Month: June 2026

“The Gray Kings” Now Available

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At long last, the latest installment of the Graylands saga is out.

Great things demand the worst horrors …

Cover for "The Gray Kings" by M. Walsh depicting a severe snow-storm with mountains in the hazy distance. There is a lone, shadowy figure/entity with glowing yellow eyes in the blizzard. Art by M. Walsh

Graylands is where people go when they don’t want to be found.
Since its discovery, the country has settled into a loose collection of territories for the unwanted and unmoored to disappear or begin anew. A frontier with neither king, nor ruler. But there are some who seek to dominate and turn the land into a new, whole kingdom.
When that happens, war inevitably follows.

After his ordeal with Bane’s Gauntlet, Lock Synclaire searches for his missing sister Cassie. His journey will take him from the ruined city of Seba to the very center of Graylands where he’ll become embroiled in the war for control of the country. And, perhaps, a greater destiny as well.
Meanwhile, former Chosen One and fallen princess Katrina Lamont is on her own quest for revenge. To find the closure she seeks, she will have to traverse a ravaged land and survive threats both mortal and immortal. But first, she’ll need the help of the outlaw Krutch Leeroy.

As the chaos spreads, all hope rests in the hands of a demon.
By chance—or plain bad luck—Lily Blackthorn finds herself in possession of a mysterious relic that may decide the country’s fate. Hunted by assassins and enemies, she must risk her life and more to deliver the sacred weapon…even as it slowly kills her.

With war brewing, and ancient foes rising to destroy everything, the rogues of Graylands just might have to act to preserve their home.

Ebook edition can be found through these various links HERE as well as itch.io for $7.99
Paperback is available on Amazon only for $19.95

Hope you enjoy!

“The Gray Kings” Excerpt: Lock

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One last preview for THE GRAY KINGS

Here, we check in on Lock Synclaire as he juggles bandits along with unresolved anger from his prior experiences in Graylands….

There was a time when the thought of slaying another, even in defense, made Lock Synclaire sick to his stomach. Although he learned to use it, and never ruled out the possibility he might need to, the idea of striking another down with his sword seemed a far-off and foreign concept left to daydreams and imagination. The first time he did wind up killing someone—a thief who charged at his brother with a knife—the act haunted him for weeks after.

Those days seemed a long time ago now as he blocked an attack from the red-cloaked bandit. Steel clashed against steel with a ring that sounded even louder amidst the snow-covered courtyard. He got a good look at his foe’s chapped face before countering with a slash to the midsection. The bandit’s eyes bulged when the blade cut open his belly, and he let out a surprised gurgle as he crumbled to the ground.

Lock wasted no time or thought for his fallen opponent and pressed on. They called themselves the Crimson Raven—denoted by their red cloaks—and had been marauding since the end of summer. They started further north but were making their way south, concentrating on smaller villages the local militias wouldn’t bother defending. Lock and his companions were on their way back to Aster, and he was unwilling to let innocent people be victimized.

He’d seen enough of that already.

“Lockhart!”

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