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Prologue The Pope sat in his gilded chair nervously, eying the tall figure that stalked about the room. The man was tall, taller than any man he had e..
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A man is forced to defend his land and his beliefs against a new religious government.
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PrologueThe prow of the ship rose and rose before plunging into the depths, the deck of the proud vessel nearer to vertical than horizontal more often..
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Chapter OneI looked out the window, licking my lips eagerly. Impatiently. The snows whirled outside, coming down in thick white sheets. The wolves wer..
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A tale of Viking Jarls and wicked Dryads, the lord of Mourning Tides must defend his coastal town from the return of an ancient evil that stirs outsid..
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My name is Nicolas Avery, and I fell in love. I know, not so dramatic or shocking of an opening, pretty standard really. But that pretty much covers ..
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Chapter OneNicolas I stared at the computer screen blankly, bored out of my mind as I was every night around this time. I had already logged twelve ho..
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Chapter TwoGrace "Freeze!" I shouted, pulling my gun from it's holster and pointing it at the masked man. He turned quickly, his own gun in hand and I..
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Chapter ThreeNicolas I hadn't thought about her for three weeks. That's was my mantra. I hadn't let myself think of her in three weeks. But did consta..
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A book I have been working on for a while, but just can't seem to hash the ending out. Some of my best writing, however. A story of a small town young..
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