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Hero Lost, Sean McLachlan, Yvonne Ventresca, Elizabeth Seckman, Ellen Jacobson, Erika Beebe, Jen Chandler, L. Nahay, Olga Godim, Renee Cheung, Roland Yeomans, Sarah Foster, Tyrean Martinson
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Can a lost hero find redemption?

What if Death himself wanted to die? Can deliverance be found on a bloody battlefield? Could the gift of silvering become a prison for those who possessed it? Will an ancient warrior be forever the caretaker of a house of mystery?

Delving into the depths of the tortured hero, twelve authors explore the realms of fantasy in this enthralling and thought-provoking collection. Featuring the talents of Jen Chandler, L. Nahay, Renee Cheung, Roland Yeomans, Elizabeth Seckman, Olga Godim, Yvonne Ventresca, Ellen Jacobson, Sean McLachlan, Erika Beebe, Tyrean Martinson, and Sarah Foster.

Hand-picked by a panel of agents and authors, these twelve tales will take you into the heart of heroes who have fallen from grace. Join the journey and discover a hero’s redemption!

“In this marvelous collection of speculative fiction, we journey through twelve wonderfully written tales to find out if the tortured hero can be redeemed.” — Christine Rains, author

“The authors have done us a favour by all being darned good at their craft. Recommended for fantasy fans.” — Gordon Long, author
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2017
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2017
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  • Ирина Осипенкоje citiralaprije 5 godina
    I looked about me. How to describe the great parlor of the House? Swim down the deep, black well of your imagination, and still you would not conjure the sights I now saw. The lush black curtains were warm-breath linen, fluttering from the breezes cast by long dead despairs. The cloths draped over tables shaped as forgotten sins were spider-silk, begging to be stroked. If you were foolish enough to do so, the cloths would be fed.
  • Ирина Осипенкоje citiralaprije 5 godina
    “You are so brave,” sighed the voice of spider-webs.

    I shrugged. “What is brave? You need me. I come.”
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