Coming-of-Age Fantasy Books for Adult Readers

Looking for coming-of-age fantasy written for adults? Eight novels about growing up with real stakes, hard choices and heroes who pay for every lesson.

Growing up is the oldest story in fantasy. It is not just for teenagers.

A young person leaves home, finds a teacher, learns a power they do not understand, and pays for every mistake. That shape runs from The Hobbit to the latest bestseller.

What changes in adult fantasy is the honesty. The mentors lie. The power costs something. The choices do not come with a right answer, and the hero does not always come out better for having made them.

These eight books are coming-of-age stories written for grown-up readers. They remember what it felt like to be young and certain and wrong, and they do not look away from what it costs to learn.

If you are newer to the genre, you might also like my guide to where to start in fantasy.

A Wizard of Earthsea by Ursula K. Le Guin

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Start with the book that shaped all the others.

Ged is a village boy who herds goats on the island of Gont and has a raw gift for magic. He is sent to the school for wizards on Roke, where he is the most talented student of his year and the proudest.

Out of pride and rivalry, he casts a spell he cannot control and lets a shadow loose into the world. The rest of the book is the price of that moment: a young man hunted across the islands of Earthsea by something that wears his own darkness.

It is short and spare, and it was published for young readers in 1968. But it reads differently as an adult. This is a book about arrogance, shame and the long work of facing the worst part of yourself.

Read it if you want the classic magic-school story told with real wisdom.

Assassin’s Apprentice by Robin Hobb

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FitzChivalry Farseer is six years old when he is handed over to his royal father’s family. Nobody quite knows what to do with a king’s bastard, so he is raised in the stables of Buckkeep and quietly trained to be the crown’s hidden knife.

Hobb tells the story in Fitz’s own voice, looking back. You watch a lonely boy grow up among people who love him, need him and use him, often all at once.

No fantasy writer is better at the slow damage of growing up in a court. The assassin training matters, but the heart of the book is Fitz learning who he can trust, and finding out how few people that is.

Read it if you want a coming-of-age story that stays with you for years.

The Bear and the Nightingale by Katherine Arden

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Vasya grows up at the edge of the forest in medieval Rus’, where winter lasts most of the year and the old household spirits still guard the stove and the stable.

She can see them. Her new stepmother can too, and is terrified. When a zealous young priest arrives and turns the village against the old ways, the spirits begin to weaken, and something hungry wakes in the woods.

This is a coming-of-age story about a girl who refuses the only two futures on offer: marriage or the convent. Arden writes snow and firelight and folklore so well that you will want to read it under a blanket. The Winternight trilogy is complete.

Read it if you want a wild, stubborn heroine and a fairy tale with teeth.

Want to meet a princess who never wanted the crown?

The Fool, the prequel to The Ravenglass Chronicles, is free in my Starter Library, along with four more books, sent straight to your Kindle.

Mistborn: The Final Empire by Brandon Sanderson

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Ash falls from the sky. Mist rises every night. And for a thousand years, the Lord Ruler has ruled an empire built on the backs of the enslaved skaa.

Vin is a half-skaa street thief who trusts nobody, because everybody she has ever trusted has hurt her. Then a charismatic rebel named Kelsier discovers that she is Mistborn, able to draw power from metals, and recruits her into a crew planning the greatest heist in history: overthrowing a god.

The magic system is famous, and deservedly so. But what makes the book work is Vin learning, slowly and painfully, that it is possible to belong somewhere. The original Mistborn trilogy is complete.

Read it if you want a guarded heroine, a found family and a heist against an immortal tyrant.

The Ravenglass Chronicles by Jon Cronshaw

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This one is mine, and coming of age is the whole point of it.

The series opens on the morning Kat comes of age in the eyes of the court. Kat is heir to the Ostreich Empire, and the last thing she wants to do is rule. The rituals that follow cost her the gift her late father left her, bind her to a ravenglass blade that wakes to her blood, and leave her promised to a lord three times her age.

