Topher Lydon
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Ollie has a history of looking after kids, he was the one who raised Orel after all. And after that, the two Sprogs here are easy. Even if he does not have labels on his toothbrush
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Gerald thinks #OXL should hit 1,000,000 vsubscribers, it means he gets a SWEET plaque.
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Aiden's found a new hobby. Marshall-Lee's found the waffles. Ollie's opened his home. and Axl isn't alone.
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Chapter 6: The Weight Friday. Eight PM. The guest house. Axl had planned everything. Shower at six. Hair actually styled, not just pushed around. The uniform—Orel's uniform, his uniform, whatever—freshly pressed and folded. A stop at Domino's for the pizza, extra sausage, no mushrooms, because Orel's instructions had been *extremely specific* about him using the trigger phrase again. He'd even practiced his smile in the mirror. Not the eyebrow-waggling chaos grin
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Some small announcements of upcoming releases: A busy Spring. I'll keep you posted on release dates: next up is 13 Hearts (When Secret Lies of School Boys finishes in a few days), followed by Carter's Asset (which will take my early morning slot)
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Jack will have his moment, he's not one to be left sitting to one side when duty calls.
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It's interesting to think of the technology that's brought to bear then. In thirty years WWI will erupt. The Children of these men and women will be fighting in trenches holding the line in France, machine guns, rifles and industrialized war. This battle sits in that time of change. The time when the HMS Dreadnought touched water, the era of the Maxim gun, and factories spewing black into the sky at the end of the Victorian era that saw the steady, inexorable march to war.
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Bobby is a tested hero, proven in battle. the biggest mistake they make is testing his mettle. He may hold a soft spot for a certain fluffy telegraph boy, but he is far from soft himself. He stood with Elias at the sheriff's office in Silver Creek when they were attacked, he led the posse that pursued Cobb into the canyon, he stood at the mine when all was lost, and when Rourke came for Silver Creek itself, he was right by Theo's side keeping the Pinkerton's at bay. Deputy Grady, big ears in a bowler hat he took off of a rogue Pinkerton Agent, defending his Timmy then, like he's doing now.
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It's why Bobby is on it, out of the whole town he's their best chance at keeping that thing running smoothly.
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Go on talk sweet nothings to me!!!! :: sighs blissfully ::
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Good morning I am about to hug my coffee pot
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Chapter 10: The Cold Gates Merrickville, Ontario. Dusk. The sun died early in the Ottawa Valley, slipping behind the western ridges and leaving the town of Merrickville steeped in a cold, grey twilight. But tonight, the dark wasn't just an absence of light; it was a physical weight, pressing down on the rooftops and the frozen canal like a suffocating blanket. The town wasn't sleeping. It was arming. The usual sounds of evening—dogs barking, doors slamming, the distant lau
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You will respect his yellow belted awesomeness!
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Start with this one: Then try: If you like those, and get through them, ask again and I will recommend the next in the Merrickville stories... Most of my stories are interconnected, set in the same town, with recurring characters. Orel, Finn, Axl and Ollie are all from: and:
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Can I recommend some of my other stories, that are completed, there's quite a back catalogue..
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I literally post them as fast as the site will allow me, one chapter per 24 hours.
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Criticism noted. I remain unrepentant.
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It just seemed like such a perfect Orel job. He's doing some thing he loves and there's a magic to that.
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They're safe, happy, and living their best lives. Free from the Alistair Merrick shadow, and from Tarquin's control.
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That is a ... wow... the violation of that. Yeah I don't blame you for not watching. yikes
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It's sort of Hunger Games, but far more deadly, it's High School. Everything they do is watched, there is no turning it off, there is no privacy. Their lives are performance art. Tim and Justin are screwed.
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Two sworn rivals wake up in bed together, then discover they're being blackmailed by a secret society that's turned their school into a twisted reality show. Now they must fake a relationship while hunted by anonymous tormentors—and the game is only getting deadlier.
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You've hit on the plot of my next story (already written) 13 Hearts. How much invasion of privacy is too much? And what do you do if you're entire life is monetized for someone else's gain.
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that's the feel I wanted for these stories... I wanted you to feel like you're watching an old timey western. Hitting all the tropes, and the nostalgia like I had when I was a kid watching and reading these kinds of tales.
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I'm not saying he WON'T do that... and I am not saying he HASN'T already done that... I mean, Orel needs to collect his data somehow.
