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Marked Territory – Snippet 05

Marked Territory - Snippet 05 I glanced over and saw a bright orange tabby lounging on a stack of boxes just beneath a hot air vent. Her coat was thick, but it had that rough look that told me she took care of it mostly on her own. Her eyes were a sparkling green, and when she stretched I could see she still had all her claws. I also noticed she wasn't wearing a neck belt or its accompanying bling. "Just passing through," I said. "Heading down to Mayaro." "You going to see Ringo?" she asked. Her posture didn't change, but I noticed how her...

The Portals Of Hell – Snippet 05

The Portals Of Hell - Snippet 05 Chapter 3: A Revelation The GranMalo towered over them all, more than eight meters tall, and so close that Davin could smell the rotten remains of its past butchery, hear the wind of its nostrils, feel the darkness of this creature in his soul. For a moment, everyone was transfixed -- then one of the defenders made a terrible mistake. He turned and ran. In a flash, the great lizard dipped its head, the huge jaws opening and closing over the man. There wasn't even a scream; just the sickening crunch as powerful...

1637 No Peace Beyond The Line – Snippet 07

1637 No Peace Beyond The Line - Snippet 07 Sehested, hurrying to join Stirke, discovered what had stopped the small Bermudan in his tracks: his surprise encounter with a spectacle from another world:  A telegrapher hammering away at a device that was all levers and wires. Instructions being shouted down speaking tubes. An auxiliary binnacle with down-time copies of up-time barometric instruments. A tactical plot table with a glass -- or was that 'plastic'? -- weather cover, grease pencil markings showing the positions and headings of...

1636 The Atlantic Encounter – Snippet 38

This book is available now, so this is the last Snippet. 1636 The Atlantic Encounter - Snippet 38 "They can go straight to Hell, Mynheer Chehab, which is where they claim we are all going. I shall not make 'common cause' with any of those mock-pious preeners. And as for the natives: they may be dangerous to soft Virginia planters, but the burghers and the patroons of New Netherland know how to deal with them. Once the wall on the kill is built, there should be no threat from the savages. "Now," he said at last, taking another healthy drink...

Heart Of The World – Snippet 05

Heart Of The World - Snippet 05 Made of fitted stones, the bank sloped easily at first but then turned steep, and he slipped and slid most of the way, grabbing for handholds on the rough wall. Halfway down the dry stone vanished under slick wet green weed, crusted with sand and shells. Yesterday that had been under water. He skidded through it, down into the ditch, his feet sinking into the muck and stones of the bottom. He began to work his way up the current, watching the water, looking for anything he could catch. Ahead of him, something...

Serpent Daughter – Snippet 05

Serpent Daughter - Snippet 05 The giant frowned. "That was an error of judgment. When he sneaked into my camp, I believed I had been outwitted. I jumped to the conclusion that he, and you, were my enemies. I know now that I was mistaken." "That was no error," Dockery muttered. "Bastard deserved it." Kinta Jane ignored his comment. "What is Kanawha?" "I have many things to tell you," Mesh said, "if we are friends and allies. If you are merely going to leave me, then you must direct your questions to a book-cadger." "You aren't Brother Anak,"...

Days of Burning, Days of Wrath – Snippet 41

This book is available now so this is the last Snippet. Days of Burning, Days of Wrath - Snippet 41 She gave a command and the left quarter images dissolved, to be replaced by a close up from a recon skimmer of the latifundia of the former ambassatrix to Santa Josefina.  A large circle of poorly dressed people, thin, dirty, and not very healthy looking, watched two better fed and better dressed men writhe on crosses.  Long lines of mostly women and children snaked from the latifundia's mansion to the crowd, bringing food and drink...

Serpent Daughter – Snippet 04

Serpent Daughter - Snippet 04 "And to count. Though with hands as large and ungainly as mine, it is difficult to take only the hair." Mesh reached into the large sack hanging from his belt and produced a man's head. He raised it by its long black topknot, allowing blood to drip from the cleanly severed neck to the trampled snow. "I count one." Kinta Jane vomited. Dockery's own stomach turned, but he held it in check. The Algonk's face was impassive. "One is not very impressive," Mesh said. "If you had come here as a pair, like a Wandering...

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