Her only friends are a messenger boy and Witz, a talking wyvern who serves as the Empress’s spymaster and whose help always seems to come with strings attached. Before long, Kat is asking who really killed her father, and the answers take her far from the palace, into training with the secretive Guardians.

Across twenty-one novellas, each shaped by a card of the tarot’s Major Arcana, you watch a sheltered, angry girl find out that the world is greyer than she was taught, and that being right is not the same as being able to change anything. Kat makes mistakes. Some of them cost lives. That is what growing up looks like in a brutal empire.

The series is finished, and the complete omnibus collects every novella. Kat’s story then continues with Ace of Swords.

Content note: animal death, self-harm, anxiety and some dark themes. Sex happens off the page.

New to my world? Here is my spoiler-free guide to the Ravenglass Universe.

The Poppy War by R.F. Kuang

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Rin is a war orphan whose foster family plans to marry her off to an older man. Her only way out is the Keju, the empire-wide exam that decides who gets an education. Nobody expects her to pass.

She does, and wins a place at Sinegard, the most elite military academy in the Nikara Empire. There she is mocked for her dark skin and her accent, finds a strange teacher who introduces her to the shamanic power of the gods, and learns that war is coming.

The first half reads like a school story. The second half does not. Kuang draws on twentieth-century Chinese history, and what Rin becomes by the end is a deliberate, devastating answer to the chosen-one fantasy. The trilogy is complete.

Content note: this is the darkest book on the list, with war atrocities, genocide and drug use.

Read it if you want coming of age as tragedy, and can handle where it goes.

Uprooted by Naomi Novik

Cover of Uprooted by Naomi Novik

Every ten years, the wizard known as the Dragon chooses a young woman from Agnieszka’s valley to serve him in his tower. Everyone knows he will choose her best friend, Kasia, who is beautiful, brave and good at everything.

He chooses Agnieszka instead.

Clumsy and always muddy, she discovers she has a kind of magic the Dragon cannot understand. Beyond the valley lies the Wood, a corrupted forest that swallows people and sends back something else. Agnieszka will need every scrap of her stubbornness to stand against it.

Novik draws on Polish folklore, and the friendship between Agnieszka and Kasia is the true heart of the book. It is a standalone, and it won the Nebula Award.

Read it if you want a complete story in one book, dark fairy-tale magic and a heroine who wins by being herself.

The Will of the Many by James Islington

Cover of The Will of the Many by James Islington

In the Catenan Republic, power flows upwards. Citizens cede their Will, their strength and energy, to those above them, and the people at the top of the Hierarchy become something close to gods.

Vis Telimus has spent years hiding who he really is: the son of a failed rebellion against that system. When a powerful senator adopts him and sends him into the Academy, the elite school that trains the Republic’s future rulers, Vis must climb a ladder he despises while hunting secrets that could get him killed.

This is a Roman-inspired academy story for adults, full of puzzles, rivalries and moral compromise. It has been one of the most talked-about fantasy novels of recent years. The Hierarchy series is still being written.

Read it if you want a secretive hero, an elite school and a system that is rotten at the core.

What Makes Coming-of-Age Fantasy Work for Adults

Young adult fantasy often promises that the hero will become who they were always meant to be.

Adult coming-of-age fantasy asks a harder question: what if who you become is not who you hoped? Ged has to face his own shadow. Fitz learns that love and use can come from the same person. Rin wins everything and loses herself. Kat discovers that the people guiding her have their own reasons.

These books respect the reader enough to let growing up hurt. That is why they stay with you long after you have grown up yourself.

If you like heroes who live in that grey space, I have also written about why shades of grey make for better stories.

Where to Start

For the classic magic-school story, start with A Wizard of Earthsea.

For the deepest character study, read Assassin’s Apprentice.

For folklore, winter and a fierce heroine, pick up The Bear and the Nightingale.

For a heist, a found family and a famous magic system, try Mistborn.

For a reluctant princess, a scheming wyvern and a finished twenty-one-part story, begin The Ravenglass Chronicles.

