Topher Lydon
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morning welcome to Messina
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Ch5 The first thing Wylan noticed was the heat. It hit him the moment he stepped off the gangplank—a wall of warmth so thick and foreign that he actually stopped walking, caught off guard by it. After weeks of gray skies and cold sea spray, this was something else entirely. This was the sun, pressed down like a heavy hand, carrying smells he couldn't begin to sort. Spices. Hundreds of them, sharp and sweet and earthy, layered over each other until they became a single
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It's funny, my Squires all fall into a traditional DnD party purely by chance Julian - Ranger Stephen - Cleric Ashot - Rogue Lloyd - Fighter Wylan - NECROMANCER (Joking) Rather fun watching them do their thing
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I just finished book two, The Holy Lance of Antioch which covers the most brutal stage of the crusade, and by far the most insane stretch. 139000 words, 26 chapters. It is proving very challenging to write, but I am enjoying it. My first foray into historical fantasy.
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his poor bottom once Matt gets a hold of him.
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Simon's got a bone to pick with her, stuffing his favourite boyfriend full of chocolate! The nerve, and it's Simon who is going to have to deal with Chocolate covered kisses from a hyperactive, sugar rushing Matt. Nope, he's done with her crap now.
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We all know Little Simon's destined for a life in the Ministry of Occult, he's got civil servant written all over his destiny. That is, if his secret Warlock side doesn't have him take over the world. (Not that Matt would let him, Matt is of the impression that would be too much work, not enough snuggle time)
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They pissed off Simon... oh dear.
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Chapter Twelve: The All Is Lost Moment The church loomed before them like a waiting beast. Charlie led the way, Simon at his side, Chloe and Gregory close behind. Matt brought up the rear, still buzzing from their bicycle adventures, his face flushed with adrenaline and what might have been actual joy. The pink dome pulsed overhead, but it felt different now—weaker, yes, but also more focused, as if all that power was being drawn inward toward a single point. The streets aro
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Eight inches of penetration.
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Lloyd defends his mates. Loyal as anything and fierce. I am an avid Lloyd fan.
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The Coven of Love is a bit... I blame painkillers yeah... totally high as a kite when writing that one. You should see the chaos when I write a Christmas time, and get tipsy on Bailey's coffee. There is a K-pop Space Twink thing that we should never, ever, EVER speak of again... :: hangs head in shame ::
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It's three-to-Four am starts, a lot of writing before dawn (I am currently on my first chapter of the day. It's slow going today because I have a touch of a headache) I try to get two do every day. And a lot of work is already written. The Charlie books, releasing a the same time, are already finished through book IV. This one is finished as well, it's sitting at 20 chapters... the next one is the one I am working on, I am on chapter 23... up to our neck in mud during the Siege of Antioch... I've pushed a bit hard this weekend, but it pays off. I love just tapping away at all hours, I sleep a little in the afternoon, then relax in the evening before sleep then up to do it again. I have nothing else on, and this keeps me from going insane.
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Hey there sailor, let me show you what will happen if you try...
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Morning all
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Ch4 The morning of departure dawned gray and restless, with a wind off the sea that tugged at tent ropes and sent banners snapping like anxious birds. Darien stood outside Val's tent, watching the camp dissolve around him—tents collapsing into bundles, cook fires drowning in buckets of water, men rolling bedrolls and cursing the cold and the damp and everything in between. The crusade was finally moving, and the weight of it pressed against his chest like a physical thing. W
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Operation: Recourse the idea is to tip a minority government into a war vote to join the Iraq war. Canada historically very nearly passed the vote, missing by just a couple of votes. My logic being, what would it take to tip the scale.
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It very much was, Book two is dealing with the Siege of Antioch, and man there are so many catastrophe's on both sides, utter insanity, and astounding levels of incompetence.
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TBF she has no idea that Taine is the center of a demonic cycle of misery feeding one rather highly ranked Cross-roads Demon. So she's in for a bad day if she actually tries it.
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He's a little Tyler blinded at the moment, which Morgan was counting on. she has her sacrifice now... Tyler was merely bait, an immortal sacrifice is much better suited to her ascension.
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Don't piss off the little, quiet ones. Simon's a Warlock and a damn powerful little one.
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Chapter Eleven: The World's Worst Split Party The ruined Costa Coffee smoked behind them as the squad gathered in the shadow of a closed charity shop, catching their breath and assessing the damage. Pink mist curled around their ankles like inquisitive cats, and somewhere in the distance, a conga line was still going strong despite the lateness of the hour. Taine's hands were still shaking—from the explosion, from the kiss, from everything. He shoved them in his pockets so n
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This story kind of came together because you wanted a dog. :: shrugs :: one dog story
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