Stories
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Dotty knew exactly what was happening the moment that big ole jukebox kicked in. She’d been here a thousand times, this was Lous Diner, home from home for the teenagers. She was waiting for the inevitable tinny sound of Johnny Starlight. The biggest rock n roll star and perhaps the last of his kind. The Read more
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In the autumn of 1973, the chalk cliffs of Kent loomed over the grey churn of the English Channel, their white faces streaked with flint and despair. Dover’s streets, damp with the salt-kissed mist, wound through a town battered by economic rot and the weight of a government that seemed to care more for Whitehall’s Read more
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The reek of decay and buried truths choked Coldwater Hollow, a forsaken place where sunlight drowned in mist. Mark Strauss slogged along the splintered pavement of Main Street, his boots grinding against the rot of a town that seemed to quiver with dread. Nearing his late thirties, eyes sharp as shattered stone, his past was Read more
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In the heart of modern-day Craigavon, Northern Ireland, where urban estates meet the serene shimmer of Craigavon Lakes, lived Riley Kane, a 32-year-old librarian with eyes like storm-lit seas. Riley was no ordinary man; he burned with a hunger for the ultimate truth—a knowledge so profound it could unravel reality’s fabric. His routine life unraveled Read more
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Madrid, 1743: A city of splendour and shadows under King Philip V’s Bourbon rule. The War of the Austrian Succession drains Spain’s wealth, while the newly built Royal Palace gleams above the slums. In the bustling Plaza Mayor, rogues and dreamers chase fortunes amid cobblestone alleys. Diego de la Vega, a charming thief whose schemes Read more
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Ten years had passed since the skies over Zaragoza, Spain, turned to blood. The pyramids—Giza, Chichen Itza, Teotihuacan—had roared to life, their ancient stones humming as beams of light lanced upward, stitching the heavens with red stars. The lattice of crimson threads wove a canopy that smothered the blue sky, and the rivers, from the Read more
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In the year 2033, Dr. Elias Finch, a wiry physicist with a penchant for bow ties and caffeine, stumbled upon a dusty crate in a condemned Brooklyn warehouse. Inside were Nikola Tesla’s lost treasures: yellowed notepads scrawled with equations, crude circuit diagrams, and a peculiar device labeled “Temporal Resonator.” Elias, a man who’d rather debate Read more
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Wings Revenge Hey, Western fans! I poured my heart into this gritty tale, heavily inspired by the legendary Jon Shannow from David Gemmell’s epic series. My character, Hawk Goodwin, channels that same brooding, gunslinging spirit, tearing through a dusty Old West town with vengeance and justice on his mind. If you love hard-hitting action, complex Read more
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The Hawthorn Tree Series The cottage crouched in the shadow of a gnarled forest, its walls sagging like a hag’s flesh, patched with moss and rot. Inside, the air was a sour stew of damp earth, burnt herbs, and something acrid that clawed at the throat. A cauldron squatted over a fire that spat green Read more
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The year was 2040, and England was a ghost of its past. The rolling hills of the Cotswolds, once lush with emerald fields, were now a cracked wasteland, strewn with the husks of delivery drones and the twisted wreckage of hyperloop pods. The air carried the bitter sting of ash, whipped up by winds that Read more
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Magnus Kane was nobody until Bitcoin hit $100,000. A coder with a knack for patterns, he’d mined early, hodled through crashes, and cashed out at the peak. By 2023, he was a billionaire at thirty-five, untouchable in a world of volatility. But wealth wasn’t enough. Magnus craved legacy. He bought Isle Cedara, a rugged speck Read more
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In 3025, Earth was a wasteland of flesh and circuits, humans fused with machines. Thoth, ageless, tracked the tablet with Odin, his ravens circling.“Ragnarök looms,” Odin growled, his spear blood-stained. A kraken erupted from a steel sea, tentacles crushing hybrids. Reptilian aliens descended, their ship a dagger of shadow, claiming the tablet. Thoth battled—feathers against Read more
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In 1945, amidst war’s wreckage, Thoth met Gandhi, his frame frail but his spirit iron. “Use the tablet for peace,” Gandhi pleaded, bombs echoing in the distance. “It’s a curse,” Thoth said, his voice heavy. “Power corrupts.” A naga slithered from the shadows, scales glinting. “The Nazis hold it!” Thoth raced through Berlin’s ruins, dodging Read more
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In Florence, Thoth sketched beside Leonardo da Vinci, the air thick with ink and ambition. “The tablet’s not of Earth,” Thoth said, tracing its edges. “The Greys brought it—meddlers from beyond.” Leonardo’s brow furrowed. “Aliens?”A craft hummed overhead, its light blinding. Greys emerged, their spindly hands seizing the tablet. Thoth fought—a whirlwind of feathers and Read more
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In Camelot’s mist-shrouded forests, Thoth met Merlin, his staff aglow, a dragon’s scales glinting behind him. “The tablet’s gone again,” Merlin said, his voice weary. “Stolen by shadows.”Thoth’s eyes narrowed. “We’ll take it back.” They ventured deep—past wyverns spitting flame, through faerie glades where time twisted. Arthur joined, Excalibur blazing, his knights a steel-clad tide. Read more
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At Golgotha, amid the stench of death, Thoth approached Jesus, nailed and bleeding, his eyes calm despite the agony.“The tablet’s truths are in me,” Jesus said, each word a labor. “I’ve rewritten them.” Thoth knelt, the wind howling. “You’ve made them human. That’s more than I could.” A man thundered past on a horse, hooves Read more
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In Alexandria’s opulent halls, Thoth reclined with Cleopatra, her asp coiled on a cushion, its eyes glinting like jewels.“Caesar’s ambition bores me,” she said, her fingers brushing the tablet. “What can this do?” “Make you divine,” Thoth murmured, his lips grazing her neck. “Leave him. Rule with me.”Her smile was a blade. “Done.” Caesar burst Read more
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On Olympus, where clouds coiled like serpents, Thoth faced Zeus, his white hair crackling with lightning. “That tablet,” Zeus thundered, gripping his bolt. “It’s mine by right.” Thoth sidestepped a searing strike, his feathers singed. “Trade it for Aphrodite’s embrace.” Zeus paused, then roared with laughter. “You’ve got nerve, scribe. Agreed.” Aphrodite awaited in a Read more
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The frigate Queensbane cleaved through the azure waters of Earthengaugh with a ferocity that belied her age, her weathered oak hull slicing the calm sea like a cutlass through silk. Twelve billowing sails of taut, sun-bleached cloth drank deep of the wind, driving the vessel onward with a speed unmatched by any ship in the Read more
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In the golden age of Egypt, Thoth was a god-king, his temples alive with incense and chants. The Nile mirrored his image: ibis-headed, eternal. He met Isis in a shadowed chamber, her eyes like polished obsidian, a senet board between them. “Another tablet?” she asked, moving a piece with deliberate grace. “You hoard secrets like Read more
Dany Slone 