For coming of age as tragedy, brace yourself for The Poppy War.

For a complete story in a single book, choose Uprooted.

And for an elite academy in a rotten republic, open The Will of the Many.

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Coming-of-Age in the Shadows: The Dark Fantasy Perspective

Discover how dark fantasy redefines coming-of-age stories by exploring the loss of innocence, the price of knowledge, and the corruption of ideals. Uncover the haunting truths behind Soren’s transformation in Forged in Blood.

Coming-of-age stories have always captivated readers.

When filtered through the lens of dark fantasy, they take on a particularly haunting resonance.

In my novel Forged in Blood, from the Guild of Assassins trilogy, we witness Soren’s transformation from an idealistic sculptor’s apprentice into a ruthless assassin.

His journey reflects a darker truth about growing up: sometimes innocence isn’t gently shed but violently stripped away.

Beyond Traditional Coming-of-Age

Traditional coming-of-age stories often focus on self-discovery and first experiences.

Dark fantasy takes these familiar themes and twists them, showing how knowledge can corrupt and experience can destroy.

When Soren first joins the Guild seeking justice for his father’s murder, he still believes in clear divisions between right and wrong.

By the end, those moral lines have blurred beyond recognition.

The Price of Knowledge

Like Kvothe in Patrick Rothfuss’s The Name of the Wind, Soren’s pursuit of knowledge and power comes with unexpected costs.

But where Kvothe’s story maintains elements of wonder, dark fantasy protagonists often discover that knowledge brings not enlightenment but disillusionment.

Think of Robin Hobb’s Fitz, whose training as an assassin forces him to confront brutal truths about loyalty and sacrifice.

Broken Friendships

One of the most painful aspects of dark coming-of-age stories is the destruction of childhood friendships.

In Forged in Blood, Soren’s relationship with his best friend Alaric slowly deteriorates as their paths diverge.

This mirrors George R.R. Martin’s treatment of the Stark children, showing how circumstance and choice can shatter even the strongest bonds.

The Loss of Choice

Perhaps the most terrifying aspect of these stories is how they strip away the illusion of choice.

When Soren begins his training, he believes he’s choosing his path.

Gradually, he realises he’s been manipulated from the start, much like Pierce Brown’s Darrow in Red Rising.

The real horror lies not in the loss of innocence itself, but in the recognition that it might have been inevitable.

The Corruption of Ideals

Dark fantasy coming-of-age stories often show how ideals become corrupted.

Soren begins as an artist, creating beauty from raw stone.

His transformation into an assassin perverts this artistic talent into something darker – he’s still shaping and creating, but now his medium is death.

This mirrors how Mark Lawrence’s Jorg Ancrath twists his noble education into tools for revenge and conquest.

Why These Stories Matter

These darker coming-of-age tales resonate because they reflect truths about growing up that more optimistic stories often ignore.

Knowledge can destroy as easily as it empowers.

Growth often requires sacrifice.

Childhood friendships don’t always survive into adulthood.

Our choices may be more limited than we believe.

Talent can be turned to dark purposes.

The Appeal of Darkness

What makes these stories compelling isn’t just their darkness, but how they reflect real aspects of growing up through a darker lens.

When Soren finally completes his transformation, it’s tragic precisely because we understand every step that led him there.

We see our own compromises and lost innocence reflected in these darker mirrors.

Beyond Simple Corruption

The best dark fantasy coming-of-age stories aren’t simply about corruption.

They’re about the complexity of growth, the price of knowledge, and the sometimes terrible choices we make in pursuit of our goals.

They remind us that growing up isn’t always about becoming better – sometimes it’s about becoming what we need to be to survive.


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Birth of Assassins – Chapter One (excerpt)

Life is tough in Nordturm, but for Fedor, a street kid turned shoeshine boy, it becomes hell. Join him on a thrilling journey as he gets entangled with a gang of thieves in this prequel novel to the Dawn of Assassins series. Experience a coming-of-age high fantasy filled with assassins, thieves, and magic. Perfect for fans of Scott Lynch, Robin Hobb, and Brent Weeks. Get your copy now!

