val’Raz ever existed, though it is true that the ancients possessed magic unknown to any still living.

Then, an expedition sent by the renowned University of Shalben into the jungles of Tahella found a ruined city scattered across the landscape. Rumour claimed it was the great Val’Raz, and though learned minds doubted, many still wanted to see.

As the excavation of the ruins progressed, guards and scholars began to go missing. No one knew what to make of it, not until a survivor limped back to camp.

He spoke one word and then collapsed. “Demons!”

A superhero saga!
Book two!
Link to book one

A thousand years ago, science find out that we are not alone in the universe. In fact there are two separate realms that are just beyond our reach. After quite a few experimental attempts to get there, an accident occurred and not only did the realms open they exploded sending massive amounts of energy into our world. People all around the world started to develop abilities.

Years passed and these people became the best of the best. The world has slowed to a reasonable pace. However every once in a while dark creatures rear their ugly heads.

Spira and Will were able to defeat the Hive Mind master, but the Dark Realm isn’t going to give up that easily.

Will the pair be able to stop Apocalypse from waking? Or will the beast be one step closer to rearing his ugly head.

Join us, and find out in The Realm Wars: Contagion!

Want a summary of book one? Look HERE

Malasia Sommers was a normal girl with a normal life. Promised to the Damian Richards, Malasia has her whole future ahead of her.

Prince Jacob has the perfect life but he isn’t happy. Sworn to the princess of a neighboring kingdom, Prince Jacob wants nothing to do with the girl.

Their lives couldn’t be more different, but fate has a different plan.

Will these two lives become intertwined?

Find out in Love Unconditional!!!!

Jökull is a very prosperous country. Its main success is due to Stúlka Akiri Snjór, or your grandmother. She passed on before you were born, but left a very important legacy. She lead Jökull to its riches when she struck gold in the mountains by its border.
Your mother (Her daughter) carried on Jökull for many years in the trading industry, but now she has decided to pick an heir for the throne and retire.

You and your siblings are all unique, clever, and educated individuals, but not all of you are fit for the throne. As per tradition, you will face a set number of challenges. They all require different skills and strengths. But beware; Not everything is as it seems. Mystery is lurking in the shadows. Adventures and betrayals await.

So are you fit for the throne?

Our story unfolds at Hulbren High School, where you are studying. It’s not the best, but hey, you’re surviving. Then one day your usually laid back school turns into some kind of prison. Students are being pushed to their limits. Teachers have started giving 5 assignments per day and breaks are barely 10 minutes long. A friend reveals that an ‘organization’ has taken control of the school and is here for the money. Further information reveals that the organization wishes to ‘fix and shape’ the low-achievers minds to make them better students. Three children suspect this is a trap, and decide they have to stop it, but how?

Every day students change, and not for the better. But what’s the worst that can happen, right?

An epic tale of heroes and villains!

A murderous plot of the Federation of Planet leaders leaves the President of Mars lone to defend his people, the citizens living among the red planet’s bubble societies.

Sensing the presence of King Cosmos, the evil wizardly warlord, President Nixon sends his elite super soldiers to Mars on his personal ship, hoping they’ll be able to save the planet in time.

The nation of Danthes is considered to be the holiest of lands. It is where the God Otarion sends his children, delivering unto his mortal flock the Empyrean rulers. For seven centuries the Empyrean have ruled Danthes. They are men and women born not of this world, but of another realm entirely where the Gods exist.

The Empyrean are only gifted to the world for a short time. After 40 years of rule, they must forsake their mortal forms and return to the realm of their origin. It is a ritual suicide. This event is known as the Ascendance. After one Empyrean has Ascended, another will appear after eleven days to continue providing Danthes with holy guidance. And so it has happened for several centuries, exactly as it is written in the Vellums of the first Empyrean, Malquin.

