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Tag Archives: David O’Credne Miller
Twenty – 03
[This post is from Bryant Tapping’s point of view.] “Me,” David said quietly. “At least—at least, that’s my guess.” He swallowed hard, then cleared his throat. “I’m—never mind. I’m Aoife O’Credne’s son.” “Grey Miller’s your dad,” Lin said, his gaze … Continue reading
Posted in Ambrose Cycle, Book 8, Chapter 20, Story
Tagged Ambrose Cycle, Artorius Mackenzie, Awakenings, Bryant Tapping, David O'Credne Miller, fantasy, fiction, Isabelle Squires, Knights Errant, original fiction, post apocalyptic, serial, serial fiction, story, Thomas Merlin Ambrose, web fiction
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Twenty – 02
[This post is from Bryant Tapping’s point of view.] Two young men who couldn’t have been any older than his friends stopped dead in their tracks, only steps from the door. Bryant choked on a laugh, barely preventing himself from … Continue reading
Posted in Ambrose Cycle, Book 8, Chapter 20, Story
Tagged Ambrose Cycle, Artorius Mackenzie, Awakenings, Bryant Tapping, David O'Credne Miller, fantasy, fiction, Isabelle Squires, Knights Errant, original fiction, post apocalyptic, serial, serial fiction, story, Thomas Merlin Ambrose, web fiction
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Twenty – 01
[This post is from Bryant Tapping’s point of view.] “Open the door,” David murmured. “They’re almost here.” The sound of his friend’s voice startled Bryant—he’d been half certain David had fallen asleep again, sitting there with Isabelle. She had her … Continue reading
Seventeen – 07
[This post is from David O’Credne Miller’s point of view.] All of the moisture in his mouth dried up and he stared at her for a few seconds. His heart lodged in his throat, refusing to beat, choking him. He … Continue reading
Posted in Ambrose Cycle, Book 8, Chapter 17, Story
Tagged Ambrose Cycle, Awakenings, Bryant Tapping, David O'Credne Miller, fantasy, fiction, Isabelle Squires, Jacqueline Bell, Knights Errant, original fiction, post apocalyptic, serial, serial fiction, story, Travis Kenwick, web fiction
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Seventeen – 06
[This post is from David O’Credne Miller’s point of view.] “It’s not the first time I’ve heard something like that,” the healer said, smiling wryly. “And I imagine that you’ve got as good a reason to say it as … Continue reading
Seventeen – 05
[This post is from David O’Credne Miller’s point of view.] The light was brighter when he opened his eyes and he mumbled a curse, shifting in the bed and immediately squeezing his eyes shut again. “Damn. Why’d you turn the … Continue reading
Posted in Ambrose Cycle, Book 8, Chapter 17, Story
Tagged Ambrose Cycle, Awakenings, Bryant Tapping, David O'Credne Miller, fantasy, fiction, Isabelle Squires, Jacqueline Bell, Knights Errant, Lilah Watson, original fiction, post apocalyptic, serial, serial fiction, story, Travis Kenwick, web fiction
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Seventeen – 04
[This post is from David O’Credne Miller’s point of view.] “You were out,” Bryant said, glancing to the side, as if checking something, before his gaze met David’s again. “We spent quite a bit of time speaking with him and … Continue reading
Seventeen – 03
[This post is from David O’Credne Miller’s point of view.] David jerked upright and every bone and muscle in his body screamed in protest. His throat was dry, but he knew that he’d must have said something upon waking because … Continue reading
Seventeen – 02
[This post is from David O’Credne Miller’s point of view.] You have to find them before it’s too late. But too late for what? Too late how? And how the hell will I know what it is or how or … Continue reading
Posted in Ambrose Cycle, Book 8, Chapter 17, Story
Tagged Ambrose Cycle, David O'Credne Miller, fiction, Knights Errant, original fiction, post apocalyptic, serial, serial fiction, story, web fiction
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Seventeen – 01
[This post is from David O’Credne Miller’s point of view.] There were voices at the very edge of his consciousness, but they were muffled, far away, lost in the midst of a thousand images that flickered behind his eyelids, though … Continue reading