Author's e-books - King. Page - 2
It's been a year since Anahita Meerad's parents died. She is now a healthy growing sixteen year old, but not everything inside her is manipulating. The day of her current beating at the brutal Queen Concetta's Castle, Ren Talon, a gentlemen who claims to buy maids shows Anahita the world she truly belongs to. Can Anahita accept the path her parents took?
King Troy Stawery was a one of a kind king. Being well loved, well respected, having no enemies ....and virgin, He was well past the age he was supposed to be married and his reign hits a rocky path with him being queen less. Until the day of his twenty eighth birthday, a mystery glides into his grand hall, tickling his heart with a black feather... Book one of a (possible) Small Series
A witty anthropologist is outraged by immature theories of narrow minded, culture blinded archeologists and scientists. He travels to Nazca, Peru, to study the ancient, mysterious lines, which were carved onto the desert flats of Peru by the natives, thousands of years ago. He intends to prove, once and for all, that they were intended, merely for religious and mythological purposes. Once there, he seems to find exactly what he expected: evidence of religious rituals, etc. but he still cannot
It's been a year since Anahita Meerad's parents died. She is now a healthy growing sixteen year old, but not everything inside her is manipulating. The day of her current beating at the brutal Queen Concetta's Castle, Ren Talon, a gentlemen who claims to buy maids shows Anahita the world she truly belongs to. Can Anahita accept the path her parents took?
King Troy Stawery was a one of a kind king. Being well loved, well respected, having no enemies ....and virgin, He was well past the age he was supposed to be married and his reign hits a rocky path with him being queen less. Until the day of his twenty eighth birthday, a mystery glides into his grand hall, tickling his heart with a black feather... Book one of a (possible) Small Series
A witty anthropologist is outraged by immature theories of narrow minded, culture blinded archeologists and scientists. He travels to Nazca, Peru, to study the ancient, mysterious lines, which were carved onto the desert flats of Peru by the natives, thousands of years ago. He intends to prove, once and for all, that they were intended, merely for religious and mythological purposes. Once there, he seems to find exactly what he expected: evidence of religious rituals, etc. but he still cannot