SWARMZayne is plagued by voices of violence. Every day, they break him more and more, demanding higher and higher tolls from him. The voices of the Swarm tell him to kill, to feed them with the blood of his victims. His quest for a new life brings him to the war-torn streets of Sorngard.
Thrust into power at too young an age, Isaiah struggles every day to keep his people alive, and to keep this war from toppling the mighty city-state of Sorngard into ruin. When word of the legendary Swarm reaches him, he sees the chance to end this combat in one feel swoop.
A young leader, struggling for peace. A warrior, bound for death. The only thing tying them to the ground is each other.
SILVERFALL
If someone told me five years ago, "Hey Tony, you're going to move to California, stay single, and die alone," I probably would have believed them. Blind dates? Not my thing. And the whole "Montana Farmboy" look doesn't quite cut it out here in the West Coast gay scene.
If someone also threw in, "Hey Tony, you're going to watch a unicorn kill a dude in a dirty back alley one night," I would have walked away slowly. You don't mess with that kind of crazy.
If the same someone said to me, "Hey Tony, there's a secret society of hunters selling unicorn body parts on the black market to turn a quick buck," I might have called the cops. In fear for my own safety, because again: you don't mess with that kind of crazy.
Problem is...I'm starting to think I'm that kind of crazy. Because ever since I met Leon? I'm beginning to think it's all true.
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