NEW RELEASE: EDWIN PHYLIS AND THE TALES WITHIN DARKNESS Book 1 by Omoruyi Uwuigiaren

It starts with strange occurrences in a small room and escalates into a brutal war for survival. Edwin’s quiet life shatters when he realizes the malevolent Maggof and Owl plaguing him are tied to his parents’ tragic deaths. There is no end in sight to his dilemma if he doesn’t bow to Kalendah, the god of his ancestors.

Unaware that his every move is being watched, Edwin must confront the dark forces, including Fagos, the despicable king of bats and Mud the Monster, to uncover the truth and stay alive. Maggof says if Edwin doesn’t find out why his parents died, he will follow them to the grave. But this isn’t just any boy, Edwin possesses a unique quality, though whether its sorcery remains to be seen.

The fight with Maggof is only the beginning of sorrow. One morning, after eating a bird, something inexplicably transported Edwin to another world. He met Mud, the Monster who didn’t like him. The creature sorts every opportunity to kill him. Edwin left a town with two companions, Goosef and an old friend who prefers to remain in the shadows. The journey takes him back to where it all began.

What separates Edwin Phylis and his destiny is a formidable forest where trees resist anyone not allied with them. Goosef, however, knows how to speak their language, and Edwin will need patience to master this art.

In order to protect his foster father, Twig, Klause will be tempted to take up arms. Ifhe does, it will reignite an old rivalry on many fronts. Klause is never in the good books of Maggof and Owl. It is only a matter of time before they clash again. Meanwhile, two sinister figures from the underworld, Arad and Kalendah (four headed beast), know Edwin’s true destiny and will stop at nothing to ensure he never becomes the powerful force they fear.

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