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The Ansakerr Trilogy

This YA urban fantasy trilogy will take you on a journey to a magical realm that tests the limits of time and bends the laws of physics while following a family of witches and their secrets across generations. It's filled with mythological creatures and an epic supernatural battle that will leave you guessing right up until the end. Think Harry Potter meets Charmed.

Ansakerr: Book 1

Book one of the Ansakerr series (The Missing Piece) is my current and largest fiction project to date. It's actually been a novel that I've been working on for over a decade. Since the time I started it, the plot has undergone many rewrites. However, several years ago, I landed on the right one and have been working with it ever since. I've been busy filling in missing subplots and further developing characters over the past year, and I hope to have a complete rough draft sometime this year. Many of the original scenes and places have been kept but tweaked, and I'm pleased with the results: a YA series with a unique plot and some uncommon twists. Readers of my other works know that I have a bit of a knack for writing unlikable characters that are still easy to identify with. The Ansakerr series is no different. But if you think you have the series figured out at the end of the first book, just wait. You're in for a game changer.


Elizabeth Jane Tate—Izzy for short—is an adventurous yet fairly solitary young woman beginning her sophomore year at a new college. With her best friend in another state and her academic rival close at her heels, Izzy is left to fend for herself in a strange town. Izzy's family doesn't offer much support, apart from her father, and her younger sister makes a habit of sticking her nose where it doesn't belong. Inexplicable events buzz around Izzy as she stumbles upon a life-altering secret of her dead grandmother, catapulting her into the center of a raging supernatural battle. Izzy is the last in a long line of powerful witches—but when one of the darkest creatures of the magical realm seeks control of an enchanted key that unlocks a world of immortality, Izzy is faced with an important decision. She must accept her new life and defeat the most feared immortal of her time or lose everyone she loves.


Excerpt from chapter 1, book one of the Ansakerr series

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As she turned the corner and approached the middle of the room where her grandmother's casket lay, she heard two women whispering to her left.

"Do you think she still has it?" the woman in a deep violet suit asked. Her beautiful, dark skin was perfectly accented with the makeup she wore on her face. She had dark her hair high up in a bun, her mouth formed in a straight, tight line.

"I heard she—she hid it just before she passed," the other sobbed, dabbing at her eyes.

"I'm warning you, Patricia. Pull yourself together," the first woman snapped.

"But she—she was on our side," the lady named Patricia mumbled. She hung her head and wrung her hands together as if she were a young child being scolded by her mother. Her green blouse and silky black skirt now had a few dark spots where tears had hit them.

"Don't be so sure," the woman in violet said. She then turned her head and stared at the young girl now in front of them who was peering at them from the corner of her eye. The woman gave the young girl a quizzical look, then shook her head. "I think it's time for us to go now, Patricia. Come."

And with that, the pair rose and walked down the center of the pews toward the back entrance, earning a few glances from those that they passed.