Two breathtaking, sword-wielding champions. One wild portal. A destiny forged in heat.
Watching my two stunning, star fencers slash their way to the national championship should have been the peak of my life. The crowd roaring, their names echoing—it was perfect.
Then the sky tore open.
One second, I'm celebrating. The next, we're dragged into Aethelgard: a magic-rotted hellscape where a dragon thought my car was a chew toy, and a beautiful, maddening elf decided I'm the prophesied savior meant to cleanse her dying world.
Now, I have to survive alongside the three women holding my fate in their hands:
Zara: My fire-blooded, intense saber champion.
Cassie: My disciplined, terrifyingly perfect epee champion.
Mina: The brilliant elf mage hiding secrets that could burn us all to ash.
Tethered by a bond that defies logic, we’re forced into a tense, electric alliance. As we cross a blighted wasteland to claim the Blade of Omnith, the real danger isn't the ancient traps or the armies hunting us. It’s the burning, impossible intimacy flaring between us every time the swords stop clashing.
I’m done being just a college student. To keep them alive, I have to become a Warlord. And I’m about to show this dying world exactly what that means.
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If you like your fantasy with high stakes, slow-burn tension, and a protagonist who is wildly out of his depth (but kinda crushing it), then the portal to Aethelgard is open. Are you ready to step through?
Genre: Fantasy
Watching my two stunning, star fencers slash their way to the national championship should have been the peak of my life. The crowd roaring, their names echoing—it was perfect.
Then the sky tore open.
One second, I'm celebrating. The next, we're dragged into Aethelgard: a magic-rotted hellscape where a dragon thought my car was a chew toy, and a beautiful, maddening elf decided I'm the prophesied savior meant to cleanse her dying world.
Now, I have to survive alongside the three women holding my fate in their hands:
Zara: My fire-blooded, intense saber champion.
Cassie: My disciplined, terrifyingly perfect epee champion.
Mina: The brilliant elf mage hiding secrets that could burn us all to ash.
Tethered by a bond that defies logic, we’re forced into a tense, electric alliance. As we cross a blighted wasteland to claim the Blade of Omnith, the real danger isn't the ancient traps or the armies hunting us. It’s the burning, impossible intimacy flaring between us every time the swords stop clashing.
I’m done being just a college student. To keep them alive, I have to become a Warlord. And I’m about to show this dying world exactly what that means.
***
If you like your fantasy with high stakes, slow-burn tension, and a protagonist who is wildly out of his depth (but kinda crushing it), then the portal to Aethelgard is open. Are you ready to step through?
Genre: Fantasy
Used availability for R G Fewing's The Warlord's Blade