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Greenmagic

Greenmagic

Greenmagic: Book 1

Crawford Kilian

HIS FATHER WAS THE KING. HIS MOTHER WAS A SLAVE.

Dheribi thought of himself as an outsider--more than a servant, less than a prince--until the night he fought to protect a slave girl from a drunken guardsman. Then he learned what it was to be truly an outcast.

He won the fight--but he had killed a noble, and the penalty was slavery. Before the king passed sentence, he made a promise: If Dheribi helped overthrow the rival city where he would be sold, the king would pardon him and bring him home.

Dheribi's mother made a different promise. The magic of her mountain people was Dheribi's birthright. She swore that if he learned to harness the power within him, he could free all their people--and the land itself!

So the slave-prince began the perilous quest to cast down his father's enemies and learn the ways of wizards...

Redmagic

Redmagic

Greenmagic: Book 2

Crawford Kilian

BLOODMAGIC

The wizard Calindor and his bride had journeyed far from home, studying dragons, magic, and various subjects appropriate to those newly wed. But their voyage of discovery ended abruptly when a sea monster rose up out of the salty deep and dropped a strange, red-haired girl onto the deck of their boat.

The girl was a refugee, fleeing conquering armies from the desert southland. Thus did Calindor's people first learn of the Exteca invaders, a force that was proving unstoppable. Their soldiers were efficient and totally dedicated. Mammoth, tusked beasts bore them into battle. And their magicians wielded a daunting magic, one that drew directly on the scalding power of living blood.

The Exteca coveted the cool and fertile northern lands, and their Gods thirsted for the taste of foreign souls. Calindor's greenmagic could not turn back the tide. And the enemy empire would stop at nothing--to seize his powers for their own!