The current ruler of Danthes is the Empyrean Daughter Jaharet. Her rule has been especially blessed; Danthes is thriving. There have been no skirmishes with surrounding nations during her reign. Trade has flourished. The farmlands are bountiful. Such is the serenity and prosperity of Danthes that many imagine Jaharet to be the most favored of all the Empyrean Children.

On the eve of the fortieth year of her reign, however, the Empyrean Daughter does something unprecedented. She makes a proclamation that stuns the people of Danthes. She will not Ascend. She will remain in mortal form to guide Danthes to a glorious age such as it has never known. Such is the will of her father, she claims, he who is the God Otarion.

The kingdom is effectively sundered with this announcement. Many support Jaharet’s continued rule, as she is wise, benevolent, and farseeing. There are those that believe she is not as she seems, however, and believe that she invites catastrophe. Foremost among those is the religious order known as Pantheon’s Call.

A war erupts within the capital city of Yistria. Pantheon’s Call marshals its holy forces in an attempt to capture Jaharet and force her to Ascend. Jaharet’s supporters are many, however; she and those loyal to her are able to sequester themselves within a fortified sanctum in the center of the city. Among Jaharet’s followers are several of the city’s most powerful priests and mages, and working in tandem they are able to create a magical ward that the opposing force cannot breach. Such is the nature of the ward that any person marked as a member of the religious order cannot pass.

Pantheon’s Call is extremely powerful. It has vast resources to draw from. Its members are among the most renowned and powerful within Danthes. And so, with the use of mages within its ranks, the order begins to scry for individuals that could, with their strengths combined, breach the wards and mount a final assault on Jaharet and her followers.

This is no simple task. Because of Jaharet’s popularity, a large part of Danthes’ population wishes for her to remain as ruler. Anyone attempting to destroy her will be ostracized, reviled, and perhaps even killed. This does not matter to the members of Pantheon’s Call. In order to ascertain that those they choose adhere to the mission, they coerce them into agreeing through threats that could lead to ruin, violence, death … or worse.

Those people they recruit to breach the ward and assassinate Jaharet are from all walks of life. They are warriors. They are merchants. They are scholars and priests and riders.

They are you.

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Portals - if they exist outside of scientific theory - follow the laws of Schrödinger’s entropy - if only Schrödinger’s theories had just taken a slightly different turn.

That description might be intriguing if you are writing a physics thesis. It is less enlightening if one suddenly opens up whilst you are minding your own business.

So let me put it in laymans terms.

The Universe normally gradually shares energy more evenly. So a block of ice on a hot car bonnet will melt as the car cools down.

And sometimes particles in one part of the Universe know what particles in another region are doing.

And nature abhors a vacuum.

Sometimes, it is theorised, the abhorrence of vacuum co-incides with an awareness of excessive entropy.

Not helping?

Okay, it’s all theory anyway. But imagine an arid desert. And a freezing lake. All that water, all that dryness. All that heat, all that cold. Now imagine a dimensional vacuum. If just one sub-particle could make it from that cold, wet place into that vacuum and hit a sub-particle in that vacuum from that dry, hot place, entropy energy would open up a short-cut between the two locations, to allow for the faster transferring of heat and water.

The transfer would not be fast. If it was, the universe would quickly implode on itself, in a mad rush to eliminate all entropy (chaotic hoarding of energy in one place at the expense of another). Thermodynamic stabilisers would never allow that. But, if harnessed, this could provide rapid transport between places.

Could it happen? Probably not. But if it did, once it started, there would be no stopping. All that sub-particle information whizzing around in the expanses of dimensional vacuum… in layman’s terms, you could not put the genie back in the bottle. Portals would be showing up everywhere. Between heat and cold. Natural and synthetic. Loud and silent. Peace and war.

No one knows the limits of the secret sub-atomic coding within the observable world. And those moving between portals would have to adapt very, very quickly.

Your character has a reason to run.

Perhaps they are in a war, or wanted by the secret service.

Whatever the reason, finding a Portal seems like a way out of their situation.

That it is.