novels
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“But Gilferen stopped himself, as the door opened again and he had a chance to see exactly how the woman looked. At first, all he saw were colors, bright and loud, with no sense of order or pattern. Then he saw the long, glistening black hair. Her body, the first thing Gilferen was likely to…
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“With her hands folded demurely in front of her, she almost looked like some exotic doll on a shelf, but there was steel in her dark grey eyes.” It’s Wednesday, which means time for another RoW80 check-in, but it doesn’t quite feel like my typical Wednesday. It hasn’t exactly been a typical week for me.…
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A useless hunk of stone, maybe, but Gilferen picked it up and slipped it into his own pouch after Jaxson had left with a flourish of his long black coat. He gave Locke a weak smile from across the table. ‘Just in case,’ he said. ‘Come on. Let’s see about getting these mugs refilled again.…
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” ‘Aseteya!‘ she hissed accusingly, staring them down. It was pure fury until concern started to furrow her heavy brow. There was harsh judgement in her glare, but it was being chased by worry as she looked them over. ‘How much of that did the two of you witness?’ ‘Not much,’ Locke assured her. ‘Too…
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“Whenever he smiled like that, which was often, Locke imagined that each scar was the mark of a different man who hated Jaxson, and he imagined how he would one day leave a mark of his own.” It’s a little difficult to believe that we’re already on the last day of this year’s first Round…
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“‘So, what do you think?’ he asked, grinning across the table as the pouch in its fine blue velvet swung between them like a pendulum. ‘What do you think lies inside? It’s quite heavy. I believe we shall feast well tonight, Gilf, don’t you?’” Another Sunday has arrive; another RoW80 check-in filled of small successes…
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“She stopped, halted in her tirade as she noticed that Master Donovan was not just pottering around on his own. She did not bother to hide the fact that she was getting a good look at the two young men accompanying him, and Gilferen was glad for that, because it meant he didn’t have to…
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“Locke swept into a bow, made an elaborate show out of backing up into another confused and affronted stranger, and turned on his heel to scamper away.” Sunday morning is upon us again, the sun streaking through my kitchen window in a way that makes me second guess what I have my laptop set up…
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She heard Kadue screaming, shouting, and the heat of a fireball hit her like a wave. His attempt to scorch Tenenshe’ean, however, was much too late. There was an echo of her name, a desperate cry, ringing in her ears. And then there was nothing. Nothing at all. Hello, and welcome to another exciting RoW80…
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“‘I should have remembered the first rule of hunting,’ he said, so low he may as well have been whispering in Auferrix’s ear. The tone was content and amused, which made her stomach twist with revulsion. ‘If one wishes to be successful in capturing his prey, one cannot do better than to catch her oneself.’”…
L.S. Engler 