As of today, my new gaslamp fantasy book begins releasing weekly episodes! Corrupted Magic picks up right from where Grimoire Society of Dark Acts left off, so if you haven’t finished that one yet, make sure you finish it on either Kindle Vella or Patreon. I have contextual clues as to what happened in book 1, but this is a series in the traditional sense and is meant to be read in order.
What’s Corrupted Magic all about? Here’s the blurb:
Grimoire Society of Dark Acts’s hard-won defeat of the brutal Harpe brothers should have been a relief… But through a forced double blood-binding, Gertrude disappears right in front of their eyes. The Ruin Rats, a vicious magical street gang, is out for Dark Acts’s blood. Knox calls on the deadly gang from his past for help, but is the physical cost too high to pay? As if that’s not enough, a new corrupt form of magic is throwing the entire magical universe off balance.
Still want to know more? How about an excerpt! Here’s the beginning of Episode 1, “Gone Without A Trace”.
Gertrude sat at the dining room table, tightly gripping her stomach where her dagger wound had been—the one Jack from Grimoire Assassins had given her in the Harpe brothers’ deadly magical realm.
Humphrey gave Gertrude’s shoulder a squeeze, kneeling beside her chair. He tapped his other hand on his knee in impatience as they waited for Anne to return with the entrapment potion that held her attachment rune stone. They needed to use it to keep Gertrude tied to Anne or the Dark Acts house—anything to keep her here, really. Anne couldn’t move fast enough for Humphrey’s taste.
“Is it getting worse?” Finnegan asked Gertrude from his seat next to her.
She breathed deeply through her nose and exhaled through puckered lips that exaggerated the minor wrinkles around them, nodding in a short burst.
All Humphrey could do was wring his hands. He moved quickly to the door and shouted out into the hallway, “Hurry, Anne!”
Gertrude gasped and Humphrey spun around to look at her. She stood, as did Finnegan beside her, her form wavering in and out of existence, becoming almost transparent before returning to normal.
“Anne!” Finnegan barked, holding on to Gertrude’s arm. Humphrey hoped his grasp could be her anchor.
“I can hear him,” Gertrude said, looking off as if listening. In a hurry, she continued, “His incantation…he’s going to keep me…” Her words faded away as she did, half here and half gone, her lips still moving. Finnegan gripping her right arm tighter, she reached out to Humphrey with her left as if he could do something. “Don’t let him—” She disappeared completely. Finnegan’s hands flew together where her arm had been just a second ago, nothing left for him to hold. He stared down at them in disbelief, his mouth open in surprise.
“I’ve got it!” Anne said, running into the room. She stopped dead when she saw no Gertrude, her blue eyes assessing the room quickly. “Where is she?”
“Just…gone,” Humphrey said softly.