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Thursday, June 17th–one day before I head to the airport for a flight to Italy. Did you ever think you’d vacation again? I can tell you that for a long while, I certainly didn’t think so. The last year and a half has been filled with worry, depression, joblessness, sickness,…
Continue readingOur Epic Fantasy Novel The Unseen Hand is Published! Woohoo! And one lucky winner will win a copy! I wrote about the decision to self-publish in my last post— We Are On The Road To Self-Publishing. That update covered the reasons for our decision to print The Unseen Hand ourselves….
Continue readingPerhaps another query might have done it, or the one after, or the one after that. Who knows? However, after banging our heads on the barred gates of traditional publishing, Narcisse and I had to make a decision. What do we really want to happen with our book? Sure, we would love…
Continue readingBook news, finally! Wow, it has been a while since we’ve updated! Sorry about that. Marzio and I have been busy applying polish to The Tendrils of Fate and working on a bunch of fascinating projects. We’ve decided to split The Tendrils of Fate into a Duology which will consist…
Continue readingThe Unseen Hand by Narcisse Navarre and Marzio Ombra is an Epic Fantasy novel set in a fresh new fantasy world where daemons and magic are real. The book is only available on Wattpad.
Continue readingOne of the joys of writing fantasy is that you get to tell fantastic stories. Our newest novel, The Tendrils of Fate (currently being queried), stars a creature called a naera–which is our mix of Nereid, siren, and mermaid. When submerged, Avaren Ensther transforms into a creature of legend, but…
Continue readingDuring the last three years Marzio Ombra and I have been busy co-authoring Tendrils of Fate, a romantic fantasy novel that features a naera–a watery abomination with eel tails for legs and the torso of a woman. The term naera is one of my own making, derived in part from the…
Continue readingWhisperers Mir’kadi, Eighteenth of Sund’im Rime thickened along the Swoughünd’s hull until she began to list sideways. The cries of her captain pierced the morning fog, sending sailors scampering into the frozen harbor. They descended along the docks with pickaxes and clubs, ready to break the ship free of the…
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