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New Agendas and Updates

Greetings, dear followers and supporters!

I’m happy to announce that editing for Volume 4 is underway, and it shouldn’t be long before it is published!  The first arc of my series, the “Soror and Frater” arc, is finally finished.  And have no fear; it is the first arc of many.  The world of The Golden  Lands is about to get a little bit bigger, more mysterious, and more magical.  There’s a lot to look forward to, coming into the next arc.  But as for now, this is the “end of Season 1”, to speak in TV-show terms.

That being said, allow me to give you some clear, concrete updates and agendas that I hope to stick to:

  • Like most TV-shows, there will be a decent gap in between the end of Season 1 and the premiere of Season 2.  So after the end of Volume 4, there will be a longer wait than usual until Volume 5 comes out.
  • I don’t plan to use that extra time idly.  Rather, I intend to redo my “Soul Bleeder” series.   If you haven’t already noticed, the page that was entitled “Soul Bleeder” now reads “Soul Bleeder: The “Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.” of The Golden Lands”
  • What does that mean?  Well, first of all, for those who are unaware of what “Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.” (AOS) is, it is a TV-show set in the world of the Marvel superheroes (like the Avengers).  AOS is pretty much the story of everything that’s going on behind the scenes of the Avengers; you learn about certain characters or villains that will appear in the movies before the movies even come out.  It builds a lot of excitement, and gives you a more in-depth experience of the Marvel universe.  The important thing for you to know is that, like “Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.”, Soul Bleeder will be a story about everything going on behind the scenes of The Golden Lands, and everything will tie in (most likely around Volume 8).
  • This will require a lot of work though.  Thus, I feel like I need a bit of a break to make this all work–tying Soul Bleeder in with The Golden Lands.
  • There’s not much else for me to say!  Please consider supporting my series.  Self publishing is very hard and I need all the help I can get!  A rebblog, a review, anything will help, and it doesn’t have to be difficult!  If you like The Golden Lands, please tell the people that you can!
  • Volume 1 is still free as an eBook!  If you haven’t already grab a copy!  People have lots of good things to say about Volume 1, so I know you’ll enjoy it: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/535151

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Thanks again for being such awesome followers 😉




Another Book Ready to be Published!

Copyright 2015 Clare Sceski
Copyright 2015 Clare Sceski

It’s that time again 😀  The only left for me to do is press the “publish” button, and Volume 3 will officially be published at Smashwords!!!

Click here to read a post to discover what Volume 3 is all about!

Sure, it’ll take some time before it is distributed to other retailers, but in the meantime, I’m just relieved that I’ve finally gotten to this point.  That it’s finally time to publish yet again.  Make no mistake, publishing three books–whether you’re self publishing or not–is a tough thing to do.  And Volume 3, I must admit, has probably been harder to publish than Volume 2…for multiple reasons like formatting, editing, and polishing things off.  In short, completing this manuscript has been somewhat difficult.  But I’m glad that it’s finished and that I finally get to share it with you.

And, just so you know:


I believe that the occasion deserves a bit of celebration, and that includes a super nice discount for all of you faithful followers!

Thanks again for making this possible!

Praise God 😉


99 Copies

Hey all!  So I’ve officially had 99 people buy or download a volume of The Golden Lands.  Which means, obviously, that I’m one copy away from having reached 100!

Wanna’ be that person to help me hit a landmark?

Here’s an overview of Volume 1 and a few places you can get it (for free, too!).


The Golden Lands, one of the three worlds of Terra, is supposed to be a place of peace, light, and happiness. But the Golden Lands hasn’t exactly been such a place for John Hedekira, a jaded, hot-headed teenager. His parents disappear when he is thirteen, and he’s left to look after his younger sister and brother. One evening, John decides that he has had it with the distant, self-pitiful dispositions of his siblings, and resolves to shut them out of his life for good…or so he thinks. That same evening, a band of warriors of a dark race invade his home, kidnapping John’s siblings…and leaving him to bleed out on the floor of his own house. But John is not undone so easily. Compelled by his own hatred of the warriors that left him to die, and a sense of duty towards his siblings, John sets out on a quest for vengeance. Joining him is Faith Pinck, a caring, innocent girl who doesn’t yet understand the true motives behind John’s desire to track the evil band of warriors. And in the midst of their adventures as they journey to rescue John’s siblings, they begin to uncover a deeper, darker plot that will endeavor to collide the world of humanity with the world of an unholy, malicious, supernatural being.


