Synopsis

A Portalis, their saviour or doom?

Thrust into a world beyond her wildest imagination, Aria Torvel’s simple life abruptly shatters after learning she is a Portalis. The only one of her kind and gifted with an ancient portal magic, she has become the unwitting bridge between the Three Realms.

But now the doorways are open and, more importantly, exposed. Mages, elves, and prowling demons have become part of her new reality, and Aria has little choice but to traverse lands both beautiful and sinister in order to survive.

Accompanied by a plucky mage, a stuffy elven General, and her harried grandfather in tow, Aria’s task is to seal these magical doorways before the infamous Lord of Shadows can hunt her down.

Friends will reveal their true forms, enemies will seek to break her, and witches will emerge whose appetite for human flesh is a haunting reminder of the wrongs of the mortal world. With an impending war looming on the horizon, Aria must embrace her newfound power and unravel its obscure secrets or risk the encroaching darkness destroying all that she holds dear.

An enemies-to-lovers tale, this is the first installment from the exciting Portalis Runes fantasy trilogy brought to you by A.G. Brogan.

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Excerpt

Fellious was still giving chase. I sprinted as fast as my legs would carry me towards Eron, his blade now protruding through the back of the beast, before he withdrew it in a spray of black blood and charged towards me, arm outstretched, while mine remained bound behind my back. I barrelled into him and was immediately thrust out of the way as Eron brought his blade up to collide with Fellious and his war hammer. The strain of the blow was severe, the rock beneath our feet trembling in answer and brought Eron to his knees, where he now grappled to keep the heavy weapon from meeting his skull. Through his gritted teeth Eron barked an order.

“Rendon! Get Aria to safety now! Warriors, defensive positions!”

The elf I assumed was Rendon ran from the line, while I shuffled uncertainly away from Eron and Fellious. The warrior’s golden braid whipped in his wake as he ran to us at immortal speeds. Carefully he lifted me into his arms and offered an encouraging smile before we dashed through the bloodshed and towards the portal. Elves quickly rallied around us and formed an arrowhead blockade while I looked to my new ally, incredulous when I saw Eron and Fellious fade into the background.

My concern for my friend rising, I argued, “We cannot leave Eron to face that monster?!”

But Rendon merely smirked, “He is the First General of Elavon, it is the monster that should be frightened.” 

About the Author

A.G. Brogan lives in the South of England with her husband, two children, and cocker spaniel. When she’s not planning a walking holiday, the author is busy writing with a coffee in hand.

Author’s Note: This story began as a creative way to channel my anxiety. The more I wrote, the more it began to drift away, replaced by the thoughts and feelings of the characters on the page. I hope this book provides a temporary escape, even if it’s just to one reader, and inspires people to pursue what they love.

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