Fedor blew out the flame and dipped his brush into the melted polish. He studied the man’s shoes—simple, but well-made, soft black leather fastened with silver buckles.

He applied the polish to the right shoe, building up the first layer with gentle circles until the leather turned matte.

“You know, child. I was once where you were.”

Fedor applied the foundation layer to the left shoe.

“Though it was Hafendorf where I first plied my trade.”

Fedor gazed up at him with a raised eyebrow. “You were a polish boy?”

“No. I used to run messages on the docks.”

Fedor spat on the right shoe and brushed back and forth across the polish.

“Aren’t you going to ask me what I did?”

Fedor shrugged. “What’s the point?”

The man chuckled. “What’s the point? The point is I’m trying to teach you something. Tell me, child, how old are you?”

“I don’t know.” He brushed around the buckles and moved onto the other shoe.

“You’re not a man yet. What are you—twelve, thirteen?”

“I said, I don’t know.” He glared at the man’s questions and quickly averted his gaze—this was no way to get tips.

“I started off as a lowly messenger, dodging the curses of sailors, and I now run a merchant company with trading houses in Welttor, Nebel Hafen, Reichsherz, and I’m always looking to expand my operation.” He chuckled to himself. “And yet I still find myself dodging the curses of sailors.”

“Right.”

“And do you know how I did it?”

“I don’t.” Fedor pulled a leather cloth from his box and made small circles in the leather, bringing the surface to a deep shine.

The man leaned forward and tapped Fedor’s shoulder. “Do you want to know the secret?”

Fedor frowned. “To what?”

“To everything, of course.” The man looked around the market square, seemingly seeking inspiration from something or someone. Alchemical lights shone from the cave roof above, twisting his features with shadows. “The secret, my boy, is integrity.” He held Fedor’s gaze. “If you can be trustworthy, people will come back to you again and again.”

“Right.” He pulled his gaze away and wiped a mark from the left buckle.

“Believe me. It works much better than fear.”

Fedor sniffed. “You should tell that to the gangs round here.”

“Of course, you can get things done with fear and intimidation, but no one will thank you for it. As soon as your back is turned, you’re likely to find someone willing to drive a knife into your back.”

“I get it. Treat people bad and it comes back threefold. Priest talks about that all the time.”

“But it’s about more than merely avoiding pain. No, it’s about building trust over time. It’s about being reliable. It’s about integrity.”

“I don’t know what that word means.”

The man shook his head. “Simply put, integrity is about knowing the difference between right and wrong.”

“I know about sin.”

“Indeed. But there’s a difference between knowing and doing.”

Fedor raised the man’s feet to check the soles. He scraped away bits of dried dirt and salt from the grooves. He studied his work for a long moment and got to his feet on creaking knees. “All done.”

The man examined his shoes and took a piece of hack silver from his pocket. “This is for you. Thank you.”

Fedor pocketed the silver and tipped his cap. “Thanks, mister.”

“Remember what I said.” He held Fedor’s gaze. “We all have choices in this world.” He turned and walked away.

Fedor dropped his scraping tool into his box and sighed. “Whatever.” His eyes widened at the glimmer of silver resting on the seat. He snatched it up and turned it in his fingers. It showed a wyvern crest on one side and a profile of Ostreich’s last empress on the reverse—a one krone coin.

He hurriedly stuffed his cloth and brushes into his box and slammed the lid shut.

What if he kept the coin for himself?

With a sigh, he picked up his box and chased after the man.

He caught up to him at the stairs leading to the arena. “Hey, mister.”

The man spun on his heels and smiled at Fedor. “Ah, child. Is there a problem?”

Fedor handed the coin to the man. “This must have dropped from your pocket.”

The man studied the coin and tossed it back. “That coin is for you.”

“For me?” His eyes widened. “I didn’t know. You should have said.”

“If I had said, you wouldn’t have done the right thing.”