At Smashwords.com (free eBook download, available in multiple formats)

At Barnesandnoble.com (free eBook download as a Nook Book, or as a paperback [$5.99])

At iBooks (I think it’s either free or $2.99 here)

As a Kindle Version (99 cents)

At Amazon (paperback $5.99)

Thanks so much for all of your support.  It’s hard to be a self published author; it takes lots of time, lots of thinking, and lots of willpower.  Sometimes, we fall into lacking willpower.  Few things can better inspire me to keep on persevering than your support!  So thanks again.

Stay awesome.




Sorry I haven’t posted in so long everyone!  I’ve been pretty busy working on polishing off Volume 3 and writing Volume 4.  Also, because I always put the cover of the next book into the current book, my sister and I have been drawing the cover for Volume 4…which, by the way, is definitely going to be the most amazing cover yet!

Here’s an overview of Volume 3!

Copyright 2015 Clare Sceski
Copyright 2015 Clare Sceski


A name is being whispered throughout the northern region of the Golden Lands.  And wherever it is whispered, death quickly follows.  “Hedekira” is the only word voiced by the strange “ghost” who appears at random, causing chaos wherever he strikes.  Neither John Hedekira nor his friends know why the ghost is after John…nor that they are going to be in the fight of their lives if they’re caught.


NOTE: Karr is not the Ghost of Hedekira

I dislodge my sword and stand, groaning again.  “You know this guy?” I ask Faith.

“Karr?” she says to the bandit.

The thief removes his mask, still keeping his eyes on Faith.  “Yeah,” he affirms, revealing his face.

My gaze switches from Faith to Karr, who are still regarding each other with a look of confusion.  This is an awkward moment.  “Uh, so how do you know each other?” I ask.

“John,” Faith says, eyeing the bandit suspiciously, “this is my brother, Karr.”

Understanding floods my mind for a moment, but then I’m confused too.  Faith told me she has two older brothers, but she said they both got married and were living as farmers like their parents.  I get why Faith is surprised.  “What are you doing here?” Karr asks.

“What are you doing here?” questions Faith.

Karr frowns with annoyance, as if he’s disappointed with her reply.

“I’m helping my friend rescue his little siblings from a band of Evil,” Faith declares.  Then she asks again, “So why are you here?”

Karr grimaces, lowering his gaze, when a female thief speaks from the roof above us, “Sir, we’ve acquired our projected spoils.  Do you want us to clear out?”

“Yeah,” Karr says.

“Would you like to take prisoners?” the woman inquires.

Karr’s eyes alight on me and Faith.  “Just two,” he says flatly.

Bernard comes running up to us from my right.  “Faith, are you okay?” he says.

“Make that three,” Karr recants.  The woman nods and then flits away.

“Karr, what do you mean?” Faith exclaims.

Karr turns and walks away slowly.  Five bandits drop from the roofs around us and replace him, and one of them warns, “Don’t resist.”

Bernard and I exchange a glance.  We don’t know if we can take them, and we don’t know if we want to.  We drop our weapons and raise our hands.  Then the thieves come forward, and they bind our hands.  I don’t know if this is a good idea.  I don’t exactly trust Faith’s brother.  I mean, he was just pillaging a village.  And now he’s leaving it in ruins.  “What’s going on, Faith?” I murmur to my friend.

“I don’t know,” she replies stiffly.  But her demeanor says it all.  She’s going to get to the bottom of this.

I hope you guys are excited!  Volume 3, I’ve been told, has the best, most well-choreographed fight scenes in the whole series so far!!!

