After Breed, a thief-assassin of small renown is chased by a dragon, tricked by a demon, almost killed by a psychopathic gang boss, and hunted by a ferocious spider assassin, life really takes a turn for the worse. Sentenced to five…
There is a saying amongst the killers of the Midnight Court, ‘when rivals cross paths, blades always follow.’
Shey Jing is an honorable warrior, Sebastian Schiller a louche, schism touched bounty hunter known as ‘the Mosquito’.
They are given a simple choice when they cross paths with the Roach King; work together or die together.
But simple isn’t easy when two people hate each other.
Thrown together by capricious Fate, the arrachid and the Mosquito must overcome their many, many differences and complete their mission. Only then can they get on with the real business of fighting over who gets to kill the Guild Blade they’re hunting.
The Chronicles of Breed
The World Needs A Hero, but all its got is Breed. Leaving the Empire to face the wrath of an angry demon and its infernal hordes, Breed takes a ship and flees to Shen. With pockets full of gold, the hammer of the Hammer of the North, a…
Miserable after the loss of (another) friend, and alone in a strange, new world, Breed is taken prisoner by a gang of undead thugs. Stripped of power, Breed is used as a bait dog in an arena where the only reward for surviving is the…
Breed saved a world, killed a demon, destroyed the gods that made it, and then went home. It was time to rest, perchance to die. But as any fool knows, there is no rest for the wicked. No one is going anywhere until an old friend…
After half-killing Mother Blake's murderer, Breed is obliged to repay a debt to a powerful Prince of the Midnight Court. Armed with little more than a bad attitude, and partnered with a feckless sorcerer and an arrogant, gang enforcer,…
Two Assassins, One Target; There Will Be Blood. There is a saying amongst the killers of the Midnight Court, 'when rivals cross paths, blades always follow.' Shey Jing is an honorable warrior, Sebastian Schiller a louche, schism…
About K.T. Davies
KT Davies accidentally became a professional actor, was in a Troma movie, and performed in an award-winning play at the Edinburgh Festival. KT has also worked as a drama teacher, a scaffolder, and a server in numerous restaurants because, much like Mandalorians, this is the way for actors. At some point our hero skidded sideways into theatrical prop making, (including work for Shakespeare’s Globe Theatre) before falling into the dread, Pit of Writing, which it turns out, isn’t actually that dreadful.
In 2015 KT’s novel ‘Breed’ was shortlisted for the British Fantasy Society, Robert Holdstock Award for Best Fantasy Novel. She’s also been guest editor of the British Fantasy Society Focus Magazine and has contributed to several anthologies including Legends 3: Stories in Honour of David Gemmell in 2019, and in 2020 ‘The Tales of Catt and Fisher: The Art of the Steal’ published by Rebellion.
Her Internationally bestselling series, ‘The Chronicles of Breed’ features the gender unspecified half-human, half-lizard, thief assassin Breed Blake.
KT lives just up the road from where Tolkien lived during his time in the army, AKA Stafford UK. She has two delightful children, a wonderful husband, and 3 brilliant dogs*.
When not wrangling words, kids, and dogs, KT, a long-time historical re-enactor and amateur martial artist, plays with not so sharp, not so pointy, ye olde weapons, sometimes on foot and sometimes on horseback. As an ex-professional prop maker, KT also likes to make monsters and wear their skins (okay, it’s cosplay, KT also likes to cosplay). All the above are super useful skills when it comes to writing fantasy. Not only does KT know what it feels like to wear plate armour for six hours straight, she also knows what it’s like to get authentically stabbed, burned, blown up, and steamrollered by a unit of pikemen and yes, she has the scars to prove it.
*I have to say this, they’re watching me like a trio of hungry raptors.
So, we wandered along to the MCM London Comic Con the other week and had a great time. While we were there we bumped into a shady cove you might recognise, (even though they said they were in disguise). They were hanging out with another bunch of dodgy characters and apparently had nothing to do with the heist at the Tower of London that night…apparently. Anyway, I managed to get a few pictures so here they are.
If you don’t recognise the miscreant in all these photo’s perhaps you should check out their previous exploits by clicking below.
Here are some pics of me forging a knife the old skool Japanese way, in Japan at a little forge outside Kameoka. It’s a beautiful, peaceful place where mountains cut down sharply into lush fields through which deep rivers run and not all spirits are homeless.
Not only was making a knife fun, if you like being super-hot, on a hot day, while trying not to fuck things up kinda fun. It was an experience I’ll use in my writing, just like I use my experience with ye olde weapons, thieving, and murder. Okay not the last two, honest. But I know what it’s like to be in a shield wall, a musket block with cavalry bearing down, and to ride at the tilt. Alas, I also know what it’s like to set myself on fire (with my musket), get slightly blown up, trampled, break bones falling off a horse, and be stabbed and stitched, but those are stories for another day. Be assured however, if you read my novels you’ll get a taste of those things, hopefully as second-hand through the lens of fantasy, safely bound in the pages of a book. So yeah, I made a knife and it works, and here are some pictures.