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  3. Looking for FREE* sci-fi and fantasy ebooks, any and all subgenres?

    Check out this Bookfunnel event - 80+ authors brought you their best!

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    PS: there's an excerpt of my character-driven YA parallel world mystery in there!

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    Check out this Bookfunnel event - 80+ authors brought you their best!

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    PS: there's an excerpt of my character-driven YA parallel world mystery in there!

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    Check out this Bookfunnel event - 80+ authors brought you their best!

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    PS: there's an excerpt of my character-driven YA parallel world mystery in there!

    #freebooks #free #ebooks #books #bookstodon #scifi #scifibooks #dystopia #dystopianSciFi #fantasy #sff #fantasybooks #Romantasy #UrbanFantasy #SpaceOpera #SpeculativeFiction #LitRPG #parallelWorld

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  6. #Airisu: The Crow and the Witch

    Himeji Castle (Airisu POV): Post 64
    #Wss366 #Pat #ScribesAndMakers ~8 Gauge #TimeTravelAuthors Whatever

    Indeed, there were lights ahead, blue flickering incandescence like gas flames.

    Sumika stopped, watching. When the glow remained stationary, she spoke. “Sorry, I have a hard time #gauging what will offend you. I didn’t mean anything bad when I said you sounded more human. It’s as if your human and crow intellects have blended. You’re still very much a crow, but not so alien.”

    She raised her hand, stopping a mealy worm’s width from my head.

    “Sorry,” she repeated. “You told me not to touch you without permission. It’s a habit. My mother always patted me when I was upset.”

    “You may scratch my head,” I cawed after a moment. I had been thinking about it ever since the mountain shaman petted me, and I’d decided to trust Sumiak. My Glitter Glinda could be insensitive, but except for shutting me in the car that one time, she’d done nothing threatening. “But I’ll bite your hand off if you’re too rough.”

    “Okay.”

    Her fingers moved the last bit of the way and ruffled my feathers with a slow, gentle motion.

    “Pats, pats,” I crooned. “Pats, pats.”

    “Friends?” she asked softly.

    “Sure, friends,” I cawed. It was so unfair to ask that while she was scratching my head.

    A minute passed, and then she stopped. “Ready to find out what those lights are?” she asked.

    “Yeah, it’s time.”

    #TootFic #NMFic #Crows #Otherkin #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #TimeTravel #Serial #SlowBurn #Sapphic #Folklore

  7. #Airisu: The Crow and the Witch

    Himeji Castle (Airisu POV): Post 64
    #Wss366 #Pat #ScribesAndMakers ~8 Gauge #TimeTravelAuthors Whatever

    Indeed, there were lights ahead, blue flickering incandescence like gas flames.

    Sumika stopped, watching. When the glow remained stationary, she spoke. “Sorry, I have a hard time #gauging what will offend you. I didn’t mean anything bad when I said you sounded more human. It’s as if your human and crow intellects have blended. You’re still very much a crow, but not so alien.”

    She raised her hand, stopping a mealy worm’s width from my head.

    “Sorry,” she repeated. “You told me not to touch you without permission. It’s a habit. My mother always patted me when I was upset.”

    “You may scratch my head,” I cawed after a moment. I had been thinking about it ever since the mountain shaman petted me, and I’d decided to trust Sumiak. My Glitter Glinda could be insensitive, but except for shutting me in the car that one time, she’d done nothing threatening. “But I’ll bite your hand off if you’re too rough.”

    “Okay.”

    Her fingers moved the last bit of the way and ruffled my feathers with a slow, gentle motion.

    “Pats, pats,” I crooned. “Pats, pats.”

    “Friends?” she asked softly.

    “Sure, friends,” I cawed. It was so unfair to ask that while she was scratching my head.

    A minute passed, and then she stopped. “Ready to find out what those lights are?” she asked.

    “Yeah, it’s time.”

    #TootFic #NMFic #Crows #Otherkin #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #TimeTravel #Serial #SlowBurn #Sapphic #Folklore

  8. #Airisu: The Crow and the Witch

    Himeji Castle (Airisu POV): Post 64
    #Wss366 #Pat #ScribesAndMakers ~8 Gauge #TimeTravelAuthors Whatever

    Indeed, there were lights ahead, blue flickering incandescence like gas flames.

    Sumika stopped, watching. When the glow remained stationary, she spoke. “Sorry, I have a hard time #gauging what will offend you. I didn’t mean anything bad when I said you sounded more human. It’s as if your human and crow intellects have blended. You’re still very much a crow, but not so alien.”

    She raised her hand, stopping a mealy worm’s width from my head.

    “Sorry,” she repeated. “You told me not to touch you without permission. It’s a habit. My mother always patted me when I was upset.”