Your Author,


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Special Sale on Volume 2!



(Smashwords, Nook, and iTunes versions only [and it might take a few hours for the price to change at Barnes and Noble])

Want a preview?  Okay!  I’m just going to assume that you do because no good salesman waits for a reply 🙂

And you know that you do.


Copyright 2015 Clare Sceski
Copyright 2015 Clare Sceski


John and Faith now know the plot of the Evil that kidnapped Soror and Frater, John’s little sister and brother; they, along with a host of other humans, are to be sacrificed to the ominous god of death. Meanwhile, Faith is realizing the true, dark nature of John’s desire to hunt the Evil. Can she stop him before his thirst for vengeance consumes him…or will it consume her instead?



I step behind my tree and run.  As I do, I see an arrow whiz over my head, and my heart jumps.  “That was close,” I think, swallowing.  Ahead of me, I see a tree with big roots next to a little ditch, and preceding it is about twenty feet of open forest.  Perfect!  I can bunker down behind the tree, and the Evil will have to come out into the open to get me.  For a moment, I feel a glimmer of hope.

Then an arrow zips right past me, the same height as my heart, and it hits the tree I’m heading for.  I jump behind the tree, landing on my knees, and I stab four arrows into the side of the ditch as fast as I can.  Then I look up, searching for the beasts, but mainly for him.

I see him.  I immediately look away and load an arrow, shooting one Evil down as he enters the clearing, and then another.  The other beasts shuffle behind trees, and once again I glance at the archer.  I grunt with alarm, and fling myself to the side in the direction of my tree.  As if time suddenly slows, I watch the archer’s missile fly through my hair as I dodge.  When I’m successfully being covered by the wood, I reach to my left and grab the two arrows stuck in the ground and rise.  I’m breathing more heavily than I should be, and my mind is too frantic to devise a plan.  I hear the Evil rushing this way from behind their cover.  I nock and arrow and peek out from behind my tree, and I fire.  I can’t seem to focus; I’m too afraid—too jumpy.  The projectile only hits my target in the thigh.  Why is what I saw bothering me so much, when I glanced at the archer?

He was smiling.

My pursuers are growing too close.  I rise and run.  Now I know why I’m so afraid; why this archer petrifies me.  It’s his confidence; he and all these beasts.  They don’t fear me.  They know they can kill me.  It’s their own certainty that makes me lose mine.

The ground dips in front of me, and I see that I’m approaching a large gully, a giant, empty bowl in the forest.  I reason as I dart forward that if I go into the gully, the Evil will have a hard time approaching me.  I hop onto my butt as I reach the edge of the gully and slide down to the center, careful not to stab myself with the arrow I’m carrying.  I get to my feet and turn to face my enemies, fitting the arrow in my hand to my bowstring.  I look up and see that one Evil is already descending the gully.  I aim and shoot, killing the monster with a chest-shot.  I release a breath of confidence as I reload, and I shoot another Evil in the stomach as he arrives at the top of the ravine.  “Okay,” I think as I reach back into my quiver for another arrow, “maybe I can do this!”

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Going Once…Going TWICE…

Copyright 2015 Clare Sceski
Copyright 2015 Clare Sceski

The sale still continues!  The first volume of my series is still free as an eBook at Smashwords.com or in the iTunes store.  My book is incredibly easy to buy (if you want to call it buying).  This “super-ultra-mega” sale is all in anticipation of me releasing Volume 2 (which, as of now, is ready).  I guess you could say I’m giving you some time to catch up for free before the next volume comes out.

Just in case you forgot or didn’t know, here’s the plot of The Golden Lands, Volume 1: Shadows in the Sunlight


Left for dead by a band of strange, dark warriors, John Hedekira sets out on a quest to get revenge and to rescue his siblings from the hands of his attackers. Joining him is the kind, innocent Faith Pinck, and together they must stop the evil warriors before they can complete their mission: a dark plot to collide humanity with the world of an unholy, supernatural being.


