Thrall Prince Book 3: Vell or Lonn?

I have two simultaneous threads going in my mind, both competing to be the next book in the Thrall Prince series. I have first chapters drafted for both but I can’t seem to nail down which thread to go with and which should come first:

  • Vell and David – We left them in the forest with the mysterious ranger, the father of Vell’s first child. I am excited to explore what happens next between the three of them, and how they deal with the threat of King Covl hanging over their heads.
  • Prince Lonn – If you remember, he left to go to the outlying world of Tornatt at the beginning of “The Prince’s Fate.” I have a WHOLE adventure planned out for him as well.

Let me know what you think, I would love to hear from you!

The Prince’s Fate – Out Now

It’s here! $3.99 or free with Kindle Unlimited.

Vell wiped his face with his hand. He shook his head in disbelief, but he steeled himself anyway. He took a deep breath and faced David.
“David, this is what I must tell you. I love you too. I am with child. Your child. I am pregnant.”

Welcome to Prince for Sale 2.0! Fully re-edited, and with a beautiful new cover. If you have the e-book you can update it on Amazon at no charge. I’m getting ready to launch The Prince’s Fate (coming soon!) and the new cover is part of that. Hope you like it!

Vatnsandur – One Year Later

This story takes place before the events of the book Prince for Sale, when Vell was still a prince of Otharn. It was inspired by Vell’s telling of his past with the mysterious ranger in the forests of Otharn:

Vell lay back and stretched out on the bed, damp hair spread out on the pillow. “When I was younger, I often explored the forests of Otharn alone, looking for herbs and springs, ancient trees and secret places. I met a forest ranger, much older than I, he found me bathing in a pool. He looked at me as the hunter looks at the deer, and we came to an understanding. I ran from him, naked on my bare feet. He hunted me through the forest, and brought me down, bound me and kept me at his camp. He had me as he wished, and called me Vatnsandur, which means water spirit.”

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