Anne Pengelly writes fantasy stories steeped in lore, layered with emotion, and occasionally blasted with glitter. When she’s not wrangling ancient relics and epic destinies on the page, she’s fending off garden snails, training her bonsai (gently), and trying to convince her dog and cat to peacefully co-exist (unsuccessfully).
Her days are a mix of hard Pilates, soft jumpers, and a firm belief that coffee and Prosecco both count as writing fuel. She’s currently learning Spanish for an upcoming family wedding. She knows lots of words but can never remember them when it counts. Anne is also contemplating the perfect flowering tree to plant beside a newly claimed white wall. There will be petals. There will be drama.
Her books feature magic with consequence, characters with heart, and the occasional laugh in the dark. Her writing blends epic stakes with found family, dry wit, and the kind of characters who’d fight ancient gods before finishing their tea. Most recently, her dark fantasy novel Veinbound: The Red Bargain earned a ★★★★★ review from Self-Publishing Review, who called it “shadowy, brilliant, and layered with timely symbolism.”
Anne Pengelly writes fantasy stories steeped in lore, layered with emotion, and occasionally blasted with glitter. When she’s not wrangling ancient relics and epic destinies on the page, she’s fending off garden snails, training her bonsai (gently), and trying to convince her dog and cat to peacefully co-exist (unsuccessfully).
Her days are a mix of hard Pilates, soft jumpers, and a firm belief that coffee and Prosecco both count as writing...
In a world once saved by gods born of desperate prayer, ancient seals bind a vengeful power beneath the earth. But now the first has begun to break—and something long forgotten is stirring.
In the quiet village of Fenward, twelve year old Weylin lives a simple life: helping his...
Blood & Bond Book Two of The Outerlands Trilogy The seals are weakening. The Weave is fraying. And the Threadkeeper has only just begun to understand what he is. Weylin never asked for this. He never wanted the weight of prophecy, the burden of power, or the eyes of gods, old and new, upon him. But fate is rarely kind to those who carry threads...
The world is fraying. The Weave trembles. And the Knot is beginning to stir.
Nyari is a prisoner of the First Flame, taken by zealots, ordered by Tazareth, the First Flame High Priestess. She is held in a place where even memory burns. And for Weylin, nothing else matters. He will find her, no matter the cost. But...
