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Severed Chains - Book 1 - Fateless (Chapter 00)
LINK 00: ZOLOMON’S REPORT
Blood. The metallic stench of blood hung heavily in the air. I flipped open my phone to check the time. My evac wouldn't arrive for another eighteen minutes. The smell of blood did not prove to be a good sign. I picked up the pace. My sneakers smacked the wooden floors of the aging penitentiary. It would soon be shut down for good. Too many unsightly horrors had occurred in its one hundred and twenty years. I'd bared witness to some of the possessions myself, and they were far from publicity stunts. Demons were real, and they weren't the only ones seeking out vengeance; angels did as well.
I rounded a corner, heading for the front security guard's desk. The smell of blood grew heavier. I cursed under my breath; of all the times to have been late for my shift. Fate had held me up, and I barely managed to give them the slip. Their presence grew in the small Midwestern county of Belmont. My husband and I feared the worst, and for a g
Strange World - Book 1 - Grimoire (Chapter 00)
MOMENT 00: TERMINAL
“Seven days,” said Dr. Clar. “You have seven days to live.”
Mom broke into deep sobs, and Dad turned, staring out the window. Had I shamed him again? He couldn't even bear to look at me. Not that it mattered; he hadn't been around much anyhow.
My little sister, Kat, cooed at first, but even at her young age, saw the pain in everyone's eyes. Our parents were both devastated, shouldn’t that have been my right?
Dr. Clar, a kind man, looked as pained as my parents. He obviously didn't enjoy telling fourteen-year-olds they were dying. I had only a week until I would be dead.
Dad still didn't turn back, but said, “Can anything be done? Is there a way to give him more time?”
Dr. Clar grimaced. “As I said, I’ve only seen this illness once before in my fifty years of practice. The other hangs on only by
Dark Dayz: VR Dawn (Chapter 00)
Welcome to Dark Dayz: VR Dawn, the first of six novels in the series.
This story is about being trapped in VR (virtual reality). If you die in game, you die in real life.
Now, I know this premise has been done before... With shows like Sword Art Online, and .Hack//Sign. But I didn't get the idea from those. When I was young I read a children's book with the same basic concept. However, I in no way intend to copy any of these stories.
Dark Dayz: VR Dawn, is a darker take, and has its own original characters, storylines, and situations.
Please, read on if you will. If you enjoy each chapter, I implore you, click the 'Star' button to vote. The more votes a book gets the higher ranking it gets. And the higher the ranking, the more likely other readers are able to find it.
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Crimson Wars: Blood Sisters (Chapter 02)
DROP 02: MONDAY
My eyes were crusted shut. I swiped my hand across my face, clearing the gunk, and stared up at the ceiling of my bedroom. Each of the posters stared back at me, some depicting dark unicorns, others with morbid skeletal firebirds, and then, of course, those with dire wolves, and other fanged beasts. There were my friends, and no one else.
"Why does life suck so badly?" I whispered, wiping my eyes once more.
Morning light came in through my heavy drawn curtains and the babbling of a brook through the open window. The air felt fresh on my skin, which meant another maybe not-so-hot day in Crimson Wharf.
My head rolled the other way, and I looked at my dragon alarm clock, which took the shape of a spiked, winged dragon. More than once, I'd stabbed myself rolling over to turn it off. Eventually, I'd stopped setting the alarm and gained a pretty accurate internal clock.
Crimson Wars: Blood Sisters (Chapter 01)
DROP 01: NIGHTMARE
A mysterious girl with blue hair. She couldn't exist. That's what I kept telling myself as I walked barefoot, along the side of the road. I had no way of knowing of the time since my watch had died in the water. Not only had it died, but I should also've died. I stopped and looked at the clear, star-lit sky. In Crimson Wharf, the stars were almost always visible, it seemed.
"What just happened?" I whispered, taking my crimson hair in hand and squeezing out the water.
I gave a heavy sigh and thought about dropping my boots. They weighed enough regularly, but now they were soaked. Of course, that's what happens when you jumped into the ocean fully clothed. You get soaked. Also, of course, I'd had no intention of ever surfacing again. My thoughts went full circle back to the fanged girl.
"Dammit." I lowered my eyes. "Why can't I get you out of my head?"
Crimson Wars: Blood Sisters (Chapter 00)
DROP 00: FIRST DROP
The first sensation came. Cold. Icy coldness enveloped every inch of my body. As much as I wanted to keep my eyes closed until the end, they flew open on their own. It didn't matter. I couldn't see anything through the dark abyss. For some reason, I'd taken a deep breath first. It could be chocked up to reflex, or maybe fear. Drowning would not be a pleasant experience.
As I sank, my life flashed before my eyes. I saw my mom, who had been dead for several years. She loved me more than anything else in the world; this much I remembered--unlike that asshole who dared call himself a father. Anyone who could punch their daughter in the face for coming home late did not deserve a child.
Even if I wanted to turn back, to swim up and take another shot at life, I would never be able to--My boots were heavy and pulled me deeper by the second.
I closed my eyes again, ignoring the urge to ope