The 13th Mage

The 13th MageOwen ONeill had his plate full. He had spent the past few centuries researching ways of getting hold of the one item what would make him the most powerful Mage on Earth; an activity which consumed every fiber of his being. Now he also had to complete a quest which had been pending for millennia. If that wasnt enough, he had overdone his latest body rejuvenation process and instead of becoming a stable 50 year old, he was somewhere between puberty and

Owen OÕNeill had his plate full. He had spent the past few centuries researching ways of getting hold of the one item what would make him the most powerful Mage on Earth; an activity which consumed every fiber of his being. Now he also had to complete a quest which had been pending for millennia. If that wasnÕt enough, he had overdone his latest body rejuvenation process and instead of becoming a stable 50 year old, he was somewhere between puberty and young adulthood.

Then in walked a pregnant Jennifer Stone. Jennifer was nothing to write home about. She was an ordinary mortal who thought Mages existed in books and computer games. She was also a bit on the skinny side. Had he known at the time that Jennifer was the primary target of the Shadow Ones, not only would he have walked away from the whole deal, but sold his house and moved continents with no forwarding address. Permanently. Fortunately he didn't.

A story of unconditional love and self realization.