Bøker utgitt av Aelina Isaacs

Arlo Rook has decided it's time to move out of Garren Castle, home for orphans of all races, magical or not, at 100 years old.It's not the first time he's left home, but a setback landed the Hedge Witch in the hospital a year ago, and subsequently back to square one. Now he's ready to strike out on his own, despite his friend's worries he's not ready.Thatch Phantom is an immortal, the last of his kind and perpetually bored. When he's not closing interdimensional rifts and corralling trouble in the universe, he's visiting his favorite city of all, Levena. No one remembers him, but he's made an everlasting impact on the city nonetheless.Long ago, he set up an anonymous scavenger hunt for the starving village, providing them with a year's worth of supplies. He upped the ante each year, providing less practical things, as the village had become a city and was wealthy beyond belief. Festivals are thrown in his honor to this day, or a version of him, that is.Thatch has decided to throw a wild card into this year's Game. Whoever discovers his true identity will win one wish of their choice, no restrictions. Aside from the obvious, such as no falling in love, murder or resurrection.Arlo crashes into the mess of copper curls and bright eyes, who throws apothecary goods and his life into a chaotic mess. It certainly wasn't the first they met, but Arlo doesn't remember him. Thatch, however, never forgot the Witch with a familiar soulmark on his face.What follows is a hilarious and wholesome series of events that teases the immortal with the one thing he wants most.Someone to call home.

Novak. Zemer. Akar. Tzel. Vagabond Bard.I''ve had many names throughout my life, and I suppose they''ve all suited me well enough. Who knew Villain would be the name that I wear best?Months after the events in The Eternal Machine, Novak leads an Expedition into the long separated Realm of Giants, a land filled with dragons and dangerous secret societies who already have their eyes set on Iverbourne.Novak''s mind is set on one thing, defying the course of Death, but as he meets new foes, finds family and himself, he begins to ask himself a vital question.Is defying Death worth the cost of humanity?"You were never worth her heart. You were never worth Alvis'' heart. You let Savir down. Why do you keep holding onto these feelings? These hearts, none of them care for you. They break you and make you weak." Tzel berates me for my pathetic existence, for not doing more, for failing at everything I do."myfaultmyfaultcowardidiotmyfaultmyfaultmonstermyfault."Someone is whispering, whispering, WHISPERING, make it stop, MAKE IT STOP.That''s not Tzel lecturing me, he''s not here. Who is TALKING?I startle when a delicate jade hand rests on my shoulder, it quickly pulls away.Viv''s tender voice tethers me. "Can I hold you?" She murmurs and I nod, her question settles the surprised ants under my skin. She sits beside me, then pulls my broken body close to her chest and caresses my cheek while I continue to fall apart. I wrap my arms around her thick middle and hold on for dear life.Her touch isn''t revolting or skin crawling, it''s welcoming and something I need."I never told her," I struggle, choking on words and mucus. I bury my face further in her fur and wool covered chest. "Never told her, why did I mess up so bad."Viv rocks me gently in her arms, her voice low. "She knew, Novak. She knew how much you loved her. As much as she loved you, she wanted to do something good with her life. She didn''t want to be the Keeper of Death anymore, and that was bigger than both of you.""She''s not coming back, is she?" I squint through grief up to her own tear stained face, dark hazel brows scrunching up her perfect skin."No, I don''t think so." Her long fingers rest on my brow, a sad smile quirks her red lips up. "Do you want to know?"I contemplate her calm words. No, I don''t think so.