Deep lines set between Fedor’s eyebrows. “What do you mean?”

The man reached into his purse and pulled out another one-krone coin. He held it between his fingers and flicked it with his thumb, sending it turning through the air into Fedor’s hand. “And now you have two.” He tapped the side of his nose. “Remember what I said about integrity. Take care of yourself.”

“Erm, thank you.” The man strode away and Fedor shook his head. Who was he? What in the void was he trying to prove? His heart raced. Maybe it was another test. What if the priests had sent him to make sure Fedor was not pocketing the gains for himself? They would beat him again and feed him only scraps for a week. He refused to go through that again.

But if it was not a test—

A hand slapped down on his shoulder. “I don’t know what that was, but that was great. Never seen one like that before.”

Fedor vaguely recognised the lad, a few years his senior. He wore a grey shortcoat, white shirt, trousers, and boots, his sharp features shaded by a flat cap.

“I don’t think we’ve had the pleasure, mate.” He pumped Fedor’s hand. “I’m Lev.”

“I’m confused.”

“Confused? Thought your name was Fedor?”

“It is. Wait, how do you know—”

“Quick.” He tugged Fedor’s wrist and ducked into a tunnel at the edge of the market square. “This way.”

“Where are we going?”

Lev stopped. “Here’s fine.” He looked past Fedor and nodded to himself. “Never tell who’s listening, you know?”

“What do you want?” Fedor glanced back over his shoulder.

“Don’t worry, mate.” Lev held his palms open. “I got no intention of robbing you, if that’s what you’re worried about. Just want to know how you pulled it off.”

“Pulled what off?”

“You think I don’t recognise a scam when I see one? I’ve not seen that one before. How did it work? Is it just you?”

“Just me, what?”

“Mate, seriously?” Lev rolled his eyes and sighed. “I saw what happened. You can’t bullshit a bullshitter.”

“It wasn’t a scam. Honest.”

“No, mate. I saw it with my own eyes. You got Bartok Schultz to give you coin for no reason.” He fixed Fedor’s gaze. “I know a scam when I see one, trust me. How did you set it up?”

“It’s not a scam.”

“Course not.” He dropped his voice to a whisper and leaned forward. “Don’t worry. I’m not with the filth, if that’s what’s bothering you.”

“I know you’re not with the watch. I’ve seen you around. The priests say you’re no good.”

Lev spat on the floor. “The priests. The bloody priests? You’ve got to be kidding me. I’d sooner trust a wyvern than a priest.” He took a step forward and sneered. “Tell me. Priests make you grab their dicks yet or shoved things up your arse?”

Fedor started at the curses. “No.”

“Maybe it’s just the girls they do that to. Dirty bastards, either way.”

“They wouldn’t do—”

“I bet they hit you, don’t they? Give you a good smack for no reason.”

“Only sometimes.” He shuffled on his feet. “Only when we’ve sinned.”

“Yeah, I bet. Perverts, the lot of them.” He jabbed Fedor’s chest. “You need to get out of there, mate, before they start trying to bum you.”

“Bum me?” He pressed his back against the wall, his eyes growing wide. He had never heard anyone speak like this about the priests before.

“Good-looking lad like you.” He shrugged. “Surprised they haven’t already. Bloody pervs.”

“How would you know?”

“Everyone knows, mate.” He let out a sigh. “That’s how they do it.”

“Do what?”

Lev inclined his head. “You’re not the smartest kid around here, are you?”

Fedor stared at him, his mouth unable to form words.

“Think about it. Where’s the best place to find kids who won’t grass to their parents?”

“I don’t know.” He shrugged one shoulder. “An orphanage?”

“See, you’re not a complete thicksicle.” He rubbed his hands together. “When you think about it, it all makes perfect sense.” He spat on the floor again. “Dirty bastards. You need to get out of there, get as far away from those nonces as you can.”

“I’ve got nowhere else to go.”

“Those coins you scammed are a good start, mate. You got two, didn’t you?”

