Stories

The war with the demons in the Underrealm can exhaust even the strongest soldier. As the war drags on, how can one commander face his duty when each and every battle threatens his heart and soul?

D'gar and S'brin, along with their clutchmates, learn about fighting Thread, love and loss.

Dave Harrison is late for work, again. Turns out, that's by far the least of his worries.

Friggy and Jewl were street kids in a world that had been changed by momentous events. They survived by simply taking what they could get, working if work presented itself, and choosing other means if needed. If that sometimes meant a little basic thievery, well, that was a part of the world they lived in. It was a big city, and small crimes were tough to solve.

Until one day when they picked up something unexpected, something unique. And in so doing, set off a pursuit that would ultimately redefine their very existence.

A long short story, presented complete.

Shortly after the end of the Eighth Pass, five of the six Weyrs on Pern are found empty. Zalna, a junior weyrwoman at Benden Weyr, tries to discover what might have caused all the other weyrfolk and dragons to disappear and where they could have gone.

How much power is there in love? When we cross that final line into darkness, does the bond of love come with us?

H'rek's Rioth is mature enough for her first mating flight, but he's not at all certain how he feels about that.

The Southern Weyr project is coming to an end. H'rek and Rioth prepare for the return to Benden Weyr to fight Thread.

Earth was dying, time had run out. In a fractured world cooperation was non-existent. A dedicated group humanity saw a way out and Operation Plymoth Plantation was born.

Robin calls Charlie and the gang together to discuss an interesting new mystery he has uncovered. This leads them off on a new adventure, just in time for the holiday.

I haven’t posted here for a while and was unaware of the new rules allowing only one chapter per day. This means the story will not finish posting until well after the holiday is past. You win some, you lose some.