More by Jez Cajiao
Jax survived the Smugglers Path, as did most of his party, but he’s suffered losses, found out just how far he’s willing to go for Oracle, and seen his own darker side… as have his followers.
The City of Himnel crawls with depravity, violence and backstabbing, and if Jax wants to keep his people, supply his growing war-machine, and have any kind of a chance at survival, he needs to not only survive there, he needs to rob it blind!
Jax's simple, honest and straightforward methods of dealing with people would usually equate to a snowman vs a flamethrower's chance at survival, except he's got some new tricks, some new allies, and gives even less of a damn than usual about the odds.
Join Jax, Oracle, and the squad as they explore Himnel, fight in the Arena and gather other waifs and strays not to mention making new, and far more powerful enemies than he ever dreamt he would encounter.
Find out what happened to Thomas, why the Legion is hated and reviled, and if Jax ever manages to get his hearts desire… namely a cold beer, people to leave him the hell alone, and Oracle, naked, and some ‘quality’ time uninterrupted!
Please Note: As with all my books, this story is a Dark Fantasy, filled with violence, swearing and bad jokes, but no Harems...
Matt and Chris have made it home ahead of the undead curse, but at what cost? The dungeon is surrounded, the refugees have made it to safety, but . . . they need food, water, space to recover and rest, and none of these things come cheap. That cost must be paid in mana. Mike and Kelly were sent to bring reinforcements from the park, but they're walking into a meatgrinder, one that will strip the life from them, then raise them to besiege those they love . . . Matt has only one chance . . . lead the refugees, forge them anew into a force that can face the undead, in their tens of thousands. Worst of all . . . the beer's damn well warm.
Things are looking up for Jax, more or less, He’s met a cool girl (Who’s a wisp), got some new friends (Who’re Dwarves and Cat people and Elves and all sorts), and started a war… (Whoops!)
That last one might not be the best idea he’s had yet, admittedly, but the guy was an ass, and he deserved it.
Only thing is, they say an Englishman’s home is his castle, and Jax’s home is in ruins… this place isn’t going to be any use in defending his new people unless he gets it sorted, and fast!
He needs material, equipment, magic and people, most of all he needs time, time to get things ready, to get his ships in the air and his house in order.
When you’re surrounded on all sides, outclassed, outnumbered and everyone’s probably a bit brighter than you are, there’s only one option…
Attack!
A world gone mad. Creatures of nightmare walk the streets, but worse are those we once knew . . . Matt survived the Dungeon's founding, and managed to gather a small, but dedicated team to him, but when he finds his is not the only Dungeon in the area, he has a choice to make. Attempt friendly co-existence, but lose the element of surprise, or attack, and risk it all? Matt has learned the consequences of being too trusting when the world collapses around you, but is the path of grim dictator any better? Can he trust those around him? When those he left behind seem to be abusing his gift?
In all the games Matt has played, Dungeons are places to raid, places you dream of conquering, but when the world is stripped of electricity, and the first mana-twisted beasts start to prowl, the games all come to an end...
Matt's just an ordinary guy, but when he’s beaten, robbed, and left for dead, bleeding out at the bottom of a gully, it all has to change as he grasps frantically at his only chance for survival, coming as it does in the form of a glowing, dangerously pulsing light.
With his reality forever altered, Matt must quickly find a suitable place to deploy the Dungeon Core, fighting his way through the hundreds of people between him and safety, because if he doesn’t do it soon, a Core Detonation will solve all of his problems for him… permanently.
Welcome to the New World.
Jax and his people have raided the City of Fallen Souls, but just because you’ve grabbed the loot, doesn’t mean you’re home free…
Once again, Jax has found himself in the thick of it. His party needs to escape, make changes and improve on the incomplete and barely manned ships they stole. With the city, not to mention the Dark Legion , gearing for war, he has only one choice available.
Landfall.
Jax and his people must take the risk of landing aboard the possessed, infested and crumbling Sunken City. They need to move people, resources and more around, while preparing the ships, the new citizens, and hell, Jax needs to meet most of the people who followed him blindly on the promise of a better life.
Not to mention that there’s new skills to learn, professions to level and loot to be had…Welcome to the Sunken City, Welcome to the Prax Glorious Retribution…
Welcome to TITAN!
This is Book 4 of the UnderVerse Series. Please As with all my books, this story is a Dark Fantasy, filled with violence, sexual references, swearing and bad jokes, but no Harems...
With the God of Death out for his life, Jax has a choice to make, and it’s time for the brothers to face each other…
Nimon, The God of Death, has named Jax and all who follow him ‘Apostate’ decreeing their death and has dispatched his Dark Legion, the Imperial Legion’s antithesis, to see the job done once and for all.
Hundreds march on the Great Tower, the seat of Jax’s power and home to his resurgent Empire. Unbeknownst to Nimon, Jax and the vast majority of his people are far out to sea, aboard ships that are only partially operational, and the enemy's forces are drawing closer to his home by the hour.
Jax must choose... Protect the refugees and risk the Dark Legion reaching his home first, or take a far smaller force and intercept the threat head on. Can Jax risk it all on a single roll of the dice?
What Jax doesn’t know is that he’s not the only one of Imperial Blood to have skin in the game. It’s time for the brothers to finally meet on the field of battle…
This is Book 5 of the UnderVerse Series. Please Note: As with all my books, this story is a Dark Fantasy, filled with violence, sexual references, swearing and bad jokes, but no Harems...
A realm aside from our own is the center of the realities, home to every spectrum of magic. From the beautiful to the terrible, it was all held in delicate balance by the Eternal Emperor and his children. For ten thousand years, the empire was the bastion that protected the sentient races from the darkness, but the revolution changed all that...
Jax's a pretty regular guy, has a job he tolerates, a girl he kinda, sorta loves... and he fights creatures from the UnderVerse in his sleep, leaving him covered in horrific scars when he wakes up...
When his brother vanishes, and five years later he's kidnapped as well, he's given a stark choice by his asshat of a father; Go to the UnderVerse in reality, travel to the capitol of that ruined realm at the center of existence, and open a portal for the Noble Houses to return home...or die.
Slowly.
That's the good news, the bad is that he has to survive the arena first, to prove his right to go...twelve will enter, only one can leave....
Please be aware this is a dark LitRPG Fantasy and contains sexual references, violence and swearing. Ever wondered what would happen when a regular guy ends up in another world getting hunted and having his body torn apart? Yeah...that's why there's a lot of swearing...