Tag Archives: dark fantasy

Research for historic characters.

Here is something I think people might enjoy. If a character is linked to a place, even by implication, it is needful to know extensive details about the aforesaid place to get a greater understanding of the character. Now did Merlin have a hand in the construction of Stonehenge? He was an enchanter by repute. Just how long did he live and was he human or not? Legends begin with some element of truth.

Oh, and the picture is my personal property taken on a visit over the pond. As I said, I believe in extensive research.

Look what is at #99c for just this weekend starting now until August 4th.


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Check out Grimbold books for a whole lot more wonderfull books for #99c on the Amazons just for the weekend starting now until the 4th inclusive. Don’t miss out. hyperurl.co/GrimboldBooks

Sequel to Darkspire Reaches.

I am getting asked when the next book is coming out quite a bit now. ‘Serpent of the Shangrove’, book 2 in the Darkspires series will be live sometime in the fall of this year. In the meantime, here is something and with it comes a disclaimer. This is the first chapter and it has not been through my editor yet so may well be subject to change. Like Darkspire Reaches, this is a dark fantasy with romance. Enjoy the pictures. They are all mine. I live very close to the Rocky Mountains.

Jasper Vacation2011 067 And to start off, here is a pretty trailer.

“Who let the half-breed in?” the cultured voice of a young female cut through the chatter. Her cruel words echoed to the ceiling in the vast mountain chamber.

Conversation trailed to an end. Faces at the long trencher table turned in one direction. All looked at Copper, his fork hanging, halfway to his mouth, frozen by those words. The celebration ended for him. Here he was at a feast for a hand-fasting, an invited guest and yet an outsider in this now festive main cavern. His friend, Strallen, newly joined to a lovely Drakken girl, sat red-faced with temper and yet said nothing.

Copper was grateful his parents were both absent, for this insult touched them closely. He didn’t think his mother would have let the moment pass, but he must for Strallen’s sake. He brought the lump of now cold meat to his mouth and chewed as if nothing had happened.

All the eyes switched to Rosella, an exquisite girl with long blonde curls sitting next to Lorien, the hand-fasted girl. Once, she had been his playmate before they had both matured.

She giggled, waving her hand in an artful little gesture. “Well, he is a half-breed. Why is he invited to such an occasion? It is not as if any of us would consider him for a mate.” She pulled her arm from Lorien’s sudden grip. “No, I will have my say. Copper is a nobody without pure blood. He has done nothing and he will never amount to anything.”

Strallen half-stood as he leaned over his new mate. “What do you suggest a person can do to change his standing in a world where we have no threats? How a person conducts themselves in company is more important than how pure their blood is. I am sure we will all remember this when you cast about for a mate, Rosilla.”

The girl’s rosy blush of temper paled to milk white. She pushed away from the table, marching towards the passage to the outside with a couple of her cronies in tow. Fitful conversation started amid nervous laughter. Eyes turned to Copper again.

He stood, bowing towards Lorien and Strallen with the intention of getting some fresh air himself. Two of the older Drakken males moved to block his path. The denial hurt more than the insult. How could they think he would go after that wretched girl? They did, so he turned to take a tunnel deeper into the heart of the aerie. His star sense kicked in, giving him private thoughts of the gathering and taking him off-guard. All the girls and most of them men felt the same. They didn’t mind his company as long as there was no chance of him joining their family. He decided right then that wherever he went was better than here.

A whir of wings, followed by a heavy thud on his shoulder pad announced the arrival of Kryling, the little firedrake. Trust that one to be lurking in the rafters. Now he couldn’t keep the ill-tidings from his parents. As fond as he was of Kryling, there was no denying the drake was a snitch.

“This is going to hurt mother. Can you at least keep it from her?”

Angry thoughts slammed into his mind. Kryling was in a fine fury and had every intention of telling Raven precisely who said what. The drake considered it would come best from him and not someone mean-spirited. Tendrils of sympathy began to seep from Kryling, along with a tail wrapped gently around Copper’s neck.

