The Gargoyle & Sorceress Tales Book Bundle #1

The Gargoyle & Sorceress Tales

Dawn of the Sorceress:

When an Avatar to the gods wakes to a new life, he finds the female half of his soul is missing. He soon learns she has been captured by their oldest enemy—the Lady of Battles. To save his Sorceress, he will risk everything.

Sorceress Awakening:

An untried sorceress teams up with an immortal gargoyle to stop a goddess from enslaving the three realms in this epic tale of fantasy, adventure and romance.

When Lillian finds herself facing off against demons out of mythology, help comes from an unlikely source—the stone gargoyle who has been sleeping in her garden for the last twelve years.

After the battle, Lillian learns the humans she thought were her family are actually a powerful coven of witches at war with the demonic Riven. Lillian is something more than human, a Sorceress and Avatar to the gods. The gargoyle has been her protector for many lifetimes, but when she was still a child, troubles in their homeland forced him to flee with her to the human world.

But something from her childhood has followed them to this world.

In a heartbeat, her ordinary life becomes far more complicated, and if her overprotective guardian is to be believed, there’s an evil demigoddess just waiting for the chance to enslave them both.

Sorceress Rising:

Ignorance nearly killed Lillian once.

That time, she’d known nothing of magic until Gregory, her Gargoyle Protector, awoke from his stone sleep and saved her from demons escaped from the Magic Realm. They defeated the demonic Riven at great personal cost, one which forced them both to hibernate for months while they mended.

Healed, Lillian wakes to a world greatly changed, one where her sleepy northern town has been overrun by military, scientists, and paparazzi. Apparently, her battle with the Riven did not go completely unnoticed, and her actions put her Coven family at risk of exposure.

These new tensions unearth another concern. Lillian and Gregory may be one being in the Spirit Realm, soul mates in the most literal sense, but it does not guarantee a perfect accord here on earth, especially when Gregory’s clearly defined sense of good and evil urge him to eradicate anyone he deems as evil—which, to her dismay, includes a good chunk of humanity.

But their troubles are not limited to humans, not when another, older power rises from the ocean’s depths. Tethys, a siren of the ancient world, has her own plans for Gregory. For the first time in their many lives, Lillian finds herself at odds with her other half.

And if she does not master her own magic, this battle will become her greatest defeat.

Sorceress Hunting:

Some victories feel more like defeat.
Lillian and Gregory may have defeated the demonic Riven, but human authorities are now aware that something equally as intelligent but far more deadly shares their world. To the Avatars’ dismay, this is not just a guns in the woods, boots on the ground kind of hunt.

Scientists are spearheading this pursuit, and Lillian and Gregory are their intended targets.

If that wasn’t complication enough, Lillian’s little brother, Shadowlight, saves the life of a female soldier and now he must hide his pet human from the other fae for her own safety.

Corporal Anna Mackenzie is no pet, but she’ll be the first to admit, she feels fiercely protective toward the lonely young gargoyle, and if anyone messes with the kid, she’ll go full metal bitch all over their ass.

Sorceress at War:

War is coming. The Lady of Battles will have it no other way.

Lillian and Gregory fear the demi-goddess is already moving her pawns and dark knights into place, preparing for the first strike. Earth must be ready, but first Lillian needs to ensure that the uneasy alliance between the Fae and the human military does not fail. Every ally is needed if earth is to have any hope of surviving the coming war.

As fate draws friends and enemies closer together, one new player has appeared unexpectedly—Lillian’s new doppelganger clone. She isn’t certain if it’s pure, old-fashioned jealousy or something more sinister that has her watching the newly cloned Sorceress with distrust, but the fact remains that her doppelganger’s allegiance remains mysterious.

For the good of the alliance, Lillian needs to find out if this new sorceress is on their side, playing for the Battle Goddess, or if she has an agenda of her own—one that no one can predict.


Sorceress Enrages:

While Lillian and Gregory have their hands full trying to track down Commander Gryton and preparing for an imminent invasion, Corporal Anna Mackenzie has her own set of problems. And surprisingly, it doesn’t have anything to do with the fact that she’s been converted into a gargoyle by a well-meaning cub.

No. Her new gargoyle nature is something she’ll come to grips with…eventually. Having that same gargoyle cub abducted by an evil demigoddess? That’s another story altogether.

Anna has never failed to accomplish something once she’s put her mind to it, and her mind is now firmly set on seeing the young gargoyle freed at any cost. And if the evil demigoddess gets in her way…the Lady of Battles will be in for the fight of her immortal life.

Legacy of the Sorceress:

A roll of the dice and Fate thrusts Corporal Anna Mackenzie into a new situation.

