The messages arrived within hours of each other.
Max sat in his study, reading through the reports his friends had sent via the communication stones they'd distributed years ago. Sog's account of the Velkor Syndicate and their "free information" about the Unbroken being created. Cordellia's observations about collective merchants who seeme...
2026-01-05 14:59:30 +0000 UTC View PostHis recovery took three days.
Arin spent most of that time in the church, resting in a quiet corner. At the same time, Essa periodically fed him healing essence, and the villagers brought offerings of gratitude he couldn't actually consume. Bread, preserved fruit, a carefully carved wooden figurine of a slime that one of the orphans had ma...
2026-01-05 14:54:13 +0000 UTC View PostCHAPTER 26: BROKEN RIDGE
The rescue team departed at first light.
Besides Wei Chen and Zhao Feng, the group included four inner sect disciples led by a woman named Senior Sister Fang. She was Foundation Establishment Stage 3, with the weathered look of someone who'd spent years on dangerous missions. Her team moved with the ease of p...
2026-01-05 14:50:54 +0000 UTC View PostThe sound of the morning bell rang, and Francis was already moving. No time for breakfast, no time for Michael's questions or Phillip's demands. He needed to test his theory about the Northern observer—see if the Southern Kingdom elites had been adapted to counter him, or if they remained unchanged.
If they were unchanged, it would prove...
2026-01-05 14:00:06 +0000 UTC View PostThe delegation arrived at dawn.
Rakonath watched them from the ridge above the lake, his silver scales catching the early light as he observed the small group making their way along the trail. Three beings in total. A gnome, a dwarf, and something that looked vaguely reptilian but walked upright on two legs. They moved with the confidence ...
2026-01-03 16:33:18 +0000 UTC View PostThe eastern training grounds sprawled across a hillside that faced the morning sun.
Wei Chen arrived at dawn with Zhao Feng, both of them carrying survey equipment and enough supplies for a full day of work. The grounds were empty at this hour, the combat disciples who normally trained here still sleeping off yesterday's exertions.<...
2026-01-03 16:32:21 +0000 UTC View PostThe attack came at dusk.
Arin was helping reinforce the barricade at the village's western approach when the first shouts rang out. Sentries posted on rooftops had spotted movement in the tree line, dozens of figures emerging from the forest, spreading out to encircle the village.
"They're here!" Henrik Brennan's voice cut through th...
2026-01-03 16:28:18 +0000 UTC View PostHey all -
First, I wanna say thanks to everybody for the prayers and the private messages. It means a ton as it’s been a crazy few days.
We finally heard back from the neurologist and we’re going to increase his dosage according to them to basically two max adult dosages twice a day and see what happens there’s...
2026-01-02 22:15:22 +0000 UTC View PostFrancis didn't bother with breakfast. Didn't bother with the usual morning routine of pretending everything was normal while Phillip barked orders and Michael complained about the early bell. The moment he was dressed, Francis was moving, heading straight for the battlefield.
He needed to tell Stenson and needed to share the burden of what...
2026-01-02 14:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostHey all.
I'm hoping tomorrow to get online and make sure I have chapters loaded.
My son's had 4 episodes in 48 hours and we're waiting on Neuro to give some directions but its the holiday, so who knows.
I've got a bunch in my beta reading folders, I just need to sit down and upload a few. I think I have chapters for tomorrow...
2026-01-01 22:34:32 +0000 UTC View PostFrancis stood in Glitvall's tent, the warmth from the central fire doing nothing to ease the cold knot in his stomach. The Warchief listened in silence as Francis explained what he'd discovered, the changing patterns, the tactical coordination, the way the Ursaloths seemed to be learning his methods.
"You're certain of this?" Glitvall aske...
2026-01-01 14:00:07 +0000 UTC View PostThe letter went out the next morning, carried by a trader heading toward Lord Aldric's estate with legitimate business. Three days, Father Aldwin estimated, before they could expect a response, if Elara was willing to respond at all.
Three days of waiting. Three days of tension building like a storm on the horizon.
The party used the...
2025-12-31 14:00:14 +0000 UTC View PostFrancis found Kerhi in the training yard, working through forms with her old axes. The weapons were well-maintained but showed their age, countless battles had left their marks on the steel, and the balance was slightly off from years of repeated sharpening.
"Got a moment?" Francis called out.
Kerhi finished her current sequence befo...
2025-12-31 14:00:13 +0000 UTC View PostWei Chen set the trap three days after his conversation with Lin Mei about sect politics.
The concept was simple enough. His workshop had been targeted multiple times because his schedule was predictable. He left at the same times, returned at the same times, and anyone watching could calculate exactly how long they had to cause tro...
2025-12-31 14:00:06 +0000 UTC View PostDriving to dallas early this morning. Son with seizures had episodes yesterday. Going to be another one of those days and not how I wanted to have the new years ring in.
Thanks all.
