Mell Eight has a new MM holiday fantasy book out: Cupid’s Arrows.
Sable and Wynn have kept their relationship quiet. Love cupids and loss cupids are too different, after all. But cupid society wasn’t always separated. When Elder Meir hatches a plot to use Sable and Wynn to prove cupids work better together, Sable and Wynn are all in...
In a strange little home built into the branches of a grove of trees, live three robots—fatherly inventor android Giovanni Lawson, a pleasantly sadistic nurse machine, and a small vacuum desperate for love and attention. Victor Lawson, a human, lives there too. They’re a ...
Here’s the thing about writing stories that contain hope. It’s a reminder to hold tight to that hope in my own heart.
So armed, I can write it, and so it gives back to me again.
That isn’t to say that characters don’t struggle. Of course they do. That also isn’t to say that darkness doesn’t often descend. Of course it does. The light of hope burns brightest at such times.
After I'd written the Tales of Einarinn, I wanted to explore other places in the world I had sketched in around that evolving narrative. Time to go roaming!
First up, the Aldabreshin Archipelago, where magic is banned on pain of death - which is a real problem when magic attacks.
After I'd written the Tales of Einarinn, I wanted to explore other places in the world I had sketched in around that evolving narrative. Time to go roaming!
First up, the Aldabreshin Archipelago, where magic is banned on pain of death - which is a real problem when magic attacks.
And it wasn't even fun nudity. It was casual nudity. Sad, biphobic argument with your fishwife nudity. I apologise to you all for somehow ruining nudity.
And it wasn't even fun nudity. It was casual nudity. Sad, biphobic argument with your fishwife nudity. I apologise to you all for somehow ruining nudity.
With a demon running for President of the United States, as both a Republican and a Democrat, the stakes have never been higher! Can his half-demon nemesis, the Hunter, and her allies in the Ashen Blades, bring him down in time to save American politics? If not, the USA may just get a Demon for President!
"While her household is bustling to prepare for her twin sister’s wedding, Jacqueline Duval throws herself into working on her automatons, in an attempt to drown out the insecurities that are plaguing her mind. ... fast paced with dynamic characters.. The tone of the book is beautifully unique. 5 stars."
If the full moon causes werewolves to transform, but not waning or waxing moons, then something about ordinary sunlight reflected from the surface of our specific space rock--at or beyond a certain threshold--causes a significant biological transformation in at least one terrestrial species.
Direct sunlight doesn't do it. Therefore, some substance across the surface of the moon (or at least the visible face) absorbs what must be "protective wavelengths" of sunlight, allowing only the evil-transformative frequencies to reach the earth's surface.
Scientists have told us the moon's surface is littered with pretty normal asteroid/space rock dust and rubble. So is there a special substance--as yet undetected, or at least unrecognized--on the moon's surface, absorbing the protective sun rays? Or is almost all light from our sun (or stars like it) reflected from dry, dusty space bodies evil-transformative? If the latter, we would expect lots of werewolf-type transformations as …
If the full moon causes werewolves to transform, but not waning or waxing moons, then something about ordinary sunlight reflected from the surface of our specific space rock--at or beyond a certain threshold--causes a significant biological transformation in at least one terrestrial species.
Direct sunlight doesn't do it. Therefore, some substance across the surface of the moon (or at least the visible face) absorbs what must be "protective wavelengths" of sunlight, allowing only the evil-transformative frequencies to reach the earth's surface.
Scientists have told us the moon's surface is littered with pretty normal asteroid/space rock dust and rubble. So is there a special substance--as yet undetected, or at least unrecognized--on the moon's surface, absorbing the protective sun rays? Or is almost all light from our sun (or stars like it) reflected from dry, dusty space bodies evil-transformative? If the latter, we would expect lots of werewolf-type transformations as we explore our solar system and the rest of the universe in larger numbers.
I have just conclusively demonstrated that there are probably tons of werewolves in space, or at least there would be if we'd get up there more often.
The Seventh Sage presents Nicole with a choice: he can explain the nature of Olyna's deception to Kurg, teaching it about the nature of a lie, or Nicole can go her own way, staying separate from the magic city.
The Seventh Sage presents Nicole with a choice: he can explain the nature of Olyna's deception to Kurg, teaching it about the nature of a lie, or Nicole can go her own way, staying separate from the magic city.
Barthus noticed little things around the shop. Damaged items repaired, clothes sewn, better clothes for Makana, etc The faerie folk cared for those that took care of their new young ones. And made life hard for those that made life harder for the caretakers. https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-04719-l335-newfound-family -- Anon Guest
Explaining the whole world a bit at a time was eye-opening. Barthus had never thought to question the things his new prentice/child did, but now the questions were there, they had to admit something most adults never would, "I don't know," they would say. "It's just the way things are. Never thought to wonder why."
And of course, Makana would wonder, "Why?"
"Folks get used to things being. Takes less energy from other tasks as needs doing." Barthus never thought to punish Makana for asking too many questions. Near as they figured, the strange two-cubit-tall …
Barthus noticed little things around the shop. Damaged items repaired, clothes sewn, better clothes for Makana, etc The faerie folk cared for those that took care of their new young ones. And made life hard for those that made life harder for the caretakers. https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-04719-l335-newfound-family -- Anon Guest
Explaining the whole world a bit at a time was eye-opening. Barthus had never thought to question the things his new prentice/child did, but now the questions were there, they had to admit something most adults never would, "I don't know," they would say. "It's just the way things are. Never thought to wonder why."
And of course, Makana would wonder, "Why?"
"Folks get used to things being. Takes less energy from other tasks as needs doing." Barthus never thought to punish Makana for asking too many questions. Near as they figured, the strange two-cubit-tall Faekindred was no more than a handful of days old. At the same stage of life, Human babies were still experiencing the horrors of being tired, being hungry, and having messes in their pants for the first time in their lives.
The older a vampire is, the less the sunlight will bother them. Eventually, they will be completely unaffected, where a young vampire would immediately burn.
I’ll include an excerpt that explains things better than I ever could. At the moment this takes place, Alistair and Fenella have just learned the information we’re discussing. It’s also a favorite scene of mine, featuring Duncan and Fenella. Alistair has just stormed out of the room.