Description:
Body-jacking a legendary assassin while half-dead is a new low, even for me
I'm an immortal soul, slipping into the nearest corpse every time I die. It's not pretty, but it keeps me breathing. Keeps me in the hunt.
The trail? Leads to Faerie, and to Half-Marred Jack -- the Jack of Plate, an assassin whose reputation has outlived kingdoms. I lost to him once. Now I need to win, steal his body and all while I'm running on fumes.
I just want the truth. Getting out alive would be a bonus.
Brief description:
Award-winning author of the imPerfect Cathar series.
It's been a strange, unbelievable journey to arrive at the point where these books are going to be released into the wild, like rare, near-extinct animals being returned to their natural habitat, already wondering where they're going to nick cigarettes from on the plains of Africa, the way they used to from the zookeeper's overalls. C.N. Rowan ("Call me C.N., Mr. Rowan was my father") came originally from Leicester, England. Somehow escaping its terrible, terrible clutches (only joking, he's a proud Midlander really), he has wound up living in the South-West of France for his sins. Only, not for his sins. Otherwise, he'd have ended up living somewhere really dreadful. Like Leicester. (Again - joking, he really does love Leicester. He knows Leicester can take a joke. Unlike some of those other cities. Looking at you, Slough.)
With multiple weird strings to his bow, all of which are made of tooth-floss and liable to snap if you tried to use them to do anything as adventurous as shooting an arrow, he's done all sorts of odd things, from running a hiphop record label (including featuring himself as rapper) to hustling disability living aids on the mean streets of Syston. He's particularly proud of the work he's done managing and recording several French hiphop acts, and is currently awaiting confirmation of wild rumours he might get a Gold Disc for a song he recorded and mixed.