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November 12, 2052: Earth has lost two-thirds of its population to the Great War. Many more lives have been lost to earthquakes, the Clover Virus, and the Death Plague. Years later, survivors are clumped into factions. Two of those factions—the Brotherhood and the Guild Faction—have battled over medical supplies and food for years. The fight is coming to a head as manpower dwindles, and the struggle becomes one to gain numbers, even if said numbers are children…

Griffin Storm, an albino man kidnapped and dragged into the Brotherhood, has transformed into a G.O.D., a Genetically enhanced Omni-dimensional being. Two weeks in the brig, and Griffin’s released after it’s determined that he’s learned to control most of his god-like abilities. His abilities have grown almost as much as his love for Tassta Vinetti and his unfortunate bloodlust. His bond with Tassta’s twin brother…

When did you first realize you wanted to be a writer?

It was in 5 grade, I think. I started a book but stopped when I realized my spelling problem, which was probably dyslexia, was a problem for a writer.

How long does it take you to write a book?

I’m no overnight author. I write more than one book at a time, and the book that moves ahead first gets to be finished first.  It can take me years from start to the finish for a book.

What is your work schedule like when you’re writing?

I write or draw/paint for two to three hours a day, five days a week when I’m on a roll.

What would you say is your interesting writing quirk?

It would have to be that I write more than one book at a time, and my books are in a race to see which…

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There once was a castle in the woods, claimed by a terrible Beast…

I was a simple girl, living a simple life of clothes and needles, never seeking adventure, glad to dress those who did. But the world is full of magic, and spells never let rest those caught in their thorns.

A rose by any other name…

The tattoo on my hand was dying, the petals falling faster and faster. All because of the curse within the trees, and those held in its thrall threatening to break free.

What would you give up to save those you love most? What would you risk facing in the Darkness of the Woods?

My name is Amarice. And this is my Tale.

So Sweet

Who but a Beauty can Judge a Beast?

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Fantastic story!

I really enjoyed all of the characters and the beautiful way…