My Wings Be Forgotten marked not only my return to writing after a break of decades but also a major step forward in my progress as an author. Publishing a book, a whole book, where people can download it and read it is no easy matter. It binds your soul in self-doubts. Yet, once done, you are liberated beyond any expectations.
The stories follow Sapphira, an Angelic Princess, daughter of the Devil himself, who has been cast down to Earth and must now find a place for herself in a world of mortals.
In the Forgotten Worlds universe, God and the Devil are known as Mother and Father respectively, and their histories are increasingly mixed up with those of other religions. Father is not ‘Evil’ per se, though he does oversee a version of Hell where souls are punished for their misdeeds.
On the other hand, Mother can be overbearingly authoritarian and inflexible. She created the angel Sapphira and gifted her to Father to be brought up amongst demons. Likewise, Father created the demon Daniel and gifted him to Mother.
Sapphira and Daniel were supposed to marry, in accordance with some great plan to keep the Lands (of Heaven and Hell) unified. However, Sapphira refused to do this and ended up de-winged and mortal on Earth as the cost of exercising her free will.
If you have not yet read any of the books, then I do not want to tell you more about the plots at this stage (spoilers!), but I can mention that the series has magic and ancient gods (from different pantheons), vampires and werewolves (my own take on these fantastical beings), witches and a whole range of creatures from diverse mythologies.
Of course, the principal heroines of the book are a lesbian couple. No excuses there, but I don’t see where that makes a huge difference to an action-based modern fantasy series. If you can accept Titans again walking the Earth, Norse gods still up to their tricks, Heaven and Hell sitting beside Asgard and Helheim, then a little earthly diversity should be neither here nor there. So, no issues, right?