|Credits: Sole author
Cover art by Aleksi Briclot.
Notes: The first of a new line of Magic: The Gathering novels.
You do not need to be familiar with the settings of the Magic: The Gathering game to enjoy this book. Agents of Artifice was deliberately written to be accessible and to appeal to newcomers and Magic fans alike.
It is the dawn of a new age in the Multiverse. The balance of power is shifting and Agents of Artifice brings readers to the heart of a planeswalker struggle…
In Agents of Artifice, Ari Marmell reimagines planeswalkers, taking fans deeper than ever into the lives of the Multiverse’s most powerful beings: Jace Beleren(TM), the prodigal son, a powerful telepath whose choices now will forever determine his path as a mage; Liliana Vess(TM), a temptress whose beauty belies a dark secret and even darker associations; and Tezzeret(TM), leader of an interplanar consortium whose quest for knowledge may be undone by his lust for power.
Follow these characters in their quests for knowledge and power. Will Jace’s choices lead him astray of the right path? Will Liliana’s past finally catch up with her? Will Tezzeret allow hubris to obscure his vision?
|Credits: Sole author
Notes: Black Crusade was originally written to be one of the first of the Ravenloft: Dominion line of novels from Wizards of the Coast. “Ravenloft” is the name of a gothic horror/fantasy setting. Although Ravenloft was created for the Dungeons and Dragons game, the Dominion line was meant to give it a new flavor–specifically, rather than drawing characters and domains from various D&D worlds, it would draw them from various periods of real-world history. In the case of Black Crusade, that period was the First Crusade.
Alas, Black Crusade was pushed back on the schedule for marketing reasons, and thus became a victim when the line was canceled. The novel was done, however, and Wizards decided to make it available in electronic format. It was initially released chapter-by-chapter as a weekly serial, but it’s now available in completed form. While I’m disappointed that it won’t see print, I’m delighted that you folks are able to see it in some form.
The book is, perhaps, a tad more raw than I’d like–I’ve learned a lot in writing my subsequent novels, such as The Conqueror’s Shadow and Agents of Artifice, and I’d probably do things a little differently on Black Crusade if I had to go back and do it again. But I’m still quite proud of it, overall, and I hope you all enjoy reading it.
|Credits: Sole author.
Cover art by Lucas Graciano.
Sample: Download the prologue and first chapter–about 74-pages worth of text–absolutely free: Click here!
Notes: Described by my previous agent as “The Lord of the Rings meets Inglorious Basterds,” The Goblin Corps postulates a traditional epic fantasy of good vs. evil–and then follows the villains, rather than the so-called heroes. Both darker in some ways, and more humorous in others, than my previously published works, The Goblin Corps is a heavily sarcastic, brutally bloody, and exceedingly foulmouthed romp in the footsteps of evil’s minions.
Morthûl, the dreaded Charnel King, has failed.
Centuries of plotting from the heart of the Iron Keep, deep within the dark lands of Kirol Syrreth—all for naught. Foiled at the last by the bumbling efforts of a laughable band of so-called heroes, brainless and over-muscled cretins without sense enough to recognize a hopeless cause when they take it on. Machinations developed over generations, schemes intended to deliver the world into the Dark Lord’s hands, now devastated beyond salvation. But the so-called forces of Light have paid for their meddling with the life of Princess Amalia, the only child of the royal family of Shauntille.
Now, as winter solidifies its icy grip on the passes of the Brimstone Mountains, disturbing news has reached the court of Morthûl. King Dororam, enraged by the murder of his only child—and accompanied by that same group of delusional upstart “heroes”—is assembling all the Allied Kingdoms, fielding an army unlike any seen before. The armies of Kirol Syrreth muster to meet the attack that is sure to come as soon as the snows have melted from the mountain paths, but their numbers are sorely depleted. Still, after uncounted centuries of survival, the Dark Lord isn’t about to go down without a fight, particularly in battle against a mortal! No, the Charnel King still has a few tricks up his putrid and tattered sleeves, and the only thing that can defeat him now…
May just be the inhuman soldiers on whom he’s pinned his last hopes.
Welcome to the Goblin Corps. May the best man lose.
“I can’t remember the last time I so thoroughly enjoyed a thumping great-big-action fantasy novel. …a big, loud, stadium concert of a book. It is unashamed. It is exciting, funny, dramatic, emotional, and utterly readable. It takes fantasy stereotypes, shoves them in your face, and dares you not to be entertained by them. It’s just great fun to read and we all like fun, right?”–James Barclay, author of The Chronicles of the Raven
“Marmell has cleverly turned the bad guys into good guys without cleaning up a single drop of blood or amending anyone’s ill manners. The Goblin Corps serves up gore and guile with a side of amusement—a great read for anyone who’s ever wondered what the world looks like from the sinister side!”–Kevin Hearne, author of The Iron Druid Chronicles
|Credits: Sole author, minus a few editorial additions from the developer, Phil Boulle.
Notes: While the original version of this book is long out of print, it’s available used, but also as both a PDF and a print-on-demand paperback at DriveThruRPG.com. You can get it by clicking here.
The final novel for Vampire: The Masquerade (at least in its current incarnation), this is also my first published novel. My sincerest thanks to Phil for offering me the opportunity, and for his help in polishing the book to its current luster.
|Credits: Sole author.
Cover art by Galen Dara.
Strange New Words is a novel-length collection of my short fiction, including some reprints and some brand stories that have never before seen print! These include:
“The Cemetery Wyrm”: A childish fascination with the old, pitted monument was understandable, but not the ongoing obsession—or his certainty that the effigy was something more . . .
“The Purloined Ledger”: In the early days of the Great Depression, a PI who is far more than he appears must outwit a gangster whose efforts may have turned to sorcery.
“The Shaman’s Tale”: Why do the proud and warlike orcs serve always as the minions, never the master? The answer lies in the mists of the oldest orcish legends . . . A brand new story set in the world of The Goblin Corps!
“Railroad Spikes”: He thought the train was easy pickings, treasure ripe for the taking. He was very, very wrong. Saw meets The Great Train Robbery in a steampunk Wild West.
“The Rubies of Olun-Zeth”: In a brutal, vicious land ruled by brutal, vicious gods, Lathaan the Heretic knows that the promise of treasure is a promise rarely kept. But what if . . . ?
“Big Apple, Small Serpent”: Loosed from the confines of her tiny world, this little Egyptian cobra was never going back to her exhibit. She was free, and would remain so—no matter what it took.
“Reaver”: Was the evil in the ship that had grounded itself on Lincaster’s docks, or had it always festered in Lincaster itself? A full-length novelette.
“Twenty-One-Oh”: In a dystopian future of all-power corporations, missing a deadline on even a simple delivery can cost you a lot more than just your job . . .
“Tithe”: It is a theme common to the tales told every girl and boy of the fairy courts: Never trust a bargain made with the tricky and treacherous human race.
“Than to Serve in Heaven”: It was an offer even Lucifer couldn’t pass up. Still, through it all, he wondered, and the angels with him. Why would God put him in charge of Heaven?
“The Ogre’s Pride”: Unlike his bloodthirsty brethren, Davro the ogre just wanted to be left in peace. Still, some insults cannot be ignored, and some things are always worth fighting for.
“In Deepest Silence”: The USS San Jacinto should have been prepared for anything in the ocean’s depths—but you cannot prepare for what cannot exist!
“One Solitary Scale”: Only the sculptor himself knew he had traded his soul for his talent. Now he had found a way to break that bargain, but had he merely traded one Hell for another?