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The world of Reversed Black Maria returns with a new excerpt from an unfinished manuscript. You've visited the past. Here is a glimpse of the future. The thread has broken. The Empress is gone forever,

Dutch stared down at the body in the alley and thought to himself, Ah, hell. Why do we always get the nasty jobs? They’d been alerted by one of Michael’s computer bots that the police were investigating

Boys Adventure Tale Epilogue and Errata Timeout! flashed in Oskar’s helmet HUD. He grinned savagely. The Tycho Tsunami–his team–was playing for the Apollo Cup. The score was tied, with only two seconds

It’s been said that if you do your best to take care of your car, your car will take care of you. Many times, neglect in maintaining your vehicle inevitably leads to the car giving out. This is what happened

This is a boy’s adventure tale. But this is not a boy’s adventure tale prepared by a stuffy old man in a tweed jacket with elbow patches. This is the sort of story that a boy might imagine for himself,

This is a boy’s adventure tale. But this is not a boy’s adventure tale prepared by a stuffy old man in a tweed jacket with elbow patches. This is the sort of story that a boy might imagine for himself,

This is a boy’s adventure tale. But this is not a boy’s adventure tale prepared by a stuffy old man in a tweed jacket with elbow patches. This is the sort of story that a boy might imagine for himself,

Corporal Vladimir Smith entered the briefing room, a neutral expression on his face. In this endless war with the Reptilians, he'd been to more briefings than he cared to admit. They were all the same:

This is a boy’s adventure tale. But this is not a boy’s adventure tale prepared by a stuffy old man in a tweed jacket with elbow patches. This is the sort of story that a boy might imagine for himself,

After a string of victories against the Outer Colonies, the repulsive Reptilians are advancing on Earth, the cradle of humanity. The Reptilians are merciless and cruel beyond reason. The superior technology

This is a boy’s adventure tale. But this is not a boy’s adventure tale prepared by a stuffy old man in a tweed jacket with elbow patches. This is the sort of story that a boy might imagine for himself,

As I prepared to go to bed late on Christmas Eve, a knock on the door stopped me form unbuttoning my shirt. The knocking became more and more frantic as I approached the door. Who would be here at this

As writers, our focus is on the art of words and narratives, so it’s not surprising many don’t have the skills to create their own artwork for their books. I myself am an indie author and, like many emerging

This is a boy’s adventure tale. But this is not a boy’s adventure tale prepared by a stuffy old man in a tweed jacket with elbow patches. This is the sort of story that a boy might imagine for himself,

In every town they visited, Kaz and Dmitri would find the local gamblers and proceed to bilk them out of their gold. Kaz had to admit that Dmitri was very good at what he did. He was a con man in every

It's been quite a week. I had every intention of publishing Part 9 0f Boy's Adventure Tale today, but alas, work intervened. The next chapter must wait a few more days. In compensation for your patience,

A second explosion rocked the Liberator, but Zeke and Princess Isabelle were able to keep their footing. Zeke took her hand and began to run toward the ramp. “It's gone!” she yelled, tugging his hand,

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This is a boy’s adventure tale. But this is not a boy’s adventure tale prepared by a stuffy old man in a tweed jacket with elbow patches. This is the sort of story that a boy might imagine for himself,

The man lay in a heap on the floor, his blood slowly expanding across the filthy carpet beneath him. Kaz gingerly stepped over his body and began to search through the desk. Sure enough, the bottom drawer