With her soul hanging in the balance, the young gargoyle, Shadowlight, makes a deal with the Lord of the Underworld to save Anna’s life.

The demigod saves her, then sends the pair to Haven, a city outside time, where they will heal.

The price?

Thirteen years.

The length of time Anna will need to embrace the healing stone sleep of gargoyles.

When she wakes, an adult gargoyle is waiting for her. He goes by the name Obsidian, but she’d once known him by another—Shadowlight.

Obsidian might be a stranger, but she’d promised Shadowlight she’d never leave him.

Now his older self wants her to honor that promise and stay, training alongside him to become one of Lord Death’s military leaders.

To honor the memory of a gargoyle cub she’d once loved like a little brother, Anna agrees to join the Lord of the Underworld’s cause.

Is she working for the good guys? Or has she traded in one Overlord for another?

Either way she’s staying.

Her promises don’t come with an expiration date and the more she gets to know Obsidian, the more she sees Shadowlight in him.

There’s no way she’s abandoning the kid a second time.


Sorcery and Firedrakes:

Sometimes it all just goes wrong.

After the Lady of Battles orders a hopeless mission into gargoyle territory, only Captains Vaspara and Sorac survive.

Now that they have escaped and everyone back home thinks they’re dead, the two captains see a once in a lifetime opportunity to escape their bloody destinies.

But where can a succubus with a conscience and a firedrake who only wants to fly off into the sunset with his closest friend go to be safe?

It might be foolish to wish for a quiet life after close to two thousand years of warfare, but Vaspara is nothing if not stubborn, and together, she and Sorac are determined to start a new life elsewhere.

Unfortunately…there’s just one other problem.

Sorac has a clutch of fourteen eggs hidden under the Lady of Battles’ fortress, and firedrakes never abandon their young.
If they want to escape once and for all, they need to find a way to rescue his clutch.

Oh, wait…

There’s a third problem.

A deadly djinn guards the nest.


Scion of the Sorceress:

Sometimes the forces of Light just need a little help from a villain to get the job done.

Commander Gryton has always watched his own back. It goes with being at the top of the magical food chain. But for the first time in his existence—thanks to his devious gargoyle father—he’s been slapped with a partner.

This infuriating female soldier also has the distinction of being a Null, a mortal sent by the Divine Ones to influence an outcome. A Null’s natural immunity to all types of magic allows them to battle even the most powerful of magic wielders, even demigods.

His sire and dam are certain the Divine Ones have sent the Null to aid the Light in defeating the Battle Goddess.

Gryton doubts it’s anything so innocent. And if he’s correct, he has just been partnered up with his doom.

But if the Divine Ones think he'll just roll over and allow one of their Nulls the chance to kill him, they’ll be disappointed.

Very disappointed.


Sorceress Eternal:

Don’t miss the stunning conclusion to the epic Gargoyle & Sorceress tales.

The final battle between the servants of the Divine Ones and the Battle Goddess’s twisted ambition has arrived.

All three Realms are in peril and Earth might be the first to fall. But the Avatars of the Divine Ones and their allies will not allow so many innocents to pay the price for a demigoddess’s insanity. This time, the Lady of Battle may have set in motion her own doom.

Yet, in battle, the outcome is never certain, and the Avatars might yet have to pay the debt so rarely paid.

Dawn of the Sorceress

Chapter One:

He always hated this part. The drifting. The nothingness. A fading agony was the strongest sensation in his lightless world. This was familiar though. He had done this many times before, hadn’t he?

Murky recollections bubbled up from the depths of a vast power.

One surfaced and restored a lost memory.

The agony—it was from severing his soul in two.

Another memory bubbled to the surface.

He’d been reborn as a gargoyle. Though he hadn’t yet actually been born. He was unfinished still, sleeping, dreaming, and growing.

Many lifetimes had started like this. That acknowledgment unleashed a floodgate of memories. Slowly they filed themselves into order. Though he sensed there were many more still to return, lifetimes of memories.

That vast and ancient power? That was him, his magic and essence.

He now knew who he was, what he was.

The male half of the Avatar. The most ancient servant of the Divine Ones.

His divine parents had a sense of humor he supposed, for he was far from ancient at this moment, an unborn gargoyle growing within his dryad mother’s tree.

It would be two more years before he emerged fully mature and ready for battle.

Hmm, he mused. He could remember that much but not his name? He had one, surely? All creatures did. Even if they were secret names only known to the Divine Ones.

But recollection was an imperfect thing, even for him. He was sure his elusive name would come to him in time.

But there was a greater concern. He was missing something vital still—his other half.

Where was the female half of his soul?

More memories surfaced from the core of his essence and with them the knowledge of how to wake his other senses. Ah, that was a handy memory. Better than a name.

