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A Chapter by Beth
Lyla was sleeping, drifting from dream to clouded dream, when she felt the urge. Wake up. She moaned, and shrank back further into the corner of the..
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A Chapter by Beth
“What do you mean, you ‘haven’t got her?’ the creature roared in fury, jumping from his black monstrosity of a throne. &ldqu..
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A Chapter by Beth
Lyla lay in a small white bed, her face pale. A bandage swathed one temple, where it had landed on Sir Valon’s mail shoulder. He had broken he..
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A Chapter by Beth
The leather-bound tome was thick and covered with dust.
“No one’s looked at that book as long as I can remember, Lady Lyla.”..
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A Chapter by Beth
Later that night, Lyla sat in her chilly room, holding a leather drawstring pouch in her hand.
“Velander?” she whispered.
There wa..
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A Chapter by Beth
The hulking demon lord sat his throne, glowering down on the elderly spell-caster. The human stood before him, cowering in the intensity of those bu..
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A Chapter by Beth
Queen Rachelle stomped her slippered foot.
“You willful brat! You will tell me what I want to know! What did you speak to the scepter? Why ..
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A Chapter by Beth
Rachelle sat primly at the council table in the dimly lit meeting room. Sir Valon sat to her right, the other members of the advisory board sat in v..
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A Chapter by Beth
Ryder was dreaming again. He knew he’d had this dream before, but couldn’t shake it. Every night since the farm raid and the rape of the..
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A Chapter by Beth
Lyla paced the small room, a blanket thrown about her shoulders to ward off the chill that crept in from chinks between the rock wall, from the wind..
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