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Titles List

Comprehensive List of serial/web novel titles written/to be written by Hannah R Jacobs (Hannah Beal), aka Cacoethes. 

** Will be updated regularly ** 


"Romance of the Devil's Mountain"  - Web Novel

Genre(s): High Fantasy, Romance, Immortal Heroes/Villains, Fairy-tale Elements

- Volume One: Huqing
- Volume Two: Zhu Wenshi
- Volume Three: The Convention
- Volume Four: TBD

Aether Aevran - Serial Short Stories

Genre(s): Adventure, Action, Young Adult, Romance, Fantasy, Historical-Parallelism

- Part 1: Finding The Spirit of Harmony
- Part 2: Against the Dragon King
- Part 3: The Spirit of War
- Part 4: TBD
- Part 5: TBD

- Second Gen Part 1: TBD

Wrong Side of Glory - Web Novel

Genre(s): High Fantasy, Dark Fantasy, Romance, Erotic/Sensual (Minor), Action, Adventure

- Part One
- Part Two
- Part Three
- TBD

Meld Malo - Web Novel 

Genre(s): Low Fantasy/Contemporary Fantasy, Action/Adventure, Romance, Dark, Mild Horror Elements

- Part One: Storm of Dragons
- Part Two: TBD
- TBD

Tiger In The Garden: Journey of the Poetry Lord And Little Magnolia - Web Novel

Genres: High Fantasy, Cultivation (esque) Fantasy/Immortal Heroes/Villains, Action/Adventure, Romance

- Part One: 
- Part Two: 
- Part Three: 
- Part Four: 

Tiger In The Garden: Tale of the Poetry Lord - Web Novel

Genre(s): High Fantasy, Cultivation (esque) Fantasy/Immortal Heroes/Villains, Action/Adventure, Romance

- Part One: 
- Part Two: 
- Part Three: 
- Part Four: 
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