Fedor nodded.

“So, out with it then. How did it work?”

“I swear it wasn’t a scam.”

Lev eyed him up and down and nodded to himself. “You’re either a good liar, or you’re telling the truth.” He folded his arms. “Tell me what happened.”

“I was shining his shoes and he was talking about doing good, and how he’d been a messenger.”

“Go on.” He tapped his foot.

“When I finished, he left a coin on the chair, and I went after him to give it back.”

Lev sniffed. “I would have kept it.”

“But he said the coin was for me and gave me another.”

“And that’s it?”

“Pretty much.”

“So, it was like a reward. You returned his coin and he gave you two? That’s genius, that is, mate.” Lev pushed out his bottom lip. “Great angle. Do-gooders like to do that. What you going to do with it?”

“I don’t know.”

“You don’t know much, do you, mate? You should get us a good meal and place for the night. Get away from that orphanage.”

“I don’t know.” He fingered the coins in his pocket. “I think it might be a test.”

Lev studied him for several seconds. “What kind of test?”

“Doesn’t seem real, does it? I think the priests might be behind it.”

Lev rubbed his chin. “Make sense. Seems a bit far-fetched, though, doesn’t it?”

“But what if it is?”

“Nah, mate. You’re wrong.” He shook his head. “What difference does it make to the priests?”

“It’s not my money to keep.”

“He gave it to you, didn’t he?”

“Yes. But anything I earn goes to the priests.”

“Really?” He cocked an eyebrow and snorted. “And I thought they abolished slavery.”

“It’s not slavery. They feed me. They give me a roof, a bed.”

“Honestly, mate. They used to give slaves places to eat and sleep. That’s your money, that is. I’d be in half a mind to tell one of the watch, though we don’t exactly see eye to eye, if you get my meaning.”

“I suppose.”

“You get money for shining shoes, right?”

“Yeah.”

“He paid for that as well, didn’t he? Bit of hack for your efforts, like the rest?”

Fedor narrowed his eyes. “How long have you been watching me?”

“I watch everyone, mate. It’s what I do. You’d be surprised what you see when you take time to watch. That’s what I do. I pay attention. I see things.”

“What kinds of things?”

“Lots of things. Pay attention and the truth reveals itself, isn’t that what they say?”

Fedor shrugged a shoulder. “I don’t know.”

“Trust me. People don’t pay attention to things. I do. I might even tell you what some of those things are if we work together.”

“Work together?”

“Sure. Why not? I can take you under my wing, show you what’s what. You seem like a smart enough kid. Bit wet behind the ears, like, but I’m sure we can sort you out.”

“I’m not sure.”

“Here’s an idea. Keep that hack aside for the priests and I can show you a good way to spend that coin.”

Fedor rubbed the back of his neck and lowered his voice. “But what if it’s a test?”

“What if it is? You’ve got to live in the moment. Take whatever they give you and move on. At least you’ll have a good night to show for it.”

Fedor licked his lips. “What you got in mind?”

“Meal. Nice room. Some good ale. Or, you could go down into the stinking foundries, spend another night with a priest who wants to bum you.”

“They don’t bum me.”

“Yet.” Lev raised a finger and grinned. “But there’s always time, mate.”

“But it’s a sin.”

“Depends who you ask.”

Fedor shook his head. “They wouldn’t do that.”

“You keep thinking that, mate.” He gestured back towards the market. “You get to the pubs much?”

Fedor shook his head. “No. We’re not allowed.”

“Well, in that case, we definitely need to do it. What you got to lose?”

“I don’t know.” Fedor shrugged. “Nothing, I guess.”

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Fate of Wizardoms: An Interview With Jeffrey L. Kohanek

Discover the enchanting world of fantasy author Jeffrey L. Kohanek and his captivating series, Fate of Wizardoms. Explore his writing process, world-building techniques, and immersive storytelling. Join the adventure today!

Interview with Jeffrey L Kohanek

Jeffrey L. Kohanek has enthralled readers with his fast-paced fantasy series, Fate of Wizardoms.

