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It's funny you should say that, there is an ENTIRE chapter dedicated to this
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It's about controlling who finds out about it and how. You will understand once you meet Tim's father.
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a snippet from what I am writing today:
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I'd love to see the bully that thinks teasing a shapeshifting, fire breathing, Cambion is a good idea... The snark alone would be worth the price of admission
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I think it is amusing that After all the angst of the last book... Taine and Charlie have been dating for a year, and haven't even kissed. They are slower than molasses going up hill on crutches in January. Tyler sitting back, watching in utter amusement, 4000 miles away, knowing who is still winning when it comes to Taine.
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temporary hold what now? fixed it... sorry that must have been an auto setting, this story has been sitting on GA for a bit waiting for a publication slot. (I only get two a day, so I am budgeting and preloading most of my work... it's a rather fat back catelogue of ten years worth of stuff... so it's coming out in dribs and drabs... I honestly think I have a good six months of material in the backlog... so as it sits there I think there's a thingy that clicks it over to temporary hold if it sits too long.
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You are probably right there... that's probably a bit of me poking through.
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Oh yes there are a whole bunch of loopholes, Sabrina's up to something. Something that involves her needing 1000 souls and no kid. Now if only they had a lawyer. :: Pip freezes a banana chip half way to his mouth.:: "What's up dudes? Why are you all looking at me?"
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A Reverse Custody Battle
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Chapter Three: Service of Process The Hartley kitchen had finally achieved something approaching calm. It had taken approximately four hours, three changes of clothing, and one near-miss with the curtains, but Cecil was finally asleep in the pack-and-play that Mrs. Hartley had miraculously produced from the hall closet. The baby—cambion, demon-spawn, tiny terrorist—looked almost angelic in sleep, his little chest rising and falling, the occasional wisp of smoke curling from
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Riley as a top... now there is an HIGHLY entertaining thought. "Alright you big scary monster, bend over the very expensive couch over there and I am going to... errr... um... so just for your information... I've never actually... you know... done it like this before. So I am going to need a second, a few diagrams, and maybe an owners manual... you have a prostate right? and it's in there somewhere... right then, let's get started... here I go... don't MURDER me... you know what, how about we have a cuppa first, and maybe not kill me?"
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So which one is going to tame the other? Riley the Alley Cat vs the slightly off, (totally plotting to kill you) show cat.
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Ben has gravely underestimated what our little hoodrat is going to do to his perfect world.
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Riley's guide to survival, flip everything they know on it's head, and be utterly unrepentant about it.
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There is one path to getting Kieran, and that's with bait.
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Ahh Riley, turning people's worlds upside down with his irreverent Riley-tastic Riley-ness Ben's perfectly manicured lawn now has a Bin-Lorry parked across it, one wheel up on a Gnome, with two very confused binmen hanging off the back stunned they are alive.
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Because it's Purr-fect
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Right then Coffee time
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You know he's nicking that Jag the first chance he gets.
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And you thought he'd lost: Still winning, and good morning.
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Chapter One: The Stray Dog's Dinner The Greater Manchester Police didn’t give you a parting gift bag. They didn’t give you a sandwich for the road, and they certainly didn’t give you a map of where you were supposed to go when you had nowhere left. They just opened the heavy steel door, pushed a brown paper envelope containing your shoelaces and forty-three pence into your chest, and pointed you toward the grey, spitting rain of the city. Riley Shaw stood on the pavement outside
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Chapter Two: The Goldfish in the Bleach The decision to leave 4B Blake House wasn’t a negotiation. It was a relocation of assets. Ben had assessed the situation with a single, cold sweep of his grey eyes: the busted lock, the boy vibrating with visible fear, the estate holding its breath outside. The variables were unacceptable. The asset—grubby, noisy, fragile—required securing. He didn’t ask if Riley wanted to go. He didn’t explain the clean, brutal logic—that the estate’s t
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A runaway criminal sidekick teams up with his missing boss's monstrous mentor—a sociopath with a taste for precision and an even bigger secret—in a chase across the UK. Riley Shaw, scrawny and scared, is used to being an afterthought. But when Kieran Varys, disappears in a haze of blood, the only person left looking for him is Kieran's terrifying, obsessive architect: a man named Ben. Now Riley must navigate a landscape of motorway services, posh houses, and monstrous authority, and figure out if he's bait, a witness, or something more terrifying—a student.
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Tyler can always compete.... Just give him a pair of shorts and Taine is his again.
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I am not sure if I will get to FB book 6, five is out it's called the Fifth Column just not on this site yet... I haven't had the slots to release it, and newer work takes priority over older work that's out there. Watcher's 3 is on the cards for summer.
