Mountain King Saga (1-2) - Cebelius

Written by Cebelius
Read by Rebecca Woods, Daniel Wisniewski
Format: M4B
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Forsaken; The game real heroes are dying to play….
When an invitation to try a cutting-edge game promising darkly sensual adventure drops in Abram’s lap, it’s an offer he can’t refuse. After all, as an agoraphobe who never leaves his apartment, his social life is defined by, and limited to, games.
Yet an interesting premise quickly shows its dark side as his mind is filled with memories of unspeakable torment, forcing him to rely on his meta-knowledge just to stay sane. The game is like nothing he’s ever played: It has no tutorial, no HUD, no levels, no experience system, no respawns, and no mercy.
Surviving against all expectation, battered by memories of a woman he can’t help but hate, Abram’s only hope for survival is given to him by a chance encounter with Angrboda, the legendary mother of Fenrir. In her arms, he learns that only through sensual exchange can he advance, and with her support he sets his sights on power, rulership, and a harem of mythical, or murderous, women.
Celestine is a world of monsters. The strong rule the weak, trust is in short supply, and the only real options for the true survivor are to lay it or slay it. Thank goodness it’s only a game.

Warning: This book does not pan to waving curtains and fade to black. Those uninterested or under the age of 18 are strongly warned of explicit content.

Hamartia; Becoming king was just the beginning….
With all survivors in Svartheim under his control, Abram has become the Mountain King. Revenge is his, yet his troubles have only begun. The dungeon is a shambles of death and decay. His goblins and hobs are few in number and lack training. The bridge to the surface is in ruins, and his latest bond is a literal demon bent on corrupting and destroying him.
Yet Abram is nothing if not resourceful and rapidly sets about improving his circumstances through thrift, hard work, alliance, and subterfuge. With a massive tauren horde on the march and enemies both seen and unseen all around, the gravest danger may come from within. As his mental state deteriorates, Abram begins to lose time and question which of the lives he leads is reality, and which is the game….

This book does not pan to waving curtains and fade to black. Those uninterested or under the age of 18 are strongly warned of explicit content.