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by
Alex White
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June 14 - June 30, 2025
They bought off the Fixers and hit us with two fricking battle cruisers. And you seem to forget the bounty on your head.”
Nilah
Boots
It looked like pressed protein garbage, but smelled heavenly.
The eggheads at High Command found a way to enchant them like the hoteliers do.
If you want the best athletes, you’ve got to treat them like prized beasts.
I don’t work half as much as you, and that’s the way I like it.”
“But you’re pampered as hell,” Boots
“And you only think about yourself.
unfamiliar shame burning in her breast.
Mee too. I’m not a high-paid professional atheists and a I didn’t work out all winter long to be in shape in the spring, but year in and year out week in and week out I worked and prepared and sweated to do battle with federal prosecutors, federal judges, federal stents, in very high stakes in the public forums of federal court.
I’m not merely frightened. My dreams are at stake.”
Chalice of Hana
Renwick Dynasty.
the Saint of Flowers,
I ran the numbers, and we had a few million years before that red giant ate everything in its system.
Gemma Katz,
Gemma
Stetson Giles.
I was finally going to get to cast magic.”
“What’s to tell? Everyone gets a cardioid, and I didn’t.” “I thought you couldn’t live without it.”
Marshanda Fosser.
“I’ve had rather bad luck talking about the war.” “And I couldn’t care less about life in a race car. I doubt we have one thing in common.”
Sam Mitcham?”
Erantis System.
“So it’s racing and legendary treasures?”
Nilah
mechanist’s art,
Boots
Armin
Carré
Cordell’s
Cordell would project a shield across the belly during reentry.
His amplified magic could stop military-grade slingers,
Orna, Malik, Aisha, Didier, and Nilah
the palace of Duke Thiollier,
Boots glanced over at Nilah, wondering what that look was on her face. It could’ve been shame, or some regret of some kind.
She’d played it pretty cool with him, kept it professional, and she worried about that mask slipping.
Nilah,
Orna
Malik
a scent that carried both the acute memory of being knocked unconscious and inexplicable exhilaration.

