Eric marveled at the pink hues of sunrise as they sailed through the sky. “Maybe dawn patrols aren’t so bad,” he said.
Then his stomach lurched as his draconic partner dove.
“Verity!” he yelped, his voice climbing to an octave more befitting
Atlas sat tall on his ten-foot throne and gripped the trident in his right hand. “It is time.”
The throne sat atop the dais; the golden tendrils of the crest swirled like seaweed. The afternoon sunlight glinted against the metal and sent
The prophecy crystal had never been wrong.
Every thousand years, it identified the legendary hero who stood against darkness. Kings trusted it. Priests revered it. The kingdom planned everything around it. So, when the crystal flashed bright gold and projected
Early morning mist hangs thick over my lake. I feel a disturbance in the waters along the shoreline.
Concentrating my will, I see them. Men with thick beards and heavy boots are pushing a small boat off the shore. Two of them row while
It was a simple task, delivering a basket of apples to the Spanish militia. The one duty a woman could perform in Zaragoza. But hidden in her basket, Agustina transported divine Aragon apples, sourced from the local orchard believed to be blessed by saints, that offered
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He paced outside the wrought-iron fence, eyeing the bright-red brick Victorian mansion as if a monster lurked within. His first time back since…
And his first time seeing her again in many years.
A plaque by the open gate read The Big House: Home for
Ivy’s position afforded her a bird’s-eye view of the most popular path to the Metro Silver Line. It was frequented by visitors to Washington, D.C. as well as commuters from the bedroom community of Reston.
People with shiny objects begging to be reclaimed.
“Shouldn’t you be working?” A familiar voice drifted upward.
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When you’re five, your imaginary friend means the world to you. When you’re thirty-five, you wondered why they were trying to kill your spouse.
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The Whirlpool of Destiny. The ancient scrolls promised that I, Prince Quenton, would find freedom in its magical depths. Instead, as soon as I touched the water’s surface, I emerged through a flash of green light in a room smaller than a servant’s bedchamber.
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“Perfect weather, Benji,” drawled Mac.
The forest was cold, it was damp, and it was getting dark. “How so?” I said.
“Snow on its way. That’ll cover the grave.”
Mac, carrying the head end of the shrouded corpse, peered into the gathering gloom…
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Arthur, King of the Britons, lay dying in Merlin’s arms.
The boat creaked around them, its gentle movements a stark contrast to the hellish Camlann battlefield. Arthur’s torso bled profusely, staining his tunic through the hasty bandages Merlin had applied. Mordred’s blade pierced too deep. Even with all his power, Merlin could only
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What’s a vampire to do when he falls head-over-heels for a girl from a garlic farm?
Brace himself to attend a home-cooked Italian dinner at her family’s, of course.
“We’ve got five minutes. Are you sure you want to go through with this, Vlad?” Sarah’s fingers tap the steering wheel in time with the car’s left blinker.
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