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Tag Archives: serial
Thirteen – 01
[This post is from Bryant Tapping’s point of view.] “Are we sure this is the right place?” Bryant Tapping closed his eyes for a moment, exhaling softly as his hands stilled in the process of checking his gear. Travis’s question … Continue reading
Posted in Ambrose Cycle, Book 8, Chapter 13, Story
Tagged Ambrose Cycle, Awakenings, Bryant Tapping, David O'Credne Miller, fantasy, fiction, Isabelle Squires, Knights Errant, Lilah Watson, original fiction, post apocalyptic, serial, serial fiction, story, Travis Kenwick, web fiction
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Twelve – 05
[This post is from Kailey Astoris’s point of view.] A shiver wracked her and she swallowed hard, struggling to find her voice as they stood in silence for a few moments after his admission. He reached for her hand and … Continue reading
Twelve – 04
[This post is from Kailey Astoris’s point of view.] She stared at the village for what felt like a long time, trying to wrestle her stomach back into behaving, trying to breathe, trying not to cry. It was as if … Continue reading
Posted in Ambrose Cycle, Book 8, Chapter 12, Story
Tagged Awakenings, fantasy, fiction, Kailey Astoris, original fiction, post apocalyptic, serial, serial fiction, story, Thomas Merlin Ambrose, web fiction
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Twelve – 03
[This post is from Kailey Astoris’s point of view.] She tried not to look inside the cottage—she didn’t want to see the man that Phelan had said was his nephew, didn’t want to see or know more. The shock of … Continue reading
Twelve – 02
[This post is from Kailey Astoris’s point of view.] The sound of their footsteps fell in behind her, the soft and oddly familiar echo of boots against the ground. It was almost comforting as long as she didn’t look back … Continue reading
Twelve – 01
[This post is from Kailey Astoris’s point of view.] The once and future king. The words slammed into her with the force of a charging stallion, like one of the warhorses that the Wild Hunt still kept and tended. The … Continue reading
Eleven – 07
[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] Kailey threw up her hands, glaring at both of us in equal measure. “There you go again! Riddles! Why the hell is it always riddles when I need you to … Continue reading
Eleven – 06
[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] “Okay,” Kailey said slowly, once again looking between us. Her gaze was wary, now, her movements slow and careful, the way you move when you’re trying not to startle or … Continue reading
Eleven – 05
[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] Kailey stopped pacing, stopped dead in her tracks, and stared at him hard. “Time out,” she said. “What?” I glared at her, my heart in my throat, then looked back … Continue reading
Eleven – 04
[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] I stared at the closed door for a few seconds, then my gaze flicked toward Phelan, who stared at it silently for a moment longer than I did, then took … Continue reading