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Tag Archives: Thomas Merlin Ambrose
Nine – 04
[This post is from Kailey Astoris’s point of view.] Her feet hit the hard-packed dirt at the bottom of the ladder and she turned, seeing only her father’s back at first as he headed for Lin. There was tension in … Continue reading
Nine – 03
[This post is from Kailey Astoris’s point of view.] The sound of Lin’s voice sent fresh cold flooding through her. Kailey twisted, her hand clamping down on her mother’s even harder—just as Hecate’s grip crushed hers. He stumbled toward the … Continue reading
Nine – 02
[This post is from Kailey Astoris’s point of view.] Kailey tore her gaze from the faces of the people manning their defenses—most of them faces she’d known her whole life—and looked out over the field again, straining her eyes to … Continue reading
Eight – 08
[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] The gates were already closed as I slipped into the shadow of one of the watchtowers and the movement upon the walls was ebbing—it seemed that everyone that was going … Continue reading
Eight – 07
[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] As I approached, no one really looked at me—all of them seemed far more intent on what they were doing. I could hear my uncle’s voice from the wall, but … Continue reading
Posted in Ambrose Cycle, Book 8, Chapter 08
Tagged Ambrose Cycle, Awakenings, fantasy, fiction, original fiction, post apocalyptic, serial, serial fiction, story, Thomas Merlin Ambrose, web fiction
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Eight – 06
[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] It was controlled chaos around us as she dragged me along to the tunnel’s entrance. She had no way to know that I had zero intentions of going below, especially … Continue reading
Eight – 05
[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] I tugged on my boots. Kailey crossed her arms, watching me, her expression suddenly suspicious. “What are you not telling me?” she asked. I shook my head quickly and regretted … Continue reading
Eight – 04
[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] “Fine.” The word came as an exhaled breath. “Fine, dammit, fine. There are riders coming cross-country. I saw them from the orchard. They’re armed. They might be scouts, they might … Continue reading
Eight – 03
[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] “Oh hell no.” Kailey crossed the room in two seconds flat and grabbed my arm before I could stop her—or warn her. Hell, someone should have warned me. The pain … Continue reading
Eight – 02
[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] My heart started hammering faster, like it was trying to batter its way through my breastbone to reach open air. “Where? Why?” “Dad said to take you below where it’s … Continue reading