Thaddeus White is a speculative fiction author who writes fantasy, fantasy-comedy, sci-fi, steampunk and the odd ghost story.
When not writing, he enjoys reading fantasy and history (classical/medieval), and watching and gambling (with varying degrees of success) on Formula 1.
Website – thaddeuswhite.weebly.com
Blog – thaddeusthesixth.blogspot.co.uk
Twitter – @MorrisF1
Books by Thaddeus White
Iron Belly stepped out of the darkness, sword dripping with blood. “Are you alright, colonel?” the major asked. Ba grimaced. “The day started with a flogging and ended with assassins. I’m looking forward to tomorrow.” He yanked off the mask from one of the dead men. “Recognise him?” Iron Belly … Continue reading
General Gao stared for a moment at Ba, eyes wide with shock. Then he threw his table across the hall, crockery and wine bottles smashing to smithereens. “You dare approach your commanding officer when your armour is dripping with blood? This arrogant contravention of military regulations might have been tolerated … Continue reading
“Well… very impressive,” General Gao said. “Major Cho, you know where White Wood Fortress is?” Iron Belly cleared his throat. “Yes, sir.” “The bandits have been allowed to dwell there too long. Colonel Ba, take Major Cho and fifty men and destroy them,” Gao commanded. Ba’s eyes gleamed at the … Continue reading
Ba left the Hall of Righteous Bloodshed and marched to the quartermaster. Everyone had seen him ride in with Governor Rong so, despite not yet having his seal of authority, the quartermaster readily provided him with a fresh uniform, armour and weapons. Ba thanked him and piled the equipment and … Continue reading
Ba Renzhong screamed a war cry as he charged like a rhino into the midst of the bandits. A spear jabbed at him, but he ducked beneath it and tackled the brigand to the ground. His elbow knocked the criminal witless, and Ba grabbed the spear for himself. Seeing that … Continue reading
This is the story of a lord who mistook a diamond for a pebble, and threw it away. Ba Renzhong hobbled through the wide streets of Tiangjin. Guards marched ahead and behind him, and he was shirtless so that the people lining the streets could see the marks of flogging … Continue reading
Ardashir raised a hand to help shield his eyes from the icy desert wind. The sleeves of his linen robe swathed his hand, offering it a little warmth against the nocturnal chill. “I told you we should’ve gone north,” he said, words muffled by his headscarf. “The valley’s more sheltered … Continue reading
Gertrude and the others were glad to finally return to The Sun Dancer. Their stolen gunboat, renamed The Tiger’s Eye II by Tristan, had not taken long for the crew of pirates to hijack, and they were delighted with the small arsenal of weaponry its former owner, a bounty hunter, … Continue reading
Gertrude stared at the tablet’s screen for a moment, scarcely believing that the Murovians had covered up the Emperor’s murder, or that Drusus was responsible, at least in part. Then she tossed the tablet onto the deck and crushed it beneath her boot. She found a coil of rope inside … Continue reading
Gertrude eyed the stranger for a long time. He seemed content to watch her through the augmented vision of his mask, and was in no rush to start the hand-to-hand fight he knew was coming. His species was an utter mystery to her. He could have been a man in … Continue reading