War of Whispers Series

Areall crept toward the parchment as if an evil spirit possessed it. “Its beauty is its deception,” she whispered. “Burn it, child. Destroy it or you will curse us. The Cauldron will know. The Cauldron will see. They will come.” Elabea calmly lifted the parchment from the coals, where it had refused to burn. “How can something so beautiful be evil?” The Dark War is over. Betrayal, defeat and death forever accompany any mention of the battlefield known as Min Brock. The shining kingdom of Claire is no more. Any hint of rebellion is supressed by the constant drone that echoes throughout the land. The Oracles of the Council of Ebon, the dark lords who feed the perpetual flames of the Cauldron, forbid even mentioning the name of the Only, the King of Claire, on pain of death. Yet in the night... a whisper comes to Elabea, a girl of 14 summers, who hears and dares to believe there might be more to life than the drone. Accompanied by her lifelong friend, Galadin, Elabea embarks on a dangerous journey to become one of the most powerful creatures in the land - a storyteller. Along the way she must learn to discern the true whisper of Claire from the counterfeit whisper of Ebon. One might lead her to restore light and life to a world ruled by darkness. The other leads to certain death. The War of Whispers has begun.

The Council of Ebon encircle the Cauldron, their grotesque features shrouded in shadows. With voices like ice shards scraping against stone, they disclosed their dark prophesy. Mothers, guard babes; Fathers, draw steel, Thunder approaches, soon blood on the fields. Tempest of war, so black and so vile, Spreads o’er Allsbruth; lament suckling child. War between the dark nation of Ebon and rebel forces is imminent. The armies of Ebon are vast, well trained and accustomed to victory. The hopes of Allsbruth rests on the untried skills of a young storyteller, Elabea, the courage of a warrior named Romlin and an alliance with nations whose existence is little better than myth. The Martyr’s Moon rises. The blood of a storyteller is spilled. Hope vanishes. Yet in night, the King of Claire whispers.

Lina Baklanova doesn’t belong, isn’t wanted or valued. What else is she supposed to think? Dumped by a serious boyfriend. Falsely accused on her job. Her family isn’t really her family. To top it off, she receives a life-altering medical diagnosis. Oblivious to the ferocious spiritual battle she is engaged in, she has no idea that demonic angels of Rejection and Abandonment have been whispering in her family’s ears for generations, or that their toxic echoes have now become part of her DNA. Two guardian angels, Lieutenants Milo and Vlad, have been assigned to lead her into her kingdom destiny, but first they must war against the lies that are determined to keep Lina bound in chains. They breathe the Word of God into her mind, breaking through veils of darkness. With heaven’s light, they bring understanding that thoughts of rejection and abandonment may be an inheritance from past generations impacting her health. To experience true freedom and victory, Lina must agree with heaven and break the demonic assignment over her and future generations, but can she?

War of Whispers is a compelling, modern story that reveals keen insight into the connection between spiritual warfare and our secret thoughts. Kat Kerrigan, successful TV anchor, wife and mother is desperate to find healing for her chronically-ill daughter and for herself. In the midst of the struggle, anger, resentment and unforgiveness fill her heart and mind. Meanwhile, two guardian angels try to alert Kat to the demonic whispers she believes are her own thoughts. When she stumbles upon the importance of forgiveness and its direct connection to healing, a shift occurs. The physical world clashes with the spiritual. War rages as good and evil battle for Kat’s thinking. Who she listens to, who she agrees with will determine her future and her health.

The furnaces of Ebon burn day and night, melting ores for weapons. Throughout the land, bonfires are lit as Ebonites pay homage to the Cauldron’s Dark Flame. The land’s midnight sky glows like sunrise. Ebon prepares for war as myths and legends from ages past take on flesh and walk the land. The Worms of Bal Malin soar the skies, the ancient fortress of Min Brock rises from the ashes, Storytellers from Claire weave tales of power – and now two mighty warriors arise, both claiming the dread title of Gor King. A clash of kings is inevitable, and only one can emerge victorious. “In mad times such as these,” Lassiter offered with one last look at the ridgeline, “sometimes the sane thing to do is be mad yourself.” Mälque risked a quick glance as they rolled past the corpse of his brother. “Ain’t nothin’ but dyin’ out here today.” In a softer voice, as if offering a prayer or reciting a prophecy of his own demise, he added: “Nothin’ but dyin’ everywhere you look.” Yet when all hope is lost, a whisper comes. The War of Whispers rages.