Key Keeper’s Daughter by Brian K Kerley
Key Keeper’s Daughter: On her eleventh birthday, Aideen senses an intruder—an Hamaudi Assassin hired to kidnap her. Once contracted, none can stop a master of that dread guild, and this one carries a grudge. Her father is on a quest and has a price on his head. Her grandmother flew south to find her husband…
Key Keeper’s Daughter:
On her eleventh birthday, Aideen senses an intruder—an Hamaudi Assassin hired to kidnap her. Once contracted, none can stop a master of that dread guild, and this one carries a grudge. Her father is on a quest and has a price on his head. Her grandmother flew south to find her husband and the girl fears to endanger her mother by crying out. Once taken, Aideen must use her mind skills to survive and her charisma to gain friends and alliances.
The ransom is the coveted disk, the octagon key that unlocks the great technology of the ancient past and Imar must give it up to save his daughter.
The continent is broken by continental shifting. The climate has radically changed. The world is repopulating several millennia after war nearly wiped humans into extinction. Magic is explained with science. Old world wizards are genetically enhanced. Cryosleep chambers are real, and technology is rapidly evolving from swords and sailing ships to firearms and powered flight.
“Great apocalyptic adventure!”
Five Star Review on Amazon By Cynthia A Chadd
Love the Key Keeper’s Daughter!
The characters grabbed me in the Octogon Key and are dragging me through the series…anxiously awaiting the next part of this adventure!
About the Author
Brian K Kerley lives in rural Alaska with his wife and grandson. He holds a degree in aviation from the University of Alaska Anchorage and a BA in English from the University of Alaska Fairbanks. Brian works seasonally as a bush pilot and has had a multitude of experiences from Army medic to ship welder and commercial diver on the Dutch Harbor crab fleet.
I’m Brian Kerley. I was born in Northern California in 1958. I began writing when I was twelve years old; my first short story was about super pet rat. As I got older and experienced life, I became a storyteller of both true and the embellished. I had worked as a timber cutter and tow truck driver for a few years, and then as I neared the age of twenty-two, I moved to Alaska, where I delivered my son in a tiny log cabin by kerosene light. I worked many jobs in the fishing industry, including fisherman, harbor master, and crane operator. I was an EMT and became a carpenter. I homesteaded some remote land off the road system with my second wife–my soul-mate–living the bush life as a mountain man, eating only what I caught or killed. We came out to civilization only for seasonal work and supplies. After a stint as an Army medic in the early nineties, I worked on the Dutch Harbor crab fleet as a welder and commercial diver. The next decade found me in Maui for two years teaching scuba and guiding dives–I also sold underwater photography. When I returned to Alaska I became a bush pilot. A few years later my wife and I adopted our grandson and he carries my name. This is when I evolved into novel writing. My nonfiction pilot stories were met with considerable appreciation, but my true love is genre fiction. I have plans for some of my nonfiction, but for now I am slaking my thirst on the fictional worlds that I create.