"And one day, the girl with the books
became the woman writing them."
About Me
Bio
Brianna Sugalski is an Asian American Dark Fantasy author preferring to explore the more ominous—disenchanting, if you will—undertones of romance, the arcane, and folk history. Her debut novel, YA Fantasy DISENCHANTED, released with The Parliament Press in 2020.
Sugalski is also a developmental editor specializing in speculative fiction under Crit & Pen Editorial Agency. Born and raised in Hawaii, she currently lives in Maryland with her historian husband and three little korrigans of her very own.
Disillusioned (Disenchanted #2) is currently being written alongside copious amounts of cheese, bread, and popping scarletbloom tea.
Disenchanted (Disenchanted Series, #1)
I’ve been working on this story for quite some time now, and can’t wait for you to read it. Lilac's troubles first started out as a means of distraction while our son spent four months in the NICU, but it soon turned into a fascinating undertaking that I could not stop thinking about.
I am honored to announce the release of my debut novel, Disenchanted. I cannot wait to take you on this whimsical woodland adventure through Brocéliande with Lilac, her morally ambiguous counterpart, and the Fairfolk... we shan’t dare forget them.
DISENCHANTED released on March 10th, 2020 with The Parliament House Press. Own it on Kindle, paperback, or add it to your TBR list on Goodreads!
I'm currently working on the next adventure—or, perhaps continued travesty—in Lilac and Garin's Brocéliande journey.
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Princess, but no damsel. Beware her mysterious, jewel-encrusted dagger—and her even sharper tongue.
Devilishly debonair. Oh, and cursed. Super cursed.
Princess, but no damsel. Beware her mysterious, jewel-encrusted dagger—and her even sharper tongue.
"Brocéliande!
In the perilous beauty of silence and menacing shade,
Thou art set on the shores of the sea down the haze
of horizons untravelled, unscanned.
Untroubled, untouched with the woes of this world
are the moon-marshalled hosts that invade
Brocéliande.
Only at dusk, when lavender clouds in the orient twilight disband,
Vanishing where all the blue afternoon they have drifted in solemn parade,
Sometimes a whisper comes down on the wind from the valleys of Fairyland—
Sometimes an echo most mournful and faint like the horn of a huntsman strayed,
Faint and forlorn, half drowned in the murmur of foliage fitfully fanned,
Breathes in a burden of nameless regret till I startle,
disturbed and affrayed:
Brocéliande—
Brocéliande—
Brocéliande..."
Alan Seeger, 1917
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