Join Hyden Hawk Skyler, and some great new friends, on an adventurous quest, over land and sea, to find the Silver Skull of Zorellin.
Fight with Mikahl, Ironspike, and fierce King Jarrek as they try to free the enslaved people of Wildermont from King Ra’Gren and his Dakaneese Overlords.
Patrol the skies with Shaella, and her new black dragon, Vrot. With her father’s spell books, and the Priests of Kraw, she decides to aid King Ra’Gren, while scheming to free her lover, Gerard, from the hellish Nethers.
Demonic love, valiant battles, and foolhardy heroics await readers in this 180k word (600+ page) continuation of the epic Wardstone Trilogy that was written in a Texas prison cell by author M. R. Mathias
Book one of The Wardstone Trilogy was translated into German last year. It has reached #1 in the Amazon .DE store, Epic Fantasy top 100 several times, including staying at Top 10 in the whole .DE store for two weeks. It has been #1 in dozens of categories, in the US and UK.
Book two has been #1 in the US and sold over 100,000 copies in English. All of The Wardstone Trilogy books are currently Amazon exclusive, but I am having new covers made, and am planning on releasing them to all ebook venues, ie: Smashwords, B&N, iTunes, and Google Books.
I would like to translate all 3 titles into Spanish, and Book Two and Three into German (since book one is already translated)
Lord Buxley’s table was set with golden dinnerware in a dark, candlelit, wood-paneled room that sported several grand seascapes and a fireplace the size of a small cottage. Hyden thought it was silly drinking from a golden cup and eating with solid gold utensils. It was nerve-wracking for him. He found himself worrying about proper manners with every word he spoke. Phen always called him a mountain clan hick, but hadn’t taken the time to instruct him on etiquette. What few manners he did possess, he learned from Mikahl, who had been raised in a Westland castle, and Queen Willa, who, like an overly concerned mother, seemed to correct his every public move.
The fare was freshly killed game hens and honeyed pork with butter-soft rolls and vegetables. The wine was sweet, smooth, and very potent. Hyden managed not to embarrass himself through the feast and was glad when the conversation turned from technical shipbuilding jargon and general news from ports afar, to him.
Four men, all important to the shipping industry in one form or another, shared the lord’s table with him and the Captain.
“So, they say you stole away Queen Shaella’s dragon,” the pudgy, but kind lord of the manor said to him. He obviously wanted to hear the story firsthand.
“Aye, uh, yes, sir,” Hyden stammered. “The dragon—Claret is her name—wasn’t serving her by choice. Shaella tricked her into a binding collar. She controlled the dragon through a similar collar that she wore.” Hyden leaned back in his seat feeling awkward. “It was just a matter of getting the collar from her neck to mine.”
“How, pray tell, did you do that?” another man at the table asked.
“I shot it from her neck with an arrow,” answered Hyden seriously. “Of course, I asked the dragon to keep still when I did it.”
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Portuguese
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Maria Conceição Oliveira Magno
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Spanish
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Already translated.
Translated by Jesus Ocando
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