“Don’t worry about the girl. I wasn’t that interested in her,” Connor said, not a lie anymore as he found the thought of her made his guts churn in a sickly way. No, if he found a mate, it would be someone who cared for him as a person, not how pure his blood was.

Kryling sent pictures of hunting with an image of Copper in his wyvern form bringing back three bucks for the table and the girls crowding around.
Turning right at a junction, Coper headed for a lower exit, hoping he wouldn’t meet another Drakken on the way. “No, not everything revolves around who is the best hunter when it comes to getting mates.”

The drake puffed a smug smoke ring and countered with an image of his harem. Strangely, his mates seemed to glare in an angry fashion in this mind picture.
“Having a problem keeping peace amongst all those females?” Copper knew the little drake was trying to cheer him up, but this harem discord hadn’t been part of the plan.
Kryling snapped his wings shut and hissed.

Copper felt more like roaring and for that, he needed room to change to his other form. The back entrance offered a launch from a cliff side and at the same time triggered a faint memory of his first home on another world. He changed in free fall over an azure sea, exhilarated by the smooth shift in bones, muscles and tendons into something huge and very different. He cupped his wings and then a small thud hit him between his shoulder blades. Kryling was along for the ride wherever they were headed, a place far away from any Drakkens.


Thick blue mists rose off the shracken swamps as the first rosy light of dawn hit the water. Daybreak came welcome after a sleepless night outside, but he hadn’t wanted to be near others. Droplets of dew settled on the leather of his hide. He didn’t care as long as he was alone, and he aimed to keep it like that.

Launching from the ground, he flew high, working hard with his wings against the heavy air until he burst through the clouds. Far, far in the east, near a distant mountain range, a ring of light flamed and shimmered in the heavens, catching his interest. The middle of the ring showed up a stark black against the red of the dawn sky, like someone had burned a circle in the fabric and the night peeked through.

The sun was well risen by the time Copper settled on a high plateau after a long flight that had dried his wings of all moisture. Was this was the forbidden thing he was not to seek out if he ever saw it? None of the others of his contemporaries had seen the gate, if that is what it was, or he would have heard about it. What if he did something the others hadn’t? Would that make him acceptable as a Drakken? Now he missed Kryling as the little Drake had flown free soon after the outlands of the aerie passed underneath. Kryling knew what the gate looked like for sure, having flown through it as an adult.

While he would need his current form if he decided to go through the gate, he didn’t want the draconian tendencies to influence his judgment. Aside from that, his man-shape would be a lot harder to spot if the aerie noticed he had gone and sent out searchers. He drove the magic inward, and a second later a red mist enveloped his melting body. Bones changed; wings became absorbed; clothes regurgitated. A man wearing flying black leather gear now stood in place of the wyvern. A shudder of compression shook through him at the reduction in size, but then he threw it off to enjoy the sensations of a very different form.

Copper settled down amid the harsh tundra with his back against a sun-warmed rock, wondering why his sire and dam preferred this shape. He liked to fly, although he always reverted when he returned to the aerie, knowing his dam became irritated if he wore his wyvern shape in her cavern. She would be more than irritated with him if he followed through on this plan.

Long ago, in another world, he had a crèche mate. They shared the same hatching and then she was gone. Neither of his parents or any of the others from that time before would speak of what happened except to say the girl kit was dead. A part of him knew this for a lie. His star sense told him all believed they spoke the truth as they knew it, but underneath, in their secret thoughts, they believed she might have survived a little while in a hostile place.

Fourteen years of waiting for the star gate to return dimmed the memories of what happened until now. Anger surged through him again. Fourteen years was young for a man, but not for a Drakken. They called him a half-breed, and yet that was not quite true. His mother, Raven, was the half-breed, if not entirely, for she had magic of her own as well as that of the Drakkens. Her beast form, like his own, was massive. Fortunately, he had taken after his tall sire for his man shape, rather than Raven’s tiny frame.
A faint flash of silver caught his eye. He was too late to dive under a scrubby bush for cover. Kryling, zoomed into his position, chittering and grabbing at his tunic to pull him back in the direction of the aerie. Images of his mother blossomed in his mind from the drake. Kryling was doing his best to make Copper feel guilty enough to comply with wishes of family.