In this interview, Jeffrey takes us behind the scenes of his writing process, the inspiration for his world-building, and what readers can expect from his work.

So grab a cuppa, put your feet up, and let’s dive into the mind of Jeffrey L. Kohanek.

What inspired you to start writing in the fantasy genre?

As a kid, comic books sparked my imagination, inspiring fantasies of heroes with super-powers saving the day. My tastes later evolved to fantasy epics featuring unlikely heroes overcoming impossible odds to save worlds born from the writer’s imagination.

Since middle school, I have exclusively read fantasy fiction, the total titles approaching 1,000 novels. The authors who have come before me helped to form the stories I tell, but what inspired me the most were the magic systems, something which I enjoy greatly and ensure said magic permeates the worlds I create.

How do you approach world-building in your stories?

Worldbuilding includes many aspects: geography, politics, climate, magic, culture, gods, religion, mythos, and more.

I often begin with a map, which helps to ground the story in a sense of reality while defining topography, climate, borders, city locations, and more. Gods, religion, and magic are also early aspects I define and all of those things combine to influence the politics, culture, and the mythos that exists in each nation across my fantasy world.

Can you walk us through your writing process?

I try to write every day and set a weekly goal of 10,000 words minimum and 12,000 as the target.

Drafting takes six to eight weeks depending on the breadth of the story. After completing a first draft, I dive into revisions, which is my favorite part of writing.

Two rounds of revisions with technical edits performed in between leaves me with a novel ready for editing. My editor gives it two passes, I incorporate the necessary edits, and then my books go to my proofing team of four people. They are the typo hunters.

When that is done, I send to my ARC/review team and the book releases a few weeks later. By then, I am nearly finished drafting the next book.

What’s the strangest thing you’ve had to research for your stories?

I often research odd medieval professions to add depth to my stories.

One of those was a tanner, which is a nasty, dirty job held by the father of the protagonist in my very first novel. Tanners use urine, lime and other odiferous chemicals to treat and clean hides. Hence, they also live on the downwind side and on the outskirts of a city. Who wants to live near a tanner?

What do you hope readers take away from your stories?

My books are written for pure entertainment, but my favorite scenes are the ones that cause readers to laugh out loud. I find that fantasy tales are often too serious, dark, and gritty, so the laughter helps to balance the tense moments. That is what I want readers to remember from my books.

If you could have any magical ability, what would it be?

I love magic that can transform a regular person into something super human, even if just for a short time. It is sort of like a superhero in a fantasy world, which I find to be fun.

If you were stuck on a deserted island with one of your characters, who would it be and why?

I love many of my characters, but I have a secret crush on a wizardess named Narine. While she was a bit pretentious and spoiled when I first introduced her, she grew up nicely, has a good heart, and is feisty for a former princess. I would happily be trapped on a deserted island with her.

Where is the best place to start reading your work?

This depends on your age and interest. If you are under fifteen or prefer coming-of-age elements with teen protagonists, check out my Runes of Issalia series.

If you are an adult and enjoy more complex stories featuring adult characters who deal with adult topics, start with Fate of Wizardoms.

If you enjoy either series, there are follow-up series set in the same world, leaving the reader plenty to enjoy.

About the author:

I love fantasy, adventure, and magic. More than that, I adore my readers.

My books are written to entertain — fantasy adventures filled with compelling characters, spectacular magic, thrilling action, constant intrigue, and a sense of discovery. I equate them to the “Marvel Movie” version of fiction, intended to be a fun escape.

I would love to have you join me and my quirky characters for one outrageous adventure after another. With 24 novels and more than two million published words to my name, my author journey has just begun.

Find Jeffrey online:

Website: JeffreyLKohanek.com

Facebook: facebook.com/JeffreyLKohanek

Amazon: amazon.com/stores/Jeffrey-L.-Kohanek/author/B01F1G5LTM

Goodreads: goodreads.com/author/show/15180818.Jeffrey_L_Kohanek