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To Hannah, the stool was sacred territory – HER throne.

“For goodness

 Chapter One- The Chosen Ones

His blood boils, his heart races with each blow his opponent throws at him.&

      The thin line of rattling caravans with their once-exuberant tent-tops, screaming, yelling,

 PROLOGUE

15th Century

Romania, Bucharest

I knew my brothers intentions were fa

The diner area of the gas station was shutdown. Considering the grade D rating plastered on the window that was a good thin

Axel made an amateur driver’s mistake; he forgot to fill the tank. For two weeks, he had managed to keep track, but a

Guardians of the Gate

Silence filled the shadowy den. It had few windows with the light of the moon illuminating the walls painted b

I stared at the vast collection of nothingness that stood before me. Nothingness that was not light, nor was it dark. Not w

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Kutal’s translation read —

Behold! For what be known of wonders majestic, this wis

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The fair Rossa surpassed all the other hot, young, models dancing in the field.

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Incredulous, Salame looked at her husband with a face of granite.

“Benji…? Yo

Prologue-

Young Master Reverend wasn’t sure how far he’d fallen.

 

Prologue –

You’re in a cage…a ‘Subject’.

It looks like

     Sweet shadow. It was thick, cloaking, concealing and it made him happy. Comfortable. However, it w

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From a forgotten plot of space—a sink hole everlasting—the hissed words, of what dwelled the

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Meanwhile, on just ‘that’ side of reality, another voice rang out…

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On just this side of reality the unmistakably cries of agony rang throughout…

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Forward

PREMISE:

All events – no matter how miniscule, temporal, or, seemingly

The restaurant was quiet and the lights dim. Sara and Mulder had a booth in the corner and no neighbors, and the food was b

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The tree that should not exist in this world.

The garden that was forbidden.

That clear moon that

Gods and

Goddessess

Chapter 2

Rosemary Baker tossed and turned. She was on the verge of gaining consciousness, but she was still re

Present day

There is no excess of time this

The quick patter of bare feet on dirt-covered cobblestone was followed by the angry cries of a merchant yelling, "Nemo

     Saavriin dumped the sack of coins on the counter of the inn early the next morning. The sound star

     The crows were gathering above his head, wheeling and circling in the late summer sky, their cawin