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15: The song of the desert people
The desert was restless. Clouds of deep blue gray sped across the skies, but the rain had died entirely for the first time in days. A harsh wind had left the topmost layer of soil dry, and the gusts whipped around sand as mercilessly as they did in Hawk’s dream.
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14: The oath
Messages between the Pass and the camp travelled at a frustrating pace. A day and a half had passed since the first smoke signals when a purple-tail hawk, a folded letter tied to one of its feet, reached Hatam-Ile and allowed one of Onniar’s hunters to catch it. The message was short.
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13: Smoke rising
The muted hum of rain became pleasant background noise that you no longer noticed once it went on for long enough. Ren’i had felt the same during Hol Saro’s rainy summers, and the rainy season in the Hytherlands was no exception. The mornings he got to spend waking up in Hawk’s arms while rain pounded…
Destiny, writ in flames. Love, forged with blood.
The Threefold Soul is a mature-rated queer romantic fantasy, or romantasy, webnovel. It’s an epic tale of two very different men, the call of destiny, and an empire about to go up in the fires of revolution. Bimonthly updates, new chapter every other Friday!
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“He could almost feel Hawk’s breath on his skin, and when he managed to pry his eyes open he was very aware of just how close to each other they were. It felt so natural that Ren’i did not know what to do with himself. Hawk’s eyes were almost black in the firelight, his gaze strangely peaceful beneath the heavy eyelids. Ren’i looked him straight in the eye and Hawk looked back. Neither of them knew how to turn away.”
The Treefold Soul trilogy
First book: Spirit
The demon gods are dead, their magic waning, and their descendants hold the reins of an empire. Ren’i mar Oereinen, the empress’s nephew and her commander-in-chief, is the last heir to the Kishan imperial throne. Plagued by recurring dreams of foreign deserts and firestorms, he marches the empress’s armies to the Hytherlands, intending to bring its citizens under imperial control. Nations collide and the empire starts to crumble from the inside when he meets Hawk – a mortal man whose dreams are haunted by the same visions of deserts, storms, and fire…
Second book: Self
Ren’i and Hawk may have survived an exhausting and dangerous scouting mission on enemy soil, but the final conflict between the empire and the Liqarian Federation now seems unavoidable. War draws nearer, tensions run high, and Ren’i and Hawk’s growing feelings for each other only serve to complicate matters: ancient magic may have bound their souls together, yet the crown prince is not free to choose his own spouse, least of all someone of mortal heritage. Wheels of destiny and empire alike continue to turn, threatening to expose long-buried secrets.
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