JAY ASPEN
Stories from distant times and places
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Hannik's dreams have been devastatingly put on hold.
All she ever wanted was to survive the hard training and be accepted into the elite Order of Webdancers, the guardians of Primae IV who risk their lives patrolling the remote wilderness.
That exciting career isn’t going to happen for Hannik. Not unless she can escape a sinister plot to start a civil war.
Meeting the mysterious, wealthy, and charismatic Vander was the start of it…
She did get one lucky break. Getting shot. And then being rescued by the gorgeous Severin and his contacts in the secret service. Maybe this is the chance she needs. Maybe now she can use her already impressive skills in navigation, summoning and combat to foil the plot and prove her innocence.
As well as rescuing her sister and her precious wildcat kittens.
And then… she discovers she is about to join the shark-team and ride into a deadly battle.
Hm.
Sharksinger is the prequel to Stormweaver, the science-fantasy adventure romance epic from Jay Aspen.
Perfect for fans of Avatar, Dune, and the Broken Earth series!
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audiobook 7.99 on all stores worldwide
(Audible coming soon)
Fun new series to jump into!
A fresh type of epic fantasy
Engaging characters and plenty of fast action
Beautifully written. What a fantastic read!
Fast moving and Intelligent
STORMWEAVER
A sudden backwash of water hits my face as the powerful tail fluke of Aluna’s dolphin gives a great swish that lifts them both out of the water in a huge leap over the jagged pink corals of the reef.
I can feel the build-up of energy in my own dolphin as it prepares to jump and then I’m desperately clinging to the harness loop with both hands, flattening myself along its back.
The twisting thrust along the creature’s spine almost dislodges me, and then for a precious few seconds we are flying through the sunlight in a cloud of diamond-glittering spray before plunging back into the water again. I sense that the dolphin rather enjoyed that leap and I’m not surprised when I find myself being carried on a few more leaps, even without a reef to jump over. I look round and see the whole pod arcing in and out of the water, riders and all.
My new ocean-senses reach out to the great blue space beyond the pool and suddenly the whole Rhangarian island chain comes into focus with fresh clarity. No longer are the islands separate, but appear as mountain peaks rising from the seabed, mysterious and dark in the depths, rich with red and blue corals in the shallows.
Seaweed flutters in the swirling current, home to fish and crustaceans moving freely with the ebb and flow of the water. Shellfish coat the rocks on the tide-line while high above, the airy rock arches give shelter to trees alive with birdsong.
People here live to a different pulse, a rhythm shifting with waves and tides, and suddenly I can understand why so few are willing to relocate to a busy city or landlocked forest.
Aluna is riding just ahead of me. We are approaching the wide sunlit arc of rock at the entrance