Indie sci-fi, fantasy, and horror author.
Artist, disabled, gamer, happily married.
Vhantalya now available!
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Milla is a predator who has sworn to protect Vhantalya. Mysterious clocks on her palms count down the time she has left. If she fails, it will cost worlds.
Clockpunk high fantasy!
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From Amaranth:
The Black City stood at the end of the Grimling Road, that lonely path through the Otherworld all dead were bound to walk. The gates in its outer wall would never close, they said, until the last living thing in all worlds had passed through them.
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From Amaranth:
The Black City stood at the end of the Grimling Road, that lonely path through the Otherworld all dead were bound to walk. The gates in its outer wall would never close, they said, until the last living thing in all worlds had passed through them.
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From Scarlett:
“Quite a few things, actually. Medicines and new medical techniques, various technologies. Predominantly in this facility, we research ways to help a very particular individual, and provide that help to this individual when needed.”
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From Scarlett:
“Quite a few things, actually. Medicines and new medical techniques, various technologies. Predominantly in this facility, we research ways to help a very particular individual, and provide that help to this individual when needed.”
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From The Human Heart:
Sure, she was smart enough too. Devoted to her studies, always completing tests or assignments in the top five percent. But while she was on the high end of good as a pilot, there were still a million other pilots just like her.
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From The Human Heart:
Sure, she was smart enough too. Devoted to her studies, always completing tests or assignments in the top five percent. But while she was on the high end of good as a pilot, there were still a million other pilots just like her.
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From Amaranth:
The captain lifted his voice even louder, his lip curling. “This cull has already been punished as a thief. Now she steals again! This time she took knowledge and skill that belongs to her betters! Your betters!”
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From Amaranth:
The captain lifted his voice even louder, his lip curling. “This cull has already been punished as a thief. Now she steals again! This time she took knowledge and skill that belongs to her betters! Your betters!”
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From Scarlett:
A young man, nineteen or twenty, headed his way, appeared between the RVs. He slouched behind dark sunglasses and an oversized straw hat, a too-big red Hawaiian shirt flapping over a tank top. A battered brown case hung from a white-knuckled fist.
November 10th through November 16th
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From Scarlett:
A young man, nineteen or twenty, headed his way, appeared between the RVs. He slouched behind dark sunglasses and an oversized straw hat, a too-big red Hawaiian shirt flapping over a tank top. A battered brown case hung from a white-knuckled fist.
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From Scarlett:
“Hey, I'm paying, I choose. Burgers. Great big meaty artery-clogging burgers dripping with ketchup, slathered with tomatoes and avocado. Your childhood favorite as I recall, Mr. Tofu and Wheat Grass. Take a break. Have some fun.”
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From Scarlett:
“Hey, I'm paying, I choose. Burgers. Great big meaty artery-clogging burgers dripping with ketchup, slathered with tomatoes and avocado. Your childhood favorite as I recall, Mr. Tofu and Wheat Grass. Take a break. Have some fun.”
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From Amaranth:
The florist overbalanced and spilled, dropping the cart onto its side. Aerro turned to his aid, but the florist gaped instead at his wares. Roots sprang out of every cut end, new leaves unfolding, buds popping out alongside the original blooms.
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From Amaranth:
The florist overbalanced and spilled, dropping the cart onto its side. Aerro turned to his aid, but the florist gaped instead at his wares. Roots sprang out of every cut end, new leaves unfolding, buds popping out alongside the original blooms.
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From Amaranth (no 'movement' so used 'removed' instead):
“Light, the only time they leave their room is to eat. Anyone goes near them other than me with their order, and that Stella glares them off like she’d be willing to remove baby makers with her teeth.”
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From Amaranth (no 'movement' so used 'removed' instead):
“Light, the only time they leave their room is to eat. Anyone goes near them other than me with their order, and that Stella glares them off like she’d be willing to remove baby makers with her teeth.”
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From The Human Heart:
The rakir were about to arrive at the fortified position codenamed *Ragnarok*. It was only two hours flight from there to Sol, and where the Goats had dropped the penultimate pebble in their path of jump gates that lead back to Nakira.
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From The Human Heart:
The rakir were about to arrive at the fortified position codenamed *Ragnarok*. It was only two hours flight from there to Sol, and where the Goats had dropped the penultimate pebble in their path of jump gates that lead back to Nakira.
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From Scarlett:
He trailed behind, screaming every curse that would come to him. He even made some up. The depth of his fury was almost surreal. Laura wondered which he would drop dead from first—a coronary or heat exhaustion—and just how long it would take.
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From Scarlett:
He trailed behind, screaming every curse that would come to him. He even made some up. The depth of his fury was almost surreal. Laura wondered which he would drop dead from first—a coronary or heat exhaustion—and just how long it would take.
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From The Human Heart:
Haleh Golpari had a spark in her eyes, a defiance, as if she took every interaction- no matter how innocent- as a precursor to a fist fight. She measured Parry, chin lifting as she steeled herself for this imagined confrontation.
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From The Human Heart:
Haleh Golpari had a spark in her eyes, a defiance, as if she took every interaction- no matter how innocent- as a precursor to a fist fight. She measured Parry, chin lifting as she steeled herself for this imagined confrontation.
