Seeing that she was still a little uneasy, he gave himself another mental kick. Slow down, boy, you'll spook her. Deciding to keep the conversation light, he said laughing, "Really, I bet the Italians didn't care to much for the Irish thing." "I don't know, I never asked. He died when I was six. I didn't really know what Irish and Italian meant actually. Al...
"Gideon Graveloch: son of Theophorus Graveloch, a blacksmith entrusted with his family's oath – to gather and destroy the weapons of the Divinities as they await for Armageddon. Demons and Angels lost their armouries and seek to find them, for the victor of Armageddon will awaken God and He will judge in their favour. But on Earth they can only observe and w...
"Mummy, let's go." The kids were getting restless. As much as they had enjoyed the party at Sharon's house, they were looking forward to the trick or treat bit. Sharon smiled somewhat exasperated. I suppose she was happy that her contribution to the day was coming to a close now also. It had been a long day already, a long week for that matter. Halloween w...
As promised, here is the final chapter of How to Tame Your Tikbalang. I truly enjoyed writing this story and am a bit sad to see it end, but, like all good things, it has to come to a close. Thank you so much for bearing with the long intervals between chapters and for reading my story. Thank you for taking joy in my native lore and for being with me on th...
Hey guys... after some nice comments (and some cajoling from my husband) I decided to do another chapter... this one is extra-long and extra weird, so please let me know in the comments if you care to hear the ending... Julie ***** Time Smut --- Chapter Eight --- Jumping the Shark We rejoin our Heroes deep underneath the mysterious Hypercore facility. Ma...
I do not know what happened other than I must have gotten looped and made a fool of myself at Sara's father's house Sara's mother and sister were there along with her sister's husband. Including Family and other guests there were about fifteen people at the gathering. I must have been an ass because after dinner Sara grabbed me and we got in the car for th...
CHAPTER THIRTEEN. MONDAY. A newspaper story, an arrest, a package. 'Coffee in bed if you like! And here's your morning paper, freshly ironed! And your phone's been buzzing.' 'Thank you, Polly. I'll get up for coffee. Are you OK?' 'I'm right as ninepence! Whatever that is! I'll put the kettle on while you read the headlines.' While she was busy in the...
"MEDIEVAL TIMES, DADDY! This is sooo cool. Look at all the costumes." Lonnie Turner wasn't as entertained as his daughter who herself wore a costume that he called one big set of scarves made into a dress. How she found time to put it together amazed him even more. Of course, having help from her burly Tailor Joshy didn't hurt. What he didn't know was that...
My thanks to Nthusiastic for her help with editing, beta reading, and making good suggestions! ***** "How can she sleep in the carriage?" Isonei was roused from her sleep by Oberath's grousing, but only barely cracked her eyes open. "Let my sister sleep. She'll entertain you again when she wakes, she's had a hard journey." Ivorith murmured and adjust...
Author's note: This chapter is structured a little differently than the others. I sort of wrote myself into a corner with it, and while writing myself out Jeanette's POV became a chapter unto itself. While the rest of Rebellion will probably feature three POV's a chapter, in the future I will probably write only one or two. I like having 4000-5000 words to a...