Calling a thread of magic, his soul looked outside of himself, seeking his location and that of his other half. Like him, she’d been known by many names, but to each other, they were the Mother’s Sorceress and her Gargoyle Protector.

The female half of his soul should be near. He reached farther and still couldn’t find her. Impatience turned to concern.

The female half of their soul always followed him from the Spirit Realm, choosing to be born close to him. Never had he come to consciousness without her already there, touching his mother’s hamadryad tree.

While he always chose a gargoyle body for himself, his other half had much more varied tastes and picked a different species each time. But still, she chose a species with a shorter gestation span so they could be closer together sooner.

His senses expanded further. This planet had made eight revolutions around its sun since his soul had journeyed here to this vessel. Time enough for his other half to find him.

Had something happened to her?

He scoured his memories, but they were still fuzzy and muddy.

Within his mother’s tree, he shifted and twisted restlessly, determined to escape his prison and find his missing half. But then another memory surfaced and returned reason to his spinning thoughts.

He drew on a greater flow of magic and reached out with it, seeking, searching, hunting… ah, there!

Relief washed through him. She was alive.

“My Sorceress?” his first inquiry bounced off her mental shields.

What was this?

They never blocked each other. With a renewed sense of concern, he tried again. This time, he felt her awareness turn toward him and a small crack opened in her shields.

“My Durnathyne, my Hunting Shadow.” Her love wrapped around his mind, warm and welcoming. “I have missed you. Welcome to this life.”

Durnathyne. Yes, that was his name. The one she’d given him in their last life. Daryna was hers, his gift to her.

“Daryna?” He reached for her again, his mind growing stronger from the contact with his other half. “What has happened? Why are you so far from me?”

“There’s no time to explain fully now. But you need to know it’s dangerous for us to talk this way. Our greatest enemy has forced me to be born in her kingdom. I am her prisoner. Have been since birth.”

“I will come at once.” His heart raced, blood surged in his ears, and his muscles tensed. His words didn’t express the terror and rage he felt.

“No. It’s too dangerous. That’s what she wants,” Daryna cautioned, before continuing in a rush. “If she captures you, too, we might never escape her. But even though they know who and what I am, they still think of me as a child and underestimate me. I am waiting for my opportunity to escape. When I do, I shall return to you.”

“I dislike this.” A growl accompanied his thoughts. “I’m supposed to be the Protector; you the Sorceress.”

“Perhaps I must be our protector in this life.”

Durnathyne would have snorted out a denial if he’d had air to breathe.

But deep in the heart of his mother’s tree, his lungs only took in and exhaled the warm liquid that cocooned him.

“Peace, my guardian,” Daryna crooned to him. “There will be a time where you shall again be my protector while I create great workings of magic to destroy our enemies, this I promise.”

He still didn’t like it.

“My Hunting Shadow, soon we will be together again. I will escape my captors in the coming months. I’ve already hidden how powerful I’ve become.”

“How were you able to trick the Battle Goddess and her servants?”

“An oversight. They blocked my magic, but it didn’t occur to them that I can still touch your power. I’ve been stealing from you.”

He snorted. “We are one. You can’t steal what is already yours. Go on.”

“Our enemies are not aware I can do this. Soon I will use your magic to destroy the collar they’ve used to cage my magic.”

“Collar!” Within his mother’s tree, he kicked out, his talons slashing in his need to escape.

“Stop. You can’t come to me. It’s too dangerous to have us both here. If you were captured…”

As usual, her words were logical. Didn’t mean he had to like them. Even if he went to her now, his body was still developing. It would be two more years before he could handle the full power at his command without harming this new body.

“I must go now, my Durnathyne. I am glad you found me. It has been lonely without you. But for now, the best thing you can do is go back to sleep until I call you. It will be safer if the Lady of Battles doesn’t know you are awake and can hear me. She doesn’t know you are conscious before your birth. We must keep it that way. If she discovers the truth, she will use it against us.”

He didn’t want to cause her more stress. “I shall await your call.”

“Thank you, my soul. I’ll contact you once I’m free and safely away from our enemy.” Her power brushed along his senses in a goodbye.

“Goodbye, my heart,” he whispered back along their soul link, but she’d already closed her shields against him. His soul ached with her departure.

He’d said he’d wait for her to call before going to her rescue, but he hadn’t said he’d wait two more years in this tree. He’d awakened this day for a reason. Now he needed to be ready to act.

Within his mother’s hamadryad tree, he shifted and twisted and kicked. Not enough to harm the tree, but enough to alert both the tree and his dryad mother he would not wait two more years to be born.

He was almost full grown.

And even an immature gargoyle was still lethal.