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From Scarlett:
Dirty looks assailed him from all sides, including the three nice chickens he’d been chatting with just before the show started. Verdant, however, seemed untroubled. In fact, she smiled.
“Ah, what a perverse generation! Always wanting proof!”
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From Scarlett:
Dirty looks assailed him from all sides, including the three nice chickens he’d been chatting with just before the show started. Verdant, however, seemed untroubled. In fact, she smiled.
“Ah, what a perverse generation! Always wanting proof!”
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From Ferry Tail:
"No fighting, cussing, or dripping monster heads on my floor. Not on my beds either. And if a dragon, ogre, troll, or giant is chasing you, you will run *away* from the inn, is that understood?"
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From Ferry Tail:
"No fighting, cussing, or dripping monster heads on my floor. Not on my beds either. And if a dragon, ogre, troll, or giant is chasing you, you will run *away* from the inn, is that understood?"
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From Ferry Tail:
Magic crackles through the air as Eugenia stumbles into Lysette, one arm flinging out to block her from the spell. A flash, and Lysette gasps and drops to her knees. There on the ground wobbles a little, fat, brown, and very drunk slug.
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From Ferry Tail:
Magic crackles through the air as Eugenia stumbles into Lysette, one arm flinging out to block her from the spell. A flash, and Lysette gasps and drops to her knees. There on the ground wobbles a little, fat, brown, and very drunk slug.
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From Ferry Tail:
As well, dear Reader, lest you have forgotten: what Eugenia had clasped in her fist before dropping it back in her pocket was—and is, point of fact—her broomstick.
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From Ferry Tail:
As well, dear Reader, lest you have forgotten: what Eugenia had clasped in her fist before dropping it back in her pocket was—and is, point of fact—her broomstick.
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From So My Grandma Summoned A Demon:
The latter was meant to look like gold, but only did if you stood really far away and squinted. Otherwise, it looked like what it was—a cheap costume brooch someone had spray-painted with yellow metallic paint.
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From So My Grandma Summoned A Demon:
The latter was meant to look like gold, but only did if you stood really far away and squinted. Otherwise, it looked like what it was—a cheap costume brooch someone had spray-painted with yellow metallic paint.
Also me: I really should do some promo work for my books, otherwise no one will know about them.
I wonder if there's a link there? 🤔
Sooo...if you like your books to be a fun fantasy or a spy techno-magic-thriller, check out www.linktr.ee/bryerson
Also me: I really should do some promo work for my books, otherwise no one will know about them.
I wonder if there's a link there? 🤔
Sooo...if you like your books to be a fun fantasy or a spy techno-magic-thriller, check out www.linktr.ee/bryerson
From Amaranth:
*It’s herding them.* Aerro tried to pull all the speed he could from his legs as they neared another small bridge across the Kingsblood. Past it, only the rocky path leading across a field and uphill remained between them and the Stoneguard.
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From SMGSAD:
The light obscured anything farther than five steps in either direction, enveloping everything almost as a fog. They reached a second small terrace, which floated in the center of a brilliant white and occasionally billowy void exactly like islands didn’t.
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From SMGSAD:
The light obscured anything farther than five steps in either direction, enveloping everything almost as a fog. They reached a second small terrace, which floated in the center of a brilliant white and occasionally billowy void exactly like islands didn’t.
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From SMGSAD:
The light obscured anything farther than five steps in either direction, enveloping everything almost as a fog. They reached a second small terrace, which floated in the center of a brilliant white and occasionally billowy void exactly like islands didn’t.
From Amaranth:
*It’s herding them.* Aerro tried to pull all the speed he could from his legs as they neared another small bridge across the Kingsblood. Past it, only the rocky path leading across a field and uphill remained between them and the Stoneguard.
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From Amaranth:
*It’s herding them.* Aerro tried to pull all the speed he could from his legs as they neared another small bridge across the Kingsblood. Past it, only the rocky path leading across a field and uphill remained between them and the Stoneguard.
From Amaranth:
She fired again, this time at the captain’s face as he spun her way. Missed. His own pistol came out. Fired. A bucket hanging on the shack behind her splintered and vomited water.
They're not quite as fun as last week. 😂
Sorry for the super late post.
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From Amaranth:
She fired again, this time at the captain’s face as he spun her way. Missed. His own pistol came out. Fired. A bucket hanging on the shack behind her splintered and vomited water.
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From Amaranth:
The village sat in the shadow of these hilltop ruins, dark forest frothing up the purple, snow-frosted Cascading Mountains behind it. The Kingsblood River poured in a continuous rush from somewhere in the base of the Stoneguard.
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From Amaranth:
The village sat in the shadow of these hilltop ruins, dark forest frothing up the purple, snow-frosted Cascading Mountains behind it. The Kingsblood River poured in a continuous rush from somewhere in the base of the Stoneguard.
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From SMGSAD:
When a five year old Larson first came into the trailer, his grandfather’s hard hand gripping his shoulder, there she’d been. Sitting in that chair with a threadbare blue robe on, a flowery long flannel nightgown, white socks, and bear paw slippers.
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From SMGSAD:
When a five year old Larson first came into the trailer, his grandfather’s hard hand gripping his shoulder, there she’d been. Sitting in that chair with a threadbare blue robe on, a flowery long flannel nightgown, white socks, and bear paw slippers.