Oobleck was silent even as emotions flurried off his body. He didn’t show any strange body language, his mouth wasn’t hanging open or anything comical. Instead he just sat there quietly as the sun continued to set and eventually the sky went from orange, to purple, to finally a deepContinue Reading

So! New art, I got this a few days ago, this is the official cover art for the other novel who’s manuscript I finished, Pyreflies. As you’ve seen from the sneak peak first chapter, this is a horror fantasy novel with the two main characters Keda, the young girl, andContinue Reading

Chapter 190 “So this is the contract we will be working off of?” Fushin sat with us in a tent as soon as he regained consciousness. They’d been keeping most of the now diminished group drugged and gagged. “It’s also proof of your involvement, and a way to ensure ifContinue Reading

Hey, I’ve been reaching out to writing blogs and submitting ARC copies to get reviews and in doing so also did some author interviews. The first one was posted today and is here. So pop on over to that blog to see my interview if you like. thanks for followingContinue Reading

When the strip mall security arrived most of the crowd had dispersed, though Izuku stayed glued to Koichi’s side asking questions, muttering to himself and, when he got his bag back, pulling out a notebook and scribbling down notes about his quirk. Honestly the kid could speak at quite aContinue Reading

Hello everyone this will be a general update on how things are happening post. So lets start with the first thing. MomoCon MomoCon happened this past weekend, and I have to say, it was quite insane. Not for my panel, that was actually quite low key, but the turnout overall.Continue Reading

Chapter 189 It didn’t take much convincing when Chino came to, mostly because she didn’t really have any other options. After a quick rundown of her abilities, Chino seemed to be a pretty good fighter, having apparently been trained in an arena similar to those kids the Yakuza were fighting,Continue Reading