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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
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Chad S Bonar Jr.

I’ve always found my way out of reality through stories.

 

For years, that meant building worlds at the table as a Dungeon Master—creating characters, conflicts, and moments that felt real… even if they never reached an ending. Life had a way of interrupting those stories before they could become something complete.

 

So I decided to do something different.

 

I decided to finish one.

 

The Carrion Chronicles is the first story I’ve committed to seeing through to the end—a world shaped by the same energy, unpredictability, and emotional weight that comes from live storytelling. It’s written the way I’ve always experienced stories: raw at first, then refined into something meant to be felt.

 

Outside of writing, I work as a safety manager in construction, where my focus is simple—make sure people go home at the end of the day. That perspective carries into everything I create: stories where survival matters, where choices have weight, and where what’s left behind can be just as important as what’s lost.

 

When I’m not writing, I try to live life the same way I approach my stories—through an adventurous lens. Whether it’s exploring the mountains in our side-by-side, chasing new places, or just getting out to see something we haven’t before, I share those moments with my beautiful wife and our fur daughter.

 

Because at the end of the day, stories aren’t just something we tell.

 

They’re something we live.

 

And if you’ve ever used stories to escape… or to feel something deeper…

 

You’re exactly where you’re supposed to be.

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A Glimpse Into Carrion

The world is not dying.

It is being consumed.

 

Not by fire.

Not by war.

But by something that feeds on what remains after loss.

 

The Euratians were once everywhere—bound to creatures known as Morflings, their lives intertwined in a way that made them stronger together than apart. That bond was their greatest strength.

 

Now…

It is what makes them prey.

As something ancient begins to move beneath the surface of Carrion, it does not hunt flesh. It hunts grief. Memory. Connection.

 

And the stronger the bond—

The deeper the feast.

Lorelei is one of the last.

 

A hunter shaped by survival, bound to her Morfling, Gril. Together, they move through a world that is slowly unraveling, where every step forward feels like it may be the last.

 

Because whatever is coming…

Is not just taking lives.

It is taking what makes them matter.

The Chronicles

The Lost Souls

Some are lost. Not Taken.

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Not all who fade are gone.

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The lost are never truly gone... only claimed.

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What remains is what they hunger for.

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Lost... but not forgotten.

Coming Soon

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Coming Soon

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