    “You may scratch my head,” I cawed after a moment. I had been thinking about it ever since the mountain shaman petted me, and I’d decided to trust Sumiak. My Glitter Glinda could be insensitive, but except for shutting me in the car that one time, she’d done nothing threatening. “But I’ll bite your hand off if you’re too rough.”

    “Okay.”

    Her fingers moved the last bit of the way and ruffled my feathers with a slow, gentle motion.

    “Pats, pats,” I crooned. “Pats, pats.”

    “Friends?” she asked softly.

    “Sure, friends,” I cawed. It was so unfair to ask that while she was scratching my head.

    A minute passed, and then she stopped. “Ready to find out what those lights are?” she asked.

    “Yeah, it’s time.”

    #TootFic #NMFic #Crows #Otherkin #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #TimeTravel #Serial #SlowBurn #Sapphic #Folklore

  9. #Airisu: The Crow and the Witch

    Himeji Castle (Airisu POV): Post 64
    #Wss366 #Pat #ScribesAndMakers ~8 Gauge #TimeTravelAuthors Whatever

    Indeed, there were lights ahead, blue flickering incandescence like gas flames.

    Sumika stopped, watching. When the glow remained stationary, she spoke. “Sorry, I have a hard time #gauging what will offend you. I didn’t mean anything bad when I said you sounded more human. It’s as if your human and crow intellects have blended. You’re still very much a crow, but not so alien.”

    She raised her hand, stopping a mealy worm’s width from my head.

    “Sorry,” she repeated. “You told me not to touch you without permission. It’s a habit. My mother always patted me when I was upset.”

    “You may scratch my head,” I cawed after a moment. I had been thinking about it ever since the mountain shaman petted me, and I’d decided to trust Sumiak. My Glitter Glinda could be insensitive, but except for shutting me in the car that one time, she’d done nothing threatening. “But I’ll bite your hand off if you’re too rough.”

    “Okay.”

    Her fingers moved the last bit of the way and ruffled my feathers with a slow, gentle motion.

    “Pats, pats,” I crooned. “Pats, pats.”

    “Friends?” she asked softly.

    “Sure, friends,” I cawed. It was so unfair to ask that while she was scratching my head.

    A minute passed, and then she stopped. “Ready to find out what those lights are?” she asked.

    “Yeah, it’s time.”

    #TootFic #NMFic #Crows #Otherkin #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #TimeTravel #Serial #SlowBurn #Sapphic #Folklore

  10. #Airisu: The Crow and the Witch

    Himeji Castle (Airisu POV): Post 64
    #Wss366 #Pat #ScribesAndMakers ~8 Gauge #TimeTravelAuthors Whatever

    Indeed, there were lights ahead, blue flickering incandescence like gas flames.

    Sumika stopped, watching. When the glow remained stationary, she spoke. “Sorry, I have a hard time #gauging what will offend you. I didn’t mean anything bad when I said you sounded more human. It’s as if your human and crow intellects have blended. You’re still very much a crow, but not so alien.”

    She raised her hand, stopping a mealy worm’s width from my head.

    “Sorry,” she repeated. “You told me not to touch you without permission. It’s a habit. My mother always patted me when I was upset.”

    “You may scratch my head,” I cawed after a moment. I had been thinking about it ever since the mountain shaman petted me, and I’d decided to trust Sumiak. My Glitter Glinda could be insensitive, but except for shutting me in the car that one time, she’d done nothing threatening. “But I’ll bite your hand off if you’re too rough.”

    “Okay.”

    Her fingers moved the last bit of the way and ruffled my feathers with a slow, gentle motion.

    “Pats, pats,” I crooned. “Pats, pats.”

    “Friends?” she asked softly.

    “Sure, friends,” I cawed. It was so unfair to ask that while she was scratching my head.

    A minute passed, and then she stopped. “Ready to find out what those lights are?” she asked.

    “Yeah, it’s time.”

    #TootFic #NMFic #Crows #Otherkin #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #TimeTravel #Serial #SlowBurn #Sapphic #Folklore

  11. So, the beta readers have their say on Her Borrowed Grave.

    “I also enjoyed the chapter heading snippets of various documents related to the events - the DI’s Ch 30 comments that the MMU should - ‘… clean the contacts on their ducking weather radar or give it a big thwack upside the casing’ and the melted plastic crow skull in the evidence log were particular favourites.” ~ Susan Murray.

    Dear Autocorrect, It's never 'ducking'...

    #Urbanfantasy

  12. So, the beta readers have their say on Her Borrowed Grave.

    “I also enjoyed the chapter heading snippets of various documents related to the events - the DI’s Ch 30 comments that the MMU should - ‘… clean the contacts on their ducking weather radar or give it a big thwack upside the casing’ and the melted plastic crow skull in the evidence log were particular favourites.” ~ Susan Murray.

