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August 16, 2020

Serpent Daughter – Snippet 10

Serpent Daughter – Snippet 10 ~Are you listening?~ he asked. ~Yes,~ Wilkes said. ~Is this Montreal?~ They descended toward a pond, in the center of which stood an island with three buildings. ~Yes,~ Nathaniel told him. ~Things look different in this place.~ ~Hold still, so I don’t have to listen over the drumbeats.~ Nathaniel paused, […]
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Published on August 16, 2020 23:00

The Portals Of Hell – Snippet 10

The Portals Of Hell – Snippet 10 *** At the university, a tall and willowy upperclassman met him at the front gate — another perquisite of a famous father. Bidding Belo farewell, Davin shouldered his pack, and trudged after his guide onto the campus without looking back. They passed to the left of the Iglesa […]
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August 13, 2020

1637 No Peace Beyond The Line – Snippet 11

1637 No Peace Beyond The Line – Snippet 11 The three Dutch man-of-wars with forty or more guns — Prins Willem, Amsterdam, and Gelderland — were actually keeping pace with the smaller, faster hulls, thanks to the three small steam tugs, powered by down-time-manufactured steam plants from Germany. Not particularly powerful, they still provided an […]
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Heart Of The World – Snippet 09

Heart Of The World – Snippet 09 They brought more. She washed down through a crust of dirt, to the sunburnt skin of face and arms, and then — with a glance at the women watching her — she peeled off the rags of her dress. Her underthings were gone. She washed her body, her […]
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Marked Territory – Snippet 09

Marked Territory – Snippet 09 It wasn’t empty, either. A scrawny pigeon with ragged feathers perched on the arm of a pew, shifting nervously from foot to foot. A rabbit with matted black fur and red eyes crouched underneath another pew, tensed like he was ready to bolt. Even though there was nowhere to go. […]
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Serpent Daughter – Snippet 09

Serpent Daughter – Snippet 09 He had to keep silent, too. That was the game. So, quiet as a butterfly, Ma’iingan ignored the marks on the ground and stalked through the forest. His sons were both healthy. Ayaabe had been healthy from birth, but his son Miigiwewin had been born in a ritual fault, and […]
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The Portals Of Hell – Snippet 09

The Portals Of Hell – Snippet 09 Chapter 5: A New Beginning Summer fled quickly. Astride Charger, riding with Belo towards L’ Universite d’L’s Hermanes to begin the fall semester, Davin found himself remembering spring and summer as a series of scenes, stamped into his memory because of their significance, the rest of the past […]
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Published on August 13, 2020 23:00

August 11, 2020

Heart Of The World – Snippet 08

Heart Of The World – Snippet 08 CHAPTER TWO In The Ordu of the Il-Khan Dinah ached, her whole body a single burning pain, her bottom half ripped and ruined. Lying on the hard ground in the dark she shivered, thinking she might be pregnant. Some horror growing in her. No matter. They would kill […]
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Marked Territory – Snippet 08

Marked Territory – Snippet 08 Chapter Three The trek wasn’t that bad, at first. Some of the spit and polish fell by the wayside after a couple of blocks, but Ringo’s turf was far from the ugliest part of the city I’d ever seen. People moved to and fro, checking their mailboxes, calling up to […]
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Serpent Daughter – Snippet 08

Serpent Daughter – Snippet 08 Margaret’s gift from their father was a brutal strength and a heroic capacity to shake off blows, both of which were only available to her when she was angry or afraid. You think yourself a queen. You shall be a slave, chained to my throne. “I’ve got one,” Sarah said. […]
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Published on August 11, 2020 23:00

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