They call her the Queen of Mists, now.

Lady Anya has unleashed red-fanged war across the land. The dead march beneath her banner, and her sorcery breaks all who stand in her way. Kingdoms crumble, and an empire slides towards ruin.

The man who made it possible, the once-sword monk Caida, has been excommunicated and found guilty of treason. He toils in chains, under watchful eyes and blood-stained whips.

And the skin walkers begin to set in motion the next steps in their dark design...

If evil was easy, everybody would be doing it, and there would be more Dark Lords running around than you could shake a stick at. But the road to Utter Domination isn't easy, smooth or straight, as the boy who will one day become Gar the Pitiless will discover. He may one day rise to rule all he surveys - but first he'll have to survive a world that seems bent on his destruction.

I am a wheel whose edge is death.

This is the mantra that Andines are taught from their first day as novices. Their swords are their souls, and their patron saint, Andos, was the living embodiment of their tenets - Protect the helpless. Obey the emperor in Axumwiste. Pray for guidance in times of peace, and pray with steel in times of strife.

A time of strife has come once more.

Brother Caida is sent on a quest to rescue a princess kidnapped by bandits en route to her wedding. Armed with a great sword and armored in his faith, Caida soon finds both tested beyond endurance - for nothing is as it seems, and it is the world that needs to be rescued from the princess, not the princess from anything or any one. And waiting in the darkness, behind stolen faces, are the skin walkers - an ancient evil long thought banished from the world of men...

From the author of the Amra Thetys series comes a new novelette set in the same world, featuring the world's grumpiest old man:

Sage Lhiewyn, high priest of the god of knowledge, would like nothing better than to spend his remaining days getting his naps in and collecting offerings from what few faithful remain. Unfortunately, he's going on a pair of adventures instead. With his less-than faithful acolyte at his side, Lhiewyn will have to face down a rampaging sewer demon and outwit the beautiful, wily priestess of a foreign god bent on unearthing his greatest, most terrible secret. Looks like his nap will have to wait....

(It is not necessary to have read the Amra Thetys series to enjoy this novelette, though of course the author thinks it would be an excellent idea if you did.)

After surviving Thagoth and returning rich to Lucernis, Amra and Holgren have settled down to a very comfortable, if decidedly unexciting life -- until the night Amra receives an old enemy's head in a box. A longstanding debt calls her back home to Bellarius, the scene of many childhood horrors she would much rather forget about.

But as bad as memories of the past might be, present-day Bellarius is rapidly becoming worse, for the Eightfold Goddess has not forgotten about Amra, and another of Her Blades, the Knife that Parts the Night, has been discovered and threatens to tear the very fabric of reality apart.

All that stands in the way of utter destruction is one small, scarred thief and her mage companion...

Amra Thetys lives by two simple rules: take care of business, and never let it get personal.
Thieves don't last long in Lucernis. When a fellow rogue is butchered on the streets in a deal gone bad, Amra turns her back on burglary and goes after something more precious than treasure: revenge. Revenge, however, might be hard to come by.
A nightmare assortment of enemies-including an immortal assassin and a mad sorcerer-believe Amra is in possession of The Blade That Whispers Hate, the legendary, powerful artifact her friend was murdered for. And Amra's enemies will do anything to take it.
Trouble is, Amra hasn't a clue where the Blade actually is. She needs to find it, and soon, or she'll be joining her colleague in a cold grave, rather than avenging his death.

Amra is a thief with morals—she won’t steal from anyone poorer than she is. Fortunately, anybody that poor generally doesn’t have much worth stealing! Holgren is a mage with a distaste for magic and a soul bartered away to dark powers who will transport him to an eternity of torment on the instant of his death. Together they embark on a quest for the fabled city of Thagoth, where the secret of immortality is rumored to be hidden.

But Amra and Holgren aren’t the only ones after the secret. Many others seek to utilize the hidden magic for their own twisted ends. And waiting in the ruined city with dark plans for the world are the twin gods Tha-Agoth and Athagos, a brother and sister whose illicit passion is as destructive and vengeful as they are.

Now, as potent sorceries clash in a violent struggle for dominion over all that lives, Amra and Holgren face a choice between the unthinkable and the unbearable—with the fate of the world hanging in the balance...

Bellarius, saved from utter destruction, is now plunged into vicious civil war. Amra has vanished, and while Holgren has a plan to find her and bring her back, the plan teeters between impossibility and insanity.

But before he can even implement his plan, Holgren will have to deal with three separate armies vying for control of Bellaria, who view him as a threat, an inconvenience, or a potential tool. He'll have to trap and break to his will one of the monstrous rift-spawn, abominations born of the Telemarch's madness and power. And after that, he'll have to traverse several of the eleven hells in order to steal from the Black Library an ancient artifact of incredible power...

After barely surviving the attentions of the Knife That Parts the Night, Amra and Holgren are determined to end the threat posed by the remaining sentient, powerful Blades of the Eightfold Goddess. They are willing to risk everything to win their secret war, but can they succeed when their adversaries are cunning, powerful beyond measure, and utterly ruthless?

And even if they can, what will it cost them?

Anomus ip Garma, greatest living architect of the Subori Empire, is tasked by his emperor to construct a tomb for the emperor's concubine upon her death. Anomus and ten thousand workers labor in the desert for years while the emperor's dead love waits, ensorceled and undecaying, for her final resting place to be completed.

But betrayal awaits Anomus and all who slaved to build the Tomb, and a dark god has taken an interest in the evils man does to man...

W Lucernis przetrwasz tylko wtedy, gdy trzymasz się prostych zasad. Amra Thetys miała dwie: zawsze pilnuj swoich interesów i nigdy nie daj się ponieść emocjom.

Tyle teorii. Bo kiedy twój kumpel po fachu zostaje zaszlachtowany przez nieudany interes, zasady lądują w błocie. Amra robi coś, co w jej świecie oznacza czyste samobójstwo – porzuca bezpieczne włamania oraz łatwe pieniądze i rusza w pogoń za czymś o wiele bardziej wartościowym. Za krwawą, bezwzględną zemstą.

Szybko jednak okazuje się, że z myśliwego staje się zwierzyną.

Na jej trop wpadają ludzie, z którymi nikt o zdrowych zmysłach nie chciałby zadzierać – z nieśmiertelnym zabójcą i szalonym magiem na czele. Wszyscy są przekonani, że dziewczyna posiada Ostrze Szepczące Nienawiść, legendarny i przesiąknięty demoniczną magią artefakt, przez który zginął jej przyjaciel. A ci ludzie cofną się przed absolutnie niczym, żeby wyrwać je z jej rąk.

Jest tylko jeden, poważny problem. Amra nie ma zielonego pojęcia, gdzie to Ostrze właściwie się znajduje.

Zegar tyka, a wrogowie depczą jej po piętach. Jeśli Amra nie znajdzie artefaktu – i to szybko – zamiast pomścić śmierć kompana, sama skończy w zimnym grobie. A w Lucernis nikt po złodziejach nie płacze.