Bronze Gaze

By Jonathan Moeller

My name's Nadia, and I've accumulated more magical power and money than I've ever wanted.

And that brings enemies.

So when my enemies target innocent people to get at me, I'm going to make them regret it...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jonathan Moeller
• Release date: Nov 8, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005154219

Jonathan Moeller

Standing over six feet tall, Jonathan Moeller has the piercing blue eyes of a Conan of Cimmeria, the bronze-colored hair of a Visigothic warrior-king, and the stern visage of a captain of men, none of which are useful in his career as a computer repairman, alas.He has written the "Demonsouled" trilogy of sword-and-sorcery novels, and continues to write the "Ghosts" sequence about assassin and spy Caina Amalas, the "$0.99 Beginner's Guide" series of computer books, and numerous other works.Visit his website at:http://www.jonathanmoeller.comVisit his technology blog at:http://www.jonathanmoeller.com/screed

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BRONZE GAZE

Jonathan Moeller

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My name's Nadia, and I've accumulated more magical power and money than I've ever wanted.

And that brings enemies.

So when my enemies target innocent people to get at me, I'm going to make them regret it...

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Bronze Gaze

Copyright 2022 by Jonathan Moeller.

Smashwords Edition.

Cover design by Jonathan Moeller.

Ebook edition published November 2022.

All Rights Reserved.

This novel is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination, or, if real, used fictitiously. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without the express written permission of the author or publisher, except where permitted by law.

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Bronze Gaze

Nadia, came my brother’s voice. It’s time.

I let out a sigh. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

It was eleven in the morning on a nice May morning, and I stood up from my desk. I was in my office at Fort Casey, and I was wearing nicer clothes than I usually did – white blouse, black jacket, black slacks, high-heeled black boots. My hair had been tied back in a severe-looking bun, and I had added simple gold earrings. It was the sort of outfit I thought of as my Corporate Bitch look, back in the bad old days when I had still been stealing things for Kaethran Morvilind.

Speaking of Morvilind, I want to make one thing clear before I keep telling this story.

I had absolutely no nostalgia for those days, none whatsoever. Everything about my life was better now. Russell’s frostfever had been cured. I was married to a