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Sam Farren writes slow-paced, character-driven fantasy novels where there's always a lesbian romance or two to be found. Their characters are wrapped up in all manner of adventures involving interfering gods, frozen moons, giant lizards, and haunted swords. Sometimes those swords are lesbians, too.

They can be found on Substack under samfarren, where they regularly post rough drafts of upcoming works.

Dragonoak: The Complete History of Kastelir

After being exiled to the farmland around her village, Rowan Northwood takes the only chance at freedom she might ever get: she runs away with a passing Knight and doesn't look back. The woman cares nothing for Rowan's company, yet she’s the first person who isn’t repulsed by the powers that burn within her. Rowan soon learns that the scope of their journey is more than a desperate grasp at adventure. She breaks away from the weighty judgement of her village and has no choice but to abandon her Kingdom altogether. Sir Ightham's past takes them to Kastelir, a young country draped in the shadow of its long-dead Queen: a woman who was all tusks and claws and great, spiralling horns. Hiding her necromancy is no longer Rowan's greatest challenge, and what hounds them across Kingdoms and through mountains is already fifteen-hundred years in the making.

The Shattering of the Spirit-Sword Brackish: Part I

Princess Castelle is the last of her bloodline.

Kept safe by the spirits bound to the forest surrounding her, Castelle devotes herself to studying all a future Queen needs to know, waiting for the day she can wield Brackish. The spirit-sword is her birthright. Only those worthy of ruling the archipelago can temper Brackish’s ancient rage without succumbing to it.

After half a lifetime spent waiting to reclaim her mother’s throne, Castelle’s frustration gets the better of her. After yet another assassination attempt, her disenchantment with her exile forces her to act. Castelle wanders into the forest, crossing the lines that have kept her safe.

Bitfrost

Metis is a frozen wasteland of a moon. The sea grows smaller every year, and the blue-green planet thrums in the sky, mocking it. Castle Bitfrost, imprisoned in unmeltable ice, stands as a monument to everything humanity will never understand of their world. Driven to the equator, the population has dwindled to near-nothing, animals hunted to extinction, forests burnt in great swathes.

Zaun sees the world through the crack in her skull. As a former soldier, she’s survived the impossible, only to record Metis’ last days in the journals her mother left behind. Lost to her head-trauma, Zaun paints the world as a scattered series of observations, disconnected from the past she doesn’t remember. But before Metis can give itself over to the gods’ anger, something stirs on the horizon.

Shadows take form before Zaun’s eyes and a wolf stalks the streets, pushing her towards the unknowable, the unmeltable.

The Mountain God Sleeps On Its Back

The Mark of the Gods runs from Laslin’s palm to her heart. It is the only true part of her; her body is a mortal shell, destined to change like all the gods before her. She follows their legacy, two hundred years since the last god brought peace to the continent, answering what few prayers remain.

Eight years after leaving the mountains she once called home, Laslin finds the beginnings of purpose in a woman named Avery. The rules she’d followed and etched for herself begin to break, and she realises she does not have to be defined by her divinity alone.

Once committed to her godhood and now in love with a mortal, Laslin must reconcile the changes creeping across her skin with the truths awaiting her beyond cliffs rearing over the Empty Ocean.