He almost started the change when he noticed something. The little drake wasn’t acting like he had just flown such a great distance, not looking the least tired. None of the other wyverns had appeared and they would have shown up by now if Kryling had caught a ride on one of their backs. The drake wasn’t here for him. Once again his star sense aided him. Kryling was running away from his squabbling mates and wanted the backing of a Drakken shoulder from which to state his case if they caught him. This was why he left the aerie with Connor the night before. Not out of solidarity, but out of the need to evade an angry confrontation of several irate females. He smiled, amused and then returned to his thoughts.

Out here, in the back of beyond, there were not firedrake colonies to report Kryling’s whereabouts. The empty lands stretched for miles as forest and plains, punctuated with a river, meandering as it gained distance from the mountain springs. This was a world lonely of higher species, so no habitations marred the land. Strange to find an inhabitable planet without an intelligent species and yet the Drakkens had done just that when they arrived through the star gate in the first wave. Not so with the previous shift, where two intelligent species were already present. Copper wondered if the ancestors of the fair Angressi folk had been the ones to travel to a new world or it if had been the dark-haired First Born tribe. With a name like that, he rather placed his guess on the tribes. How natural to name oneself in such a way to claim original ownership of a land where another was there before. Also, he knew the tribes to be migratory while the Angressi folk were territorial. Given the tribes had magical talent; it would make more sense for them to be the incomers. Although this raised the question of how land born creatures would get through a sky portal. They must have some way of making the gate lower to the ground, which further ruled out the Angressi, who possessed no magic.

Without the Drakkens, what had happened to the lost kit? Would the Angressi or the First Born kill such a one, helpless though she was? What was her name? Jazzler? Her fate bothered him. If he went through the gate he risked being trapped for years. No Drakkens now inhabited the other world. All hands would be turned against him. On the other hand, he had a few days to find a trace of the lost kit before the portal shut again. Do nothing, or know for sure? Maybe if he proved himself by a deed of courage he could gain acceptance. Rosella was right. He had done nothing, but he could alter that. Copper let the change come with his decision. Right or wrong, there was nothing for him here.

Words going out of fashion and usage.

Here is one I haven’t heard for years.
to think hard; ponder; meditate: to cogitate about a problem.
to think about; devise: to cogitate a scheme.

It slipped into my mind today as I was contemplating the books I have just read and that I now intend to review after a time spent cogitating them. It is a word that describes exactly the process being undergone. If there is a modern word that is better, then I cannot recollect it.

Why is it words go out of usage? Sometimes it is because of a grandeur of presence no longer needed in this world of the instant fix. Sometimes it is because of the word coming from a foreign language, such as legerdemain, a wonderful world conjuring up the impossible. Somehow it doesn’t sound the same with the modern translation of ‘slight of hand’.

Will I try to resurrect cogitate in one of my books? Nope. I leave that to those who write literary fiction. I have no intention of raising speed bumps in stories that have people catapulted out of the world I have worked really hard to bring alive because they need to find a darn dictionary. In the meantime, I will continue with my cogitation.DSCN0194Snow day May 29 2010 297

On the subject of bargains and scams.

I became aware today that someone is offering a free audiobook of  ‘Shadow Over Avalon’. It isn’t me or my publisher. There are no audiobooks of my works…yet. I will be first to shout out if that happens. If this offer were genuine, which it is not, then it would be theft, pure and simple. What it will do is give you a great dose of virus for you PC. I found this out when I went to look and bear in mind I have uber protection on my PC, which kicked in and informed me of the danger. I believe it was a trojan horse. Lovely.  Please bear in mind that no one gives away something for nothing, not even me. My promos are aimed at increasing sales on the next book.  See? Truth here.

