a rock operatic science fantasy saga by Matthew Graybosch

Without Bloodshed

Morgan Cooper stands accused of serving as the Phoenix Society's assassin, and must clear his name by taking down the dictator who accused him without bloodshed.


This is the first novel I published, back in 2013. I had worked with Curiosity Quills Press and did a hell of a lot of promotion on Google+, which was where most of my fans hung out. Believe it or not, this novel hit #1 on Amazon’s Sci-fi/Cyberpunk list for a couple of days after its release.

It’s not without its flaws, though, some of which crept in because I was trying to expand and improve upon my 2009 Starbreaker draft.

Since the publication rights reverted to me in 2017, I've decided to make the novel available online. If you enjoy it, please look forward to When You Don't See Me, which picks up where this novel leaves off.

Jacket Copy

"All who threaten me die."

These words made Morgan Stormrider's reputation as one of the Phoenix Society's deadliest IRD officers. He served with distinction as the Society's avenger, and specialized in hunting down anybody who dared kill an Adversary in the line of duty. After a decade spent living by the sword, Morgan wants to bid a farewell to arms and make a new life with his friends and his music.

Despite his faltering faith, the Phoenix Society has a final mission for Morgan. A dictator's public accusations made him a liability to his organization. He must put everything aside, make his way to Boston, and put down Alexander Liebenthal's coup while taking him alive to prove he is not the Society's assassin.

Despite the gravity of his task, Morgan cannot put aside his ex-girlfriend's murder, or efforts to frame him and his closest friends for the crime. He cannot ignore a request from a trusted friend to investigate the theft of designs for a weapon before which even gods stand defenseless. He cannot disregard the corruption implied in the Phoenix Society's willingness to make him a scapegoat should he fail to resolve the crisis in Boston without bloodshed.

However, the words with which he forged his reputation haunt him still.