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Tag Archives: Phelan O’Credne
Nineteen – 03
[This post is from Marin’s point of view.] The distraction was all whatever had been attacking me needed. Phantom claws dug into my flesh and my head rang like a bell, like I’d been knocked from the wall and banged … Continue reading
Posted in Book 6, Chapter 19, Story
Tagged Awakenings, Cyhyraeth, fantasy, fiction, Marin Astoris, original fiction, Phelan O'Credne, post apocalyptic, Seamus Vaughan, serial, serial fiction, story, web fiction
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Nineteen – 01
[This post is from Marin’s point of view.] A camazotzi screamed as it slammed into the wards, energy sheeting across them in a blast of light. I felt light-headed even as I drew and fired another shot far out over … Continue reading
Posted in Book 6, Chapter 19, Story
Tagged Awakenings, Cameron Mackenzie, fantasy, fiction, Kellin, Marin Astoris, Matthew Astoris, original fiction, Phelan O'Credne, post apocalyptic, Seamus Vaughan, serial, serial fiction, Sif, story, Thordin, web fiction, Wild Hunt
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Eighteen – 05
[This post is from J.T.’s point of view.] Another curse dropped from J.T.’s lips. He twisted toward Paul, his eyes narrowing. What the hell is going sideways now? “Talk to me, Paul.” “That is a shit-ton of lightning,” Paul said. … Continue reading
Seventeen – 03
[This pot is from Thordin’s point of view.] Menhit let go of Sif, squaring herself to meet Thordin’s charge. Sif dropped to her knees, pale and swaying, weakly clutching at a spot where bright blood soaked her shirt. Anhur’s gaze … Continue reading
Posted in Book 6, Chapter 17, Story
Tagged Anhur, Awakenings, fantasy, fiction, Marin Astoris, Matthew Astoris, Menhit, original fiction, Phelan O'Credne, post apocalyptic, Seamus Vaughan, serial, serial fiction, Sif, story, Thom Ambrose, Thordin, web fiction, Wild Hunt
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Seventeen – 02
[This post is from Thordin’s point of view.] The storm overhead twisted, lightning that had once arced toward the walls wrenched away. The wind howled as it shifted, the clouds churning like a maelstrom. At the far end of the … Continue reading
Posted in Book 6, Chapter 17, Story
Tagged Anhur, Awakenings, fantasy, fiction, J.T. Mackenzie, Marin Astoris, Matthew Astoris, Menhit, original fiction, Phelan O'Credne, post apocalyptic, Seamus Vaughan, serial, serial fiction, story, Thom Ambrose, Thordin, web fiction, Wild Hunt
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Seventeen – 01
[This post is from Thordin’s point of view.] “Where is Sif?” It was the second time he’d asked the question, as he hauled himself up onto the wall on the far side of the gate. He was surprised to see … Continue reading
Posted in Book 6, Chapter 17, Story
Tagged Anhur, Awakenings, fantasy, fiction, J.T. Mackenzie, Jacqueline Bell, Marin Astoris, Matthew Astoris, original fiction, Phelan O'Credne, post apocalyptic, Seamus Vaughan, serial, serial fiction, Sif, story, Thom Ambrose, Thordin, web fiction
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Fourteen – 03
[This post is from Thordin’s point of view.] “Hell,” Rory said, shaking his head. “We can’t go two damn weeks without someone new gunning for us, can we? Turning into one of those damn monster of the week shows.” “This … Continue reading
Posted in Book 6, Chapter 14, Story
Tagged Awakenings, fantasy, fiction, Gwen Johanson, Hecate, J.T. Mackenzie, Kurt Johanson, Marin Astoris, Neve Vaughan, original fiction, Phelan O'Credne, post apocalyptic, Rory O'Hara, serial, serial fiction, story, Tala Johanson, Thomas Merlin Ambrose, Thordin, web fiction
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Fourteen – 02
[This post is from Thordin’s point of view.] His heart hammered against his breastbone, as heavy as a ball of lead trapped in the cage of his ribs. I killed that bastard long ago. She’s right. He should be dead. … Continue reading
Eleven – 06
[This post is from Marin’s point of view.] A chill shot through me. “Why? I thought she was their prisoner.” “It’s more complicated than that,” Matt murmured, closing his eyes and leaning against the forge’s doorframe. “You heard her talk … Continue reading
Eleven – 05
[This post is from Marin’s point of view.] “Jay,” I whispered. He squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head. “I don’t want sympathy. That’s not what I need. I need help, dammit, and I’m not sure who I’m going … Continue reading