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Only now beginning to be complicated? I think I'm hurt. Has Karadur really come to the rescue? hmm.
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Chronicles 8: Missing Queen's Hunter Karadur was not a demon to be trifled with. He was big, even for a demon, tall and muscular, blacker, it was said, than night itself and able to crush stone in his bare hands; but what really set him apart -- at least to other demons -- was his aura. Karadur was old. If not for his Bonded, he might have died centuries ago. He also had a penchant for setting random things on fire when he was stressed, or just plain pissed off. With the queen in a bad moo
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Chronicles 7: Last Assignment Kynan wasn't sure how things had gotten to this point, but he suddenly realized he had a problem when he puked following a kill. It wasn't as if he hadn't given the bastard plenty of opportunities to work things out. The man hadn't even made himself hard to find, hadn't denied anything; he'd been rather proud, as a matter of fact, at 'pulling one over' the demon queen. Kynan had had no qualms about killing him, and he'd given the man a far quicker death than
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Chronicles 6: The 'Talk' "Stop fidgeting." Kynan looked up from building a tower out of coasters and frowned at his mentor. The black demon stared at him from over the rim of his koffee cup. "I'm not fidgeting. I just don't see why we can't just go get him now." "You are fidgeting and you're making people stare." "Of course they're staring," Kynan replied, sighing as the fragile tower collapsed on itself. "It's like we're displaying a big banner over our heads saying, 'Hunters
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Chronicles 5: Fire in the Hole! In his tiny alcove within the halls of the Dark Court, Kynan sat on his bed and gazed at the drawing he had affixed to his wall. He chewed on the inside of his cheek for another minute or so and then crossed the small space and placed his hand on the parchment. The contact was so immediate that Kynan could almost swear he heard Alan's laugh. This scent differed greatly from before; this time, there was only Alan and not his father or any other traces to sep
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Chronicles 4: Frisbee The bell on the door tinkled as Kynan went inside. He paused, blinking, and had to pull off his sunglasses in the dimness. Books. They were everywhere, on the shelves that circled the narrow shop, on the shelves that stood alone on the floor, from carpet to ceiling. Books, and a counter standing out from a wall, on which were stacked even more books and from behind which Kynan could hear the scritch-scritch of a quill on paper. Taking off his hat, he approached the
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Chronicles 3 - Repairs When the pistol clicked when Kynan pulled the trigger, he had a split second's panicked thought, and then he brought up the other gun and blasted the wooly-haired monstrosity right between the eyes. The minotaur dropped to the ground at Kynan's feet and he breathed a deep sigh of relief. He sheathed the one pistol and then, cautiously, turned over the other, but he couldn't see anything wrong with it. Perhaps the mechanism was broken? Well, duty first. He holstere
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Chronicles 2: Chance Meeting Kynan had a broken sword. What was he going to do with a broken sword? He stared at the dead man at his feet, scowling. The queen was not going to be happy with him that he'd killed this particular bounty. Great. What a wonderful day. He resisted the urge to kick the corpse and instead rooted through his pockets. A bit of cash, but nothing of note. He scanned the dark storeroom. He couldn't just leave the man dead, he had to cover his tracks, so if not robbery,
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Chronicles 1 - The Offer Water dripped off Kynan's hat and trickled down his neck under the back of his long coat. He grimaced and tugged on the collar, pushing his hat further down on his head. His eyes glittered in the light of the distant streetlamp as he scanned the sky. Seeing nothing, his scowl deepened and he tromped dispiritedly across the grass. A cat hissed and a dog barked nearby, followed by a man's curse. Reaching the back fence, Kynan crouched, listening intently, before v
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Read a little more about the characters of Waylon's Crossing. These are some side stories and other bits that I used to help develop the characters and plot.
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Thanks, Conner. I like this chapter a lot, but I think that's mostly because I love Karadur so much. One of these days I'll write his story. Wait 'til you hear what Jacen has to say!
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Waylon's Crossing Chapter 22: Queen’s Hunter The smell of freshly spilled blood hit Karadur's nostrils with the shattering of glass from one of the human houses in the main square. From inside, someone screamed. Karadur sighed. That must be it. The city's lawmen told him that this was where he could find the justiciar assigned to Kynan's case. The damage and circumstances could mean no one else. A dozen demons dead, more injured; his protégé had done well. All that remained was to find
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Happy Birthday ... and Many More!
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I love those things!
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Such a neat story! I agree with eon, too, about it making sense for them to die together. My sister and I are just over a year apart and people used to ask us if we were twins all the time. I miss those days! We had a big fight in college and things haven't been the same since. I doubt they ever will. It hurt so bad, because we'd always been close ... Back when we were kids, about the only difference between us was our hair color. As we grew older, I started to look more like my dad and she looks quite a lot like my mom now. It's funny.
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Thanks!
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Hopefully not a 75 chapter epic! Duncan has a few things to come to grips with. Evil, mad, scary Bryce is fun! LOL Thanks, Q. Yes, we'll start picking up more and more of those loose threads as we continue on. Of course, that's not to say we won't be finding more, too!
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Should I be worried? I hope you continue to enjoy Duncan. Oh, and cliffhangers? I know not of what you speak!
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Hello, thanks for the review. This story will be undergoing some editing this summer to hopefully clear up some of the plot. Dallas is not okay with what he did, although the happy ending depends on whose perspective we're looking through. Sometimes those happy endings take a while.
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Waylon's Crossing Chapter 21: Suffocating Where there were combustible materials, fire elementals could move faster than all their kin. They were fickle creatures, quick to temper and quick to forget. Engaging in an argument with a fire elemental was a useless endeavor that resulted only in a great deal of frustration. The offended party might catalogue the wrongs inflicted up to the nth degree and the fire elemental would only respond that whatever they did and however they acted was
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jabberwocky: I like that word! The little people were fun to write. Long passages of description/explanations of technology are the thing with sci-fi, but ... not so much my cup of tea. Glad it worked here! I hope to see more of you ... so long as you continue to inflate my ego! LOL.
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Happy Happy Happy Happy Birthday!
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Why would I take offense? It was definitely not meant as a hard-core sci-fi tale! Cute seems appropriate. I'm glad you liked it.
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Happy Birthday! Too bad it's not Friday!
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This is fantastic! Thanks for the update, Ricky. So glad to hear that Dustin will be all right.
