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Pirate’s Luck: Chapter Eight~Twice Cursed

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Pirate's Luck Pain accompanied every movement as Grokin pushed him up the ladder that led to the engine room.

Arekan stared stupidly at the long cylinder of the null space displacement unit that ran through the center of the compartment. Except for a few class tours on his home ship, he’d never seen one. But this piece of equipment as everything else on this tub looked in disrepair. Its paint cracked and peeled along its casing, and the rust brown of corrosion marked the unit’s seams. Arekan grew queasier at witnessing the poor condition of this major aspect of the propulsion system.

The engineer whipped his head toward Arekan and Grokin and frowned. Tinnen was extremely lean and white-haired. A deep scar cut into his cheek running from his ear to his jaw, which deepened with the scowl he gave both men.

“This is who you brought?” said Tinnen incredulously.

Continue Reading–> Chapter Eight~Twice Cursed

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#WinterSolstice #Fiction: The Inattentions of Mr. Weatherby

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Women in LeatherNote: I wrote the following piece for a Fantasy Writer’s.org monthly challenge three years ago. I haven’t found a market for it, so I’m publishing it here for Winter Solstice. There is a little fantasy/science fiction mix here, so bear with me. I’ve always like this story and whenever I read it–well, you’ll see.

THE INATTENTIONS OF MR. WEATHERBY

In advance of the coming cold front, thick flakes swirled and hit the muddy street. Ari’s boots slipped in the mud and the thin coating of melting snow. Her basket in hand, she looked up as the flying ice batted her eyes. She pulled up her scarf over her nose and pushed on, making her way to the little store before her. The storefront was dark, but whether it was because Mr. Weatherby closed the store early, or the sudden storm dampened the light of the sun, she did not know.

She pushed at the door, and it yielded, opening on the slight warmth of an enclosed space holding back the greater cold of the outside world. There was a fireplace off to the left, but it was not lit. The rafters were dark from a lack of light in the shop. She stomped her feet before she entered loosening some of the mud from her boots.\

“Weatherby,” she called.

Typically, there was no answer. She often remarked he was the worst storekeeper ever, but Weatherby would only scoff.

“I’m here, aren’t I? No one else would supply this sad sack little town.”Continue reading #WinterSolstice #Fiction: The Inattentions of Mr. Weatherby

#CoverReveal: No Good Deed~Book 4 Arekan’s War

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Cover No Good Deed Book 4 Arekan's War

Here is the last cover for Arekan’s War. I’m not printing the blurb yet because there are too many spoilers to Book 3, Tour of Duty. But in book 4 Arekan finds out the hard way that “no good deed goes unpunished.” Suffice it to say he is placed in a situation where he has to make some very uncomfortable decisions to satisfy matters of honor. Can he swallow the exigencies and imperatives of command and lordship even if they go against everything Arekan believes? Will he sacrifice his integrity to kept his promises? And can his heart bear the ultimate price of his compromises?

We’ll see.

Cover Art by Starry Night Graphix.

#CoverReveal: Tour Of Duty~Book 3 Arekan’s War

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Tour of Duty Book 3 Arekan's War
I took the morning to finish up the covers for the Arekan’s War books. Below is the one for book three which is written but needs one more good going over before I release it. But here is the blurb.

Tour of Duty

Arekan’s first days in the Windshadow Complex are so disastrous that both Santir and Captain Raden Irlu agree its best for everyone if Arekan puts some time and distance between him and the Mor’a’stani lords. Irlu, who quickly became Arekan’s best friend in the complex, persuades Arekan to go with him on the last patrol before the snow flies, a tour of duty that spans part of the vast Windshadow vale. Here Arekan learns about the life of the people of the vale, long thought to be the staunchest supporters of the Mor’a’stani. He finds a people very much split on the whether the Mor’a’stani are their saviors or their enemy. At the same time he takes an interest in the young woman, Katlia, that Raden sees as his, but hasn’t made a formal offer of marriage.

Can their friendship survive Arekan’s meddling in the private life of his best friend?

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