A few weeks back, I was talking about my plans for a new monthly publication called Legends of Lasniniar, where each issue contains a new novelette that takes place in the World of Lasniniar. Well, today I have released the first issue to subscribers.
If you haven’t subscribed yet, it’s not too late. If you sign up before the end of November, you will be directed to a link for a zip file of Volume 1, Issue 1 that includes mobi, ePub, and PDF formats. Otherwise, you will have to wait until it is released on Amazon, Smashwords, etc. on December 15th for $2.99.
An annual subscription to Legends of Lasniniar only costs $20, and will save you 44% over buying a year’s worth of issues individually. Subscribers also get a bonus 13th issue. To check out all the subscription perks and details or to sign up, click here.
Want to know more about the first issue? Here’s a blurb:
Legends of Lasniniar: Mum’s the Word
Adventuring isn’t always as glamorous as it sounds…
Iarion and Barlo are back together and on the road, this time on a straightforward journey from Melaquenya to Dwarvenhome. Lasniniar is at peace, and for once, they aren’t burdened by any life-threatening tasks. What could possibly go wrong?
This 10,000 word fantasy novelette adventure takes place between the prologue and first part of Storm Rider in the World of Lasniniar Series.
And here’s an excerpt:
“What’s that?” Iarion asked.
“Just a little something I made.” Barlo unwrapped a small cake. “I thought maybe I would surprise Narilga with it, but I wanted to test it out first to see what you thought.”
“You baked something?” Iarion gave the cake a dubious look.
“Yes, I baked something,” Barlo huffed. “Narilga’s birthday is coming up, and I wanted to give her something other than jewelry for once. You’ve got to keep the relationship fresh.”
“Fair enough. What’s in it?”
“Sugar, spices… You know, cake things.” Barlo shrugged. “There’s no meat in it, if that’s what you’re asking.”
Iarion gave him a level look. “Cake things.”
“Yes, cake things! Are you going to eat some or not?”
“Have you tried it yet?” Iarion cautiously broke off half the cake and placed it in his lap.
“No, I wanted to save it for when you tried it. I would have brought more, but this was the only one I didn’t burn.”
Iarion eyed the somewhat lumpy, orange mass on his lap. “I don’t know about this…”
“Come on, I worked really hard on it! We’ll try it together on three. Ready?” Barlo picked up his half and waited. Iarion reluctantly followed suit. “One, two, three!”
Barlo took an enthusiastic bite. Iarion visibly steeled himself and shoved his entire portion in his mouth. Barlo chewed slowly, trying to savor his creation. It was… strange. The outside was crispy, but the inside was mushy and a little damp. There were also a few chunks of ingredients he hadn’t mixed thoroughly enough. At first, it didn’t taste that bad, but the more he chewed, the worse it got. His mouth puckered and he gagged a little bit as the flavor became more rancid. He closed his eyes and forced himself to swallow before turning to face Iarion.
“Well, what do you think?”
Iarion was using the contents of his waterskin to force his portion down his throat. He grimaced, rinsing his mouth clean before speaking.
“I’ve never tasted anything quite like it.” His voice was a little hoarse. “It’s quite… full bodied. I think your recipe might need some work before you give one to Narilga.”
“You might be right,” Barlo said, nodding to himself. “I should try using less cave fungus next time…”
Iarion turned an interesting shade of green. “That might be it. I think I’ll lie down now.”
Want to learn more about issues 2 and 3?
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(The publication dates posted on Goodreads are when the issues will be released on Amazon, Smashwords, etc. Subscribers will receive their issues up to one month in advance.)
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