Speaking of promos, I have two currently running.  ‘Shadow Over Avalon’ is currently 99c on all platforms for the ebook. Here is one. http://amzn.to/1R5BHet

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Another promo is going on in the UK at Amazon and is for the paperback version of Darkspire Reaches, so yes, the second book is coming soon.  Here s the link and the deal.

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FREE Delivery in the UK on orders with at least £10 of books.
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Please remember that unless it comes from me or from Kristell Ink/Grimbold Books it is not a genuine offer and you will certainly be either picking up all sorts of goodies you really didn’t want to acquire or even worse, you might be losing things you worked really hard to accumulate. Some of these hackers can burrow down into a person’s bank account. Whatever book you wish to buy/acquire, then get it only from a genuine platform such as Amazon, Barns and Nobel, Kobo, iTunes, or Smashwords. Google also has one, but my stuff isn’t on there.

Spooky short story on Amazon.

Forever and a Day is only available on Amazon and therefore in their Prime lending library. That means it is free to members, or it can be bought for 99c. Blurb is below. Go check out the trailer.Forever and a day

As a cancer takes root, so too do strange visions and a visitor who should not exit. Robin has a headstone in the churchyard. It says departed, but not dead. He says he has been in the hollow hills. Is this madness? The witching hour approaches with the coming of Samhain. What will it bring?

A seven minute interview with Jennifer Loiske

Today I have the privilege of featuring in a Jennifer Loiske interview. Go check it out and find out about my books and about me. Perhaps there are things you didn’t know.

I can haz pretties!

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Finally got my books. I have no idea what happened to the first box, sent before xmas, but these got here safe. If anyone would like to buy a signed copy off me, I have the first two books of the Shadow Series, Shadow Over Avalon and Sword of Shadows and the first book of the Wyvern series, Darkspire Reaches. I am shipping the first few off tomorrow.

If anyone would like all three books, I will include a postcard of Darkspire Reaches and Shadow Over Avalon.

Darksire Reaches, a different world.

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Here is where I envisaged the aerie of Darkspire Reaches. Actually, this is my own photo, taken at 5 a.m in the morning in the foothills of Mount Robson when the rising sun was melting off the mist from the peaks. If the picture looks familiar, then I use it for my banner. Anyhow, a place needs to be big and majestic to house the mighty Drakkens.

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And here is the same mountain later in the morning from a slightly different angle. What a difference a few hours can make.

This is a story of self -discovery as well as survival. When a world changes and the rules alter, what must a person do to keep one step ahead? How can they spot a traitor? Who do they trust? Here is what one reader thought about the story. See below.

5.0 out of 5 stars A wonderful Fantasy Experience,
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This review is from: Darkspire Reaches (Kindle Edition)
Darkspire Reaches by C.N. Lesley is a mixture of fantasy, self discovery, magic, and romance. Raven is no ordinary girl, however it takes quite a few chapters until her true potential is evident and her character builds from a low serving girl and healer into a magical creature, who causes a stir on her journey through kingdoms and tribal territories.

I enjoyed this book immensely and not just because of the compelling story. Raven, Margie, Connor, Captain Merrill, and the others, owe their character’s appeal to the author, who weaved their personalities with style and wonderful visual descriptions. It does not take long to immerse oneself into the world where these characters live, fight, survive, and love. it was also very apparent to me, that this was a book of exquisite fantasy. By that I mean a book, which captured my mind, and took me to another realm of existence. This is what fantasy is supposed to do, although not all books in this genre manage that with such aplomb.

I am hoping that there is something more to come? The book and story ended yet I find myself thinking that Raven and Connor’s journey is not entirely over and that maybe, just maybe we will hear from some of the other wonderful characters again, in another story.

The writing was as smooth and as clear as glass, as was the dialogue and speech patterns of the colourful array of characters.
I take my hat off to Ms Lesley, who did not take me out of her world for one second, but kept me there from beginning to end.