Menacing flying black ships are attacking the kingdom of Báthan! Ruferto and Bert are caught up in another adventure that flings them across the globe. Dark elves are just one of the many foes that would love to see them dead. Once again, Ruferto and Bert prove that the advanced elder races are NOT just stories designed to scare children. They also scare adults. Ancient races walk among mankind; a few for nefarious reasons, and one, because he has some good human friends, and for the food. Travel often comes with trouble. With Bert and Ruferto, that usually ends up with things blowing up spectacularly, followed by more treats. This IS that kind of story.

Dissent : Marisol and her brother are on the run. With nowhere to turn, they take their chances in the Dark Forest. Captured by the dark denizens they'd been warned about, they are taken into the darkness by these beautifully cruel elves and used for selfish, sexual pleasure. No human can withstand the full force of raedjour sexual pleasures for long. Jarak and his men are dispatched to rescue Marisol and her brother, but they come too late. They save them from death, but now what are they to do with the traumatized humans? Life among the raedjour is in upheaval andtraditions of the last four thousand cycles of seasons may not apply. And Jarak's and Marisol's attraction only complicates matter.

Between 3010 and 3020, the dimensions collided, forming portals through which both mortals and magical folk could traverse. Time is of no consequence here and one might travel from the kingdom of Brunuhville and end up in Victorian London; or perhaps London or 3019. Yet throughout time and even across dimensions, magic is not always looked upon with a kindly eye.Alexa is the most powerful witch of her time; searching desperately to unravel the truth about her family and childhood friend, she finds herself blocked at every turn by her brother who had long since fallen to the grip of darkness.In a journey fraught with danger, Alexa and family friend Leonard meet many other magical folk - some they can trust, and others they cannot.Amidst a tale of love, magic and dragons, will Alexa find the answers she has been searching for, or is it already too late? Can she only pass her lifelong quest to her sons and in turn tie them to the same fate?

This is the story of Sebastion. The most mysterious and popular character from Trials of the Bloodstone is back in an epic tale about his very own past and how he became involved with clan Raven and Rose. From his birth all the way up to Sebastion joining the clan, this deep and moving story about a conflicted young Sebastion will shed light as to how he came to be one of the most influential and important individuals within the world of Arator. Sebastion must come to terms with his birthright, and as he struggles with his own inner demons he must also attempt to prevent a mad plot that would cause the most powerful God of Death from gaining a strangle hold on the continent of Anastone. It is Sebastion against the most ultimate evil that the world of Arator knows...what will be his fate? Excerpt: Zevarik chuckled as he saw Sebastion's expressions change while he was putting it all together. Zevarik was so arrogant that he began to confirm all of what the elf was thinking. "Yes Sebastion I am employed Madam Rose and Lord Raven...but only because they are going to be the winning side. They have Morith's direct blessing, and as I began to see at how easily they were dispatching all the troops we were sending to attempt to secure the gem mines I knew who's side I had to be on." Sebastion spat on the ground then said, "You're a traitor to your own people...even dark elves do not betray their own." "Perhaps...but as I am sitting atop my mountain of precious gems and counting my thousands of gold coins I will try my best to feel bad about it." Zevarik said sarcastically. Sebastion's anger and rage could hardly be contained any more. He barked a command word and became fully visible again unsheathing his swords as he did. Zevarik raised a brow as he saw Sebastion raise his blades. Sebastion stared at Zevarik dangerously as he said, "Let's dance."