J. A. BROWN
FIRESTARTER​
a dragon born novel
There was once a small village to the south of the kingdom of Blackfall. The village wasn't home to many, and the villagers were simple folk trying to live a life of peace and tranquillity. They never fought and did not need to leave their land.
But one night, everything changed. A group of travellers came to the village. They pitched their tents and their chanting was able to be heard from within.
Once the chanting stopped, all that remained was flames. The flames eat everything in sight.
The village elder saw the flames and remembered a time when a strong dragon protected their land. But the dragon was slain long ago. The village elder watched as a woman in a robe fled with a young boy in her arms, to never be seen again.
Waking up in her arms, Kev remembered the flames. The warmth was new to him. He felt nothing before her.
For a while, he stayed with the woman. The two of them travelled together. Until the day came when the woman left the boy. She left him with a trusted friend. Even though the boy had no memories of his past, he never forgot the woman and what she did for him.
And he hopes that someday, he'll be able to see her again.
The Sleeping Lady​
The Sleeping Lady. Yeah. Some people call me that. While others, call me Zoe. I’m not like a normal human. But I wasn’t aware of just how different, I was.
In my time, the planet I called home, was faced with an apocalyptic event. I was one of the survivals. It took me thousands of years to pull myself back together. But that’s what happens, when you’re cursed with an ability, like mine. Finally, collecting the last piece of myself, I came face to face with a new world.
I’m not sure, if this world is my home. But I do know, that there are some similarities between the two.
But I don’t have time to get into that right now.
After waking up, in a wasteland, I came across two strangers. One is named Byron and although his appearance was surprising, he doesn’t seem dangerous. While the other one was more familiar to me. Her name is Livia. She looks like a normal human to me, until the elven man, Byron. But something tells me that the three of us, are going to find ourselves in the middle of some trouble.
Let the adventure begin.
DARKNESS,
My Friend
For two thousand years, I have lived as a vampire. Many people have died and many have moved on. I never thought that I would live for long. And why would I?
Being ten years old for two thousand years, I have seen many civilizations grow and many fell. Being a vampire isn’t all bad. And without needing to feed on human blood, I guide the vampires down a better path. Compared to our dark history, my vamps would live a peaceful life. As long as they obey me.
Yeah, yea, yea. A two-thousand-year-old man living in a ten-year-old body is, differently, a problem. No one sees me as a ruler. And sometimes, it's a problem.
Letting others bring out the worst in me. I felt something shifting in the distance. And being me, I got involved in the human issue.
You might be wondering, who is this guy? And why is he so high and mighty? Well, I have many titles. Lord of the Darkened and Damned. And some even call me the King of Vampires.
But my friends call me.
Levi.