Main Character Teases

Get a glimpse of the point-of-view characters in 'Storm'


I hope you find them intriguing even if they are not all likeable! Complex, flawed characters are what drives the novel. What's your favourite motivation?

What happens when you fall from the sky and have to find your feet? Sylve has no memories, no conscience and a voice that may be the key to winning a war.


Married to her work, Tyril is doing a solid job as Captain of the King’s Army but an encounter with the mysterious Chadarrasch is about to undermine the foundations of the very land she stands to protect.


Gerna has scores to settle. She’d rather live a peaceful life with a good man, given the choice, but we don’t always get to choose. And pasts come back to haunt us. Sometimes literally.


Crag’s illness turned out not to be so fatal after all. His daughter replaced him as head of the army but, now civil war is brewing, the king and queen want him back. What will he do with the mute young woman he found in the forest? Some responsibilities won’t be left behind.


If only he were as good with words as he is with a sword. No-one gives Westorr the respect that he deserves. The men he commands are killers, brutes and bastards but he is so much more. And when he gets the opportunity to spread his wings, he will show them all.


A bard, a messenger, a spy. And so many more roles Bealian would rather not take on if he could just help himself. But Belaka is a hotbed of political problems and Bealian has a compulsion to get things done. Can he live with the consequences?


A mercenary was the last thing Griff thought he would ever become. Serving Westorr as his aide is his life now and he’d better not disappoint him like he did his father. He wouldn’t survive it. So the mercenary leader had better not find out the truth.


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