DEADALUS author of AETHERBORN

CHAPTER 106

Thorne slipped through one of the hidden entrances of the base, his body moving on instinct through the familiar maze of dark, narrow passageways. The stale air, the faint smell of damp stone—it should have been comforting in its familiarity, but instead, it felt suffocating. He had left Unc...

CHAPTER 105

The shop was, in Jonah’s words, a “charming little hole-in-the-wall.” In reality, it was more hole than charm—a cramped, dirt-filled space no bigger than a closet, with debris scattered across the floor a...

CHAPTER 104

Thorne took a slow sip from his goblet, letting the cool wine trickle down his parched throat. It did little to soothe the dryness after speaking for nearly an hour, recounting every detail of his mission. He ha...

CHAPTER 103

Thorne pushed the heavy oak doors open, stepping into the dimly lit hall of Uncle’s mansion. The two guards stationed at the entrance fixed him with their usual death glares, but Thorne ignored them, his ...

CHAPTER 102

Thorne leaned back against the wooden planks of the cart, feeling the rough texture dig into his shoulders. The cart jolted slightly as it rolled over uneven patches of the dirt road, but Thorne barely regi...

CHAPTER 101

Thorne awoke with a start, the darkness of the room pressing down on him like a suffocating blanket. The night was silent, save for the distant creaking of the inn's wooden beams. His body screamed in prote...

CHAPTER 100

Thorne lay paralyzed on the cold floor, his body a prisoner to the poison coursing through his veins. Each breath felt like a monumental effort, his muscles refusing to respond to his commands.  <...

CHAPTER 99

Thorne and Rhea huddled in the shadows of a small park two tiers below the palace. The park, nestled between narrow streets and fortified buildings, was their designated fallback point—the place they’d ...

CHAPTER 98

Thorne moved cautiously through the labyrinthine servants' quarters, his nerves stretched thin as he waited for Rhea. The quarters were vast, a network of chambers and hallways that seemed to stretch on forever. ...

CHAPTER 97

The whispers spread through the ballroom like wildfire, a low, creeping buzz that rippled from one corner of the grand hall to the other. Thorne stood amidst it all, the carefully constructed mask of a care...

BONUS CHAPTER - A FUN DAY

I was in the mood for something lighter, so here you go—a fun bonus chapter!

Enjoy a small adventure featuring Thorne's friends!

The scent...

CHAPTER 96

Thorne walked down the main hallway leading to the ballroom, doing his best to hide the flinch every time he moved. The obnoxious lord had landed some solid hits, leaving his ribs bruised and his movements ...

CHAPTER 95

Thorne remained still as he watched Lord Valewyn sit alone in his office, his once-proud form now hunched over the large desk. The noble’s hands clutched his head in frustration, his posture betraying the...

CHAPTER 94

Happy New Year, Everyone! 🎉

As we step into a brand new year, I want to take a moment to thank you for your incredible support.

Here’s to a year filled with more stories, adventures, and growth!

Wishing you all a joyful, prosperous, and inspiring New Year!

Thank you for being amaz...

CHAPTER 93

Thorne followed Seraphina, utterly captivated by her presence. A notification flickered at the edge of his vision. 

Skill Level Up: Mindguard! 

But it barely registere...

CHAPTER 92

Thorne entered the grand ballroom alongside Alden, the sounds of music and laughter washing over him as they descended the marble staircase. The room was a sea of color and light, a dizzying display of opul...

CHAPTER 91

Thorne sat at the small table in his room, the late afternoon light casting long shadows across the wooden floor. The others—Jareth, Rhea, and Corwin—were gathered around him, each holding a copy ...

CHAPTER 90

Thorne kept his expression cool as he watched the group of men enter the alley, their weapons drawn and bloodthirsty grins on their faces. 

Rhea quickly recovered from her shock, her eyes narrowi...

CHAPTER 89

Thorne sat beneath the shade of a cherry blossom tree, the delicate pink petals creating a soft, ethereal canopy above him. The gazebo in which he and Alden sat was nestled in the heart of an exclusive gard...

ALVAR LOCATIONS

Just some locations mentioned in the novel.

As the story progresses I will be adding more locations.

It has been fun (and incredibly frustrating) to try and make images for what I am picturing inside my head!

CHAPTER 88

Thorne stood in front of the ornate mirror in his room, scrutinizing his reflection with a critical eye. Tonight’s excursion required him to look the part of a noble, and he had taken great care in prepar...

CHAPTER 87

Thorne turned around slowly, his muscles tensing as he prepared to face whoever had caught him sneaking out. His eyes landed on Rhea’s massive frame, her figure barely illuminated by the dim light from the sconces lin...

CHAPTER 86

The cart rumbled through the streets of Valewind, its wooden wheels clattering over cobblestones polished smooth by centuries of foot traffic. As they climbed higher into the city, Thorne took in the sights around...

CHAPTER 85

Thorne wiped the sweat from his brow, breathing heavily as the latest aether beast collapsed at his feet. Its death rattle signaled the end of the fight, a sound both satisfying and eerie. He could feel the tension in h...

CHAPTER 84

Thorne awoke at the break of dawn, the first light of morning filtering through the heavy curtains of his opulent room. He stretched, feeling the stiffness of sleep in his muscles, then swung h...

CHAPTER 83

Three year later 

Three years had passed since Thorne had finally been allowed to use his skills freely. The brutal training and deadly trials had never let up, leaving only...

CHAPTER 82

Thorne was heading back to his sleeping quarters between classes when he saw her—Eliza, standing in the narrow corridor just outside the entrance. Her posture was stiff, her eyes scanning the faces of pas...