You’ve got nothing to lose!  Enjoy the story 🙂


Soul Bleeder, Chapter 7: Pale Blue Shadows

Copyright 2015 Clare Sceski
Copyright 2015 Clare Sceski


“Are you okay?” Elizabeth exclaims as I approach Josh and her.  She hurries forward to help steady me.  My blood coats my shoulder and runs down my arm and side.

“I’m all right,” I say, removing my weight off of her and standing erect.   I notice Josh regarding me, dumbfounded.

“You killed that thing?” he asks, his surprise and awe evident.

“Yes,” I reply, sitting down with my back to a boulder, “he’s dead.”

“Is there anything we can do to help you?” Elizabeth asks, glancing at my shoulder.

“That would be wonderful,” I say, genuinely thankful.

While Elizabeth and Josh bandage my shoulder, I breathe slowly, focused and determined.  To them, it would appear as if I’m only trying to stay calm, as if I’m patiently registering my pain.  Yet, staring ahead at the ground, my thoughts wander elsewhere.  The weight of fate is bearing down heavily on me.  Something evil and unearthly is knocking at the door.  Everything changed so suddenly; the shift in the air, the shade of the light, the silent and yet bizarrely loud groan and watchfulness of the world around us.  The couple senses nothing.

But I do.

This is the part where things get tricky.  Where the souls of the Passageway need to come through.  When they need to grow.  When they need to become who they need to be.  Or be killed.  And die.  And become Evil themselves.

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We keep on heading through the forest of pointed boulders.  The vegetation begins to appear slowly.  First, a few clumps of grass, then a few weeds.  Then a bush, sparse, dry and bleak.  Then a tree, tall and strong, and yet still, like the bush, withered and lacking in life and radiance.  Then everything slowly becomes combined.  We are nearing the forest.  I feel as if I can already hear it hissing, moaning, croaking, creeping.  We come to the tip of a slope that declines downwards, granting us a view of what we are approaching.

The forest below immediately changes the otherwise pleasant countenance of this region of the Passageway.  Dark, shadowy, bizarre, unearthly, fumes rising from this section, animals croaking from that section—Josh and Elizabeth both shift uneasily.  They don’t want to ask, because they fear that they already know the answer; but yes, we are going into the forest.  Not just because it’s the only way to reach the end of the Passageway, but because Josh and Elizabeth need to face whatever lies within the trees.

The Passageway is a reflection of reality.  Reality is a dark, twisted thing.

We come to a halt at the edge of the forest, the trees thick, knotted and stretching out their boughs like bony hands.  The depths of the forest are drenched in shadow, and they seem to twist and turn as you stare at them.  “What’s in there?” Josh asks.

“Nothing we can’t handle,” I reply.  My words seem to calm them.  But I don’t think they understand that I just said, “we”.

We go a little ways into the forest.  Initially, the couple clings closely to me.  The darkness, combined with the eerie noises, give the forest an intimidating, unearthly impression.  But gradually, both Josh and Elizabeth grow more relaxed, and they walk steadily along, following where I lead them.  We have to stop eventually, as I grow weary, and I’d prefer to stay closer to the edge of the woods for the night.

We don’t make a fire.  Not that we necessarily could.  The shadows grow deeper, and the forest silent.  I peer into the forest, my eyes flicking back and forth in each direction, waiting and watching.  Things won’t remain so calm forever.  The light overhead scarcely breaks through the opaque ceiling of tree branches, and what light does fall through is pale, eerie, and possessed of a strange, bluish tint.

Josh and Elizabeth are beginning to grow tired.  I see their eye-lids drooping, though they try to stay awake.  I wish this didn’t have to happen in the night.  But it is.  It’s coming.  But I’m growing frustrated; they’re being so patient, so careful, I’m tempted to provoke them.

I decide, rather, to see them.  I slowly raise my head and turn halfway in the direction that I feel their presence.  Though it’s barely perceptible, my eyes burn brighter with charis.  And I see them.  Right before they attack.

Tree wraiths.

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