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Witchy Kingdom – Snippet 18

Witchy Kingdom – Snippet 18 At a tiny knoll just outside the company camp, Hooke poured out the remainder of the ashes. There he finally took the two large timbers from the wagon and used them to build one final … Continue reading →

River Of Night – Snippet 35

River Of Night – Snippet 35 CHAPTER 10 It was nightfall, and the combined parties, including Tom’s group and Robbin’s extended clan, had closed the doors to the big barn, which was the only place large enough to accommodate everyone … Continue reading →

Witchy Kingdom – Snippet 17

Witchy Kingdom – Snippet 17 Chapter Four “In the meantime, if you find any way to introduce a plague of weevils into Cahokia, by all means do so.” No one told Dadgayadoh to keep an eye on the Sorcerer Robert … Continue reading →

River Of Night – Snippet 34

River Of Night – Snippet 34 “Oh, I am so going to taze you now!” the short Army private said, stumping forward. “I told you to wait with us back here, and I turn my back for one… Hey hey, … Continue reading →

Marque of Caine – Snippet 36

Marque of Caine – Snippet 36 Chapter Twenty-Four April, 2124 Rooaioo’q, BD +66 582 Alnduul approached Riordan, hands outstretched. “We simply terminated the simulation. There is no problem–“ “No problem?” Riordan stalked toward the Dornaani, who stopped, retreated a step. … Continue reading →

Witchy Kingdom – Snippet 16

Witchy Kingdom – Snippet 16 The beastkind warriors on the wall, on the other hand, stood still and stared fiercely down at the Imperials below. The Imperials–Maltres looked and saw men pointing at the wall. They saw, they knew. What … Continue reading →

River Of Night – Snippet 33

River Of Night – Snippet 33 CHAPTER 9 The access road was unexpectedly difficult. The Suburban had to be carefully diverted around or in some cases, eased across large, jagged rocks. There were unaccountably steep sections and one stretch that … Continue reading →

Marque of Caine – Snippet 35

Marque of Caine – Snippet 35 Riordan forced himself to take a deep breath. The voice, the face, the small gestures, the nuanced shift between facial expressions that were as unique to Nolan Corcoran as his fingerprints: Christ, how did … Continue reading →

Marque of Caine – Snippet 34

Marque of Caine – Snippet 34 Alnduul had reached the craggy stone face. “That might be a closer analog,” he agreed, just before he stepped forward, shifted quickly to the right. And disappeared. “Do not be alarmed,” his voice assured. … Continue reading →

River Of Night – Snippet 32

River Of Night – Snippet 32 Beside him, Risky swayed slightly, belted into the front passenger seat. Though his NODs painted a bright green and black picture, he knew from experience that judging relative distances through the device was tricky, … Continue reading →