Buried Heroes: Book One in the Age of Azuria series
You were right, your father’s amulet is magical. Just not in the way you thought.
The stones echo as Iellieth Amastacia drags her heels through the corridors of Io Keep, bidding farewell to the few inside the castle walls who have offered her moments of happiness. Despite her best efforts, Iellieth can no longer resist the forced marriage her stepfather placed at the end of her path. A final transmigration stands between her and the slammed door.
But destiny—and the amulet—have other plans for the half-elf.
In a flash of light, Iellieth appears amidst the piled snow and howling winds of Torg’s Peak. The mountain’s bitter heart holds an ancient secret—a warrior, imprisoned long ago. Iellieth alone can awaken him, but in so doing, she will reignite a war for the fate of Azuria.
Across the Infinite Ocean, a pirate queen ravages the coast, searching for an ancient artifact, the key to her ambitions. The sea bids caution to Teodric, her newest captain, lest he fall to the admiral’s raging whims as so many have done before.
Further north, a druid conclave battles its patron city for survival. As wielders of natural magic, they have long been the victims of history. Genevieve flees to the depths of the forest, where a long-lost magic blossoms.
Forces awaken across the world of Azuria, ancient enmities stirring that have remained stagnant for thousands of years. In book one of the Age of Azuria, Iellieth, Teodric, and Genevieve must confront the first crashing wave in a rising tide of shadow.
Praise from Readers
This book was wonderful. The characters seem real and their stories pull you in, making you nervous about what new dangers they will face and what will happen next. I held my breath more times than I could count! I want to go to Azuria. Ready for the sequel!”Amazon reviewer
Buried Heroes is the first novel in the Age of Azuria high fantasy series.
The sharp ends of tree branches tore at Yvayne’s face and hair as she darted through the forest. Her breaths came quickly, her heart pumping adrenaline into her veins to maximize the fleeting seconds she might have before Lucien captured his prey.
Yvayne discarded the flashes of regret behind her flying footsteps. After she saved Fhaona, she could apologize for dismissing her. She only needed to ensure the survival of one more druid in the world. They were each necessary to the others.
Fhaona’s role had to be more complex than sacrifice.”