So, I have been working on something in my off time.  Before I even started writing short stories for you all I was a novelist.  I well failed at it; my first book only sold like seven copies but still I loved writing.  I really don't feel like going back to just writing books in the old traditional sense as I learned a lot from my time here on DA.  (That and I think my time with my first story world is a bit at an end.)



But I do plan on bringing my second story world, Caldiria, to life.  It was always my big dream.  But now that I have some more experience under my belt, and I love writing kinky stories with giant ladies and berry women I want to update what I had been working on almost a decade ago.  So, it will be having some elements that you are used to.  I will say one of the two protagonists will be a giantess.  But I will be getting into a more fantasy vibe.  This is a world I have made myself.



I hope you enjoy this wonderful world and now that my little message to you all is done this prologue will come to DA on April 2nd.  With that out of the way here is the small preview.

Wren looked down at her twin daughters. The darlings were just barely a year old.

“Well, my starlight.” She ran her hand along Veredel’s cheek. “My sun bright.” Her finger drifted across Marike’s cheek. “I know you are both too young to know this yet, but you two are special.” She smiled at her sleeping daughters. “You are Lunastates.” She sighed.

Her family line was the only one in Caldiria that could use psionic abilities. Wren could not only read minds but use her own to fight and defend those around her. Her family had protected Caldiria generation after generation, even if things had been mostly peaceful for Wren’s life.

             As she watched her daughters sleep, she couldn’t help but wonder which one of them would inherit her gift. Her curse. Telen had been interested, too, as he was a Sizeran, and he wanted his genes passed down. He wanted a giantess for a daughter. But he would be okay for just a normal kid, as he put it.

             Wren would be okay with that as well. She didn’t want her kids burdened with her gifts. They were—