He’d had enough. For more than a month he’d been chewing on what to do about his father and that maw-taken artifact. He didn’t know why he was letting it get to him as it was, since he’d known since last winter that his father had pulled something… [See More on Patreon]
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Patreon: Run to Ground – Chapter 8
The office building was a five-story block building on Surganova Street with a shuttered pharmacy on the ground floor and a lamp burning over… [See More on Patreon]
Patreon: Of Princes and Pawns – Chapter 17
Edmund hated waiting, especially when it was someone who served him. Colm had never been the most obedient of men, but that had been getting worse since they came… [See More on Patreon]
Patreon: Before Later – Chapter 18
I was on my fifth trip back down the wooden stairs when the Bronco rolled back into the lot, and Tara parked next to the box truck. I’d spent the whole time she was gone, which was longer than I expected, to work up my apology, feeling like a jerk with each… [See More on […]
Patreon: Of Princes and Pawns – Chapter 16
Edmund was in a foul mood when Orlan came in with a sheaf of thin dispatch slips. The damned merchant running this province was continuing to squeeze him and already there were some eyes looking to the island he’d set up from his privateers’ cargo. He’d known… [See More on Patreon]
Patreon: Before Later – Chapter 17
I’d spent way too long in the shower, letting the hot water work out some of the knots from all of the work at the cottage, and the mirror was completely fogged over by the time… [See More on Patreon]