    Dear Autocorrect, It's never 'ducking'...

    #Urbanfantasy

  13. So, the beta readers have their say on Her Borrowed Grave.

    “I also enjoyed the chapter heading snippets of various documents related to the events - the DI’s Ch 30 comments that the MMU should - ‘… clean the contacts on their ducking weather radar or give it a big thwack upside the casing’ and the melted plastic crow skull in the evidence log were particular favourites.” ~ Susan Murray.

    Dear Autocorrect, It's never 'ducking'...

    #Urbanfantasy

  14. So, the beta readers have their say on Her Borrowed Grave.

    “I also enjoyed the chapter heading snippets of various documents related to the events - the DI’s Ch 30 comments that the MMU should - ‘… clean the contacts on their ducking weather radar or give it a big thwack upside the casing’ and the melted plastic crow skull in the evidence log were particular favourites.” ~ Susan Murray.

    Dear Autocorrect, It's never 'ducking'...

    #Urbanfantasy

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  16. Meet these great indie urban fantasy authors at the Urban Fantasy Genre Indie Authors Starter Pack! If you wish to be included in the starter pack, reply here. #urbanfantasy #writingcommunity #authorsky bsky.app/starter-pack/inventi...

  17. Meet these great indie urban fantasy authors at the Urban Fantasy Genre Indie Authors Starter Pack! If you wish to be included in the starter pack, reply here. #urbanfantasy #writingcommunity #authorsky bsky.app/starter-pack/inventi...

  18. Meet these great indie urban fantasy authors at the Urban Fantasy Genre Indie Authors Starter Pack! If you wish to be included in the starter pack, reply here. #urbanfantasy #writingcommunity #authorsky bsky.app/starter-pack/inventi...

  19. Empire of Dragons @dragonshortstories.wordpress.com@dragonshortstories.wordpress.com ·

    Last Limp

    Old old old fiction taking place within the Ruggizuomo storyline featured in Dragon Mafia

    In the mist of New York, Roland Nikdydobrý was running in the rain. He had neither an umbrella nor a hat. He frantically looked around, as if he was searching for someone. He studied the crowd. There were no signs of steady movement. The people were walking like robots. He ran across the rainy streets, avoiding cars that honked at him but dared not stop. He stumbled into a nearby café. When that little bell rung, everyone slowly lifted their heads to stare at him. Their eyes were a thirsty blood red color. One woman reading a magazine stared at him with emerald green eyes. A teenage boy took his stare away from his iPhone to stare with blue eyes.

    Roland gulped. His chest was heaving. He ran out the door but was met with a crowd of people surrounding him…staring at him. He dashed across the street, little light shone in the rainy and cloudy skies. He ran up to a payphone, probably the last of its kind, and dialed a number like a frantic man.

    “Rugizzuomo Army, please!”

    He constantly checked his surroundings with quick glances. He waited for someone to pick up, and finally a click.

    “Maya! It’s Roland! Tell Riley I love him as a brother and I’ll miss him. I need this message delivered to Emperor Aaron. I am going to follow Beatrice to Illinois by posing as an entourage member. Someone is already letting me know they know I’m suspicious. I know because all of New York is possessed! Even when I was on something called the Wendy Williams show and the spell took affect there. Do not send forces until I end up dead and on the news!”

    He hung up and frantically looked like someone on the run from police. He searched for a taxi while watching the surroundings. A man across the street stared at him. Another person across the street smiled. Everyone started smiling at him as the rain came down harder and the winds picked up like a hurricane. A newspaper flew in his face. Roland struggled with it, and when he ripped it off a taxi was right in front of him. He forced the door open and scrambled inside with haste.

    “Drive!” He commanded as he slammed the door.

    The wet man looked in the rear-view window and saw the taxi driver, whom was smiling and had eyes flooded with green colors. Roland stumbled out of the moving car and ran across the street and into the flowing crowd of walkers. They stopped to watch as he entered another taxi. He made his way inside and examined the driver. He smiled, but his smile wasn’t sinister and evil. The car drove off and Roland sighed with relief. As they came to an intersection Roland heard the sound of a speeding car. He looked out the window and another car slammed into the taxi. The left door creaked open and Roland, bloodied from his left cheek to his hand, fell out shaking and trembling. He stood up and limped across the sleek city streets. The world was spinning. Those red eyes still followed him like red neon lights.

    There were 3 stories in the Last Limp saga. One preceded this, and was about Roland going to Illinois to monitor Beatrice. In this version Roland, brother of Riley, was investigating a cult of some sort. They called themselves Kuruga. It is left open to your interpretation. I will certainly not play with it.

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    #Anime #AnimeArt #Art #creativeWriting #FlashFiction #literature #reading #Roland #ShortStories #urbanFantasy