The island of Tenebros is a land torn apart by its own gods, driven mad when the Celestial Church banished the old religion from the north and united the two nations of Tener and Suhdra under one holy banner. But pagans still haunt the nights, and the spirits of earth and air and fire that they once worshiped still roam the forests of the north. When a group of Tenerran rebels desecrate a holy doma, killing priests and summoning a hidden god, the countryside is thrown into civil war. It's a battle that will reveal a secret hidden since the Crusades, unveil a corruption in the Church that will change the balance of power in the heavens, and test the trust between a father and his son.
The first novel in Tim Akers’ captivating steampunk-noir series, The Burn Cycle.
Captain-turned-criminal Jacob Burn is the unlikely survivor of two zepliner crashes. The first destroyed his career as a pilot, disgracing his nobleman father and ending his life of privilege. But the second threatens to destroy Burn’s whole world—Veridon, an ancient terraced city reborn through The Church of the Algorithm’s recent advances in mechanics, technology, and cog-work.
The thrilling conclusion to Tim Akers’ hard-boiled steampunk-noir series, The Burn Cycle.
The city of Veridon used Jacob Burn horribly. The Council, the Church, even his family betrayed his trust, and still Burn risked everything to save their lives. For his sacrifice, he lost his tenuous ties to lawful society, his place in the criminal underworld, and the only woman he ever loved. Now, to survive, Burn runs small-time jobs, like his latest gig, delivering a seemingly innocuous package to the Fehn.
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Today is the one year anniversary of the release of The Pagan Night, so I thought I’d take the opportunity to do a little retrospective. First, you may be wondering where the next book is. Simply put, there were some delays that I didn’t expect, so the publication date has been pushed back to August. […]
“Eva Forge is the last paladin of a dead God…” That’s how I opened the pitch for the book that eventually became The Horns of Ruin, and I think it’s one of my better opening pitch lines. Perhaps the greatest ever conceived. What I find especially pleasing is that the book that I wrote to […]
My house backs up to a pond. We keep a bird feeder near the edge of the water, and get a variety of birds throughout the year. I think my favorite are the cedar waxwings that pass through on the edges of winter, skirting that harsh season on their way to better places. And of […]
The public face of an author is kind of a strange thing. The publishing industry is stranger. Things take time. By the time a book gets to shelves, the author has probably already finished the next one, or is at least deeply stuck in with it. When The Pagan Night was published, it was the […]