2025-12-31 12:17:20 +0000 UTC View PostThe next three days settled into a rhythm of work and investigation. Mornings were spent on the Cross barn, the physical labor giving them legitimacy in the eyes of villagers who had learned to distrust outsiders. Afternoons and evenings were devoted to conversations, carefully casual encounters that slowly built a picture of what had happened t...
2025-12-30 14:00:14 +0000 UTC View PostCordellia stood at the edge of the Falls, watching dawn paint the mist in shades of gold and rose.
This had become her ritual over the last few decades. Before the day's demands consumed her attention, she came here to think and to observe. Cordellia let her mind find patterns in the chaos of running a territory that had grown far beyond w...
2025-12-30 14:00:10 +0000 UTC View PostFrancis woke to Kerhi pressed against him, her breathing deep and even in sleep. Dawn light filtered through the tent's hide walls, painting everything in soft amber tones. For a moment, he simply lay there, savoring the peace of it, the quiet intimacy of waking beside someone who knew him, truly knew him, loops and all.
Kerhi stirred, her...
2025-12-30 14:00:06 +0000 UTC View PostHey y’all it’s Monday so I’m trying to do my weekly update
I just got back from vacation, which was good in bed partially because I obviously needed the rest and the other side of me. He was like I’m able to sit down and just kind of think about some of the stuff that I have been going through and struggling with.
I ha...
2025-12-29 17:39:44 +0000 UTC View PostFowl hated mornings.
He especially hated mornings that started with someone knocking on his door before the sun had properly risen. The pounding echoed through the stone corridors of his home, each impact feeling like a hammer blow directly to his skull.
"I'll get it," Batrire said, already sliding out of bed.
"No." Fowl forced...
2025-12-29 14:00:06 +0000 UTC View PostFrancis woke to unfamiliar warmth.
For a moment, he didn't understand where he was or why the furs beneath him felt different from his usual bedding. Then Kerhi shifted against him, her arm draped across his chest, and memory flooded back. The fight with Halvir. The celebration afterward. Kerhi pulling him into her tent with a look that ha...
2025-12-29 14:00:05 +0000 UTC View PostCHAPTER 23: SECT POLITICS 101
Lin Mei had claimed a corner table in the restricted library, surrounded by stacks of documentation that looked older than the building itself.
Wei Chen recognized the setup immediately. This wasn't casual research. The sheer volume of materials spread across the table suggested she'd been preparing for ...
2025-12-29 14:00:05 +0000 UTC View PostThe western road out of Thornbridge was well-maintained for the first day, a proper trade route with regular patrols and waystation markers. But as they moved further from the city, the signs of neglect became increasingly apparent. Potholes went unrepaired. Markers were weathered and sometimes missing. The patrol stations they passed stood empt...
2025-12-29 14:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostHey all.
Chris Boucher is doing the Loopbreaker series.
here is the first chapter - give it a listen - let me know your thoughts. No sharing the file please!
2025-12-28 14:30:42 +0000 UTC View PostThe return journey to Thornbridge proved uneventful, which suited everyone fine. Lord Petran emerged from his daughter's wedding in considerably better spirits than he'd arrived, the alliance between his family and the merchant house now sealed with vows and contracts. He spent most of the trip in his carriage, occasionally emerging to make plea...
2025-12-28 14:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostThe days in Riverhaven settled into a comfortable rhythm. Mornings at the guild hall, checking contracts and observing how the larger city's adventurer community operated. Afternoons spent exploring different districts, building familiarity with a city that might become important to their future plans. Evenings at the Copper Anchor, sharing meal...
2025-12-27 14:00:05 +0000 UTC View PostSog had never expected to feel protective of mortals.
He stood on the balcony of his tower, watching the sun rise over Shadowmere. The city sprawled beneath him, a mixture of architecture that shouldn't have worked together but somehow did. Demon-forged obsidian structures stood beside human timber buildings, elven crystal spires rose next...
2025-12-26 14:00:09 +0000 UTC View PostCHAPTER 22: STUDY GROUP
The morning after submitting his report, Wei Chen started rebuilding.
Not the workshop itself. That was already back in order. The real rebuilding was psychological. Zhang Ming's saboteurs had wanted him scared and reactive. Wei Chen's response was to work harder and produce more.
He had three commission...
2025-12-26 14:00:08 +0000 UTC View PostThe pain was unlike anything Francis had experienced, and that was saying something given his extensive history with death.
"Breathe through," Greythorn commanded, her hands hovering near Francis's temples. "Channels expand. Must endure or remain weak."
Francis sat cross-legged in the High Shaman's tent, sweat pouring down his face ....
2025-12-26 14:00:07 +0000 UTC View PostThe morning brought gray skies and the promise of rain, but the Copper Anchor's common room was warm and filled with the smell of fresh bread and bacon. Arin had spent the night in his usual corner, observing the late arrivals and early risers who moved through the inn, cataloging faces and behaviors the way Kelsa had taught him.
His party...
2025-12-26 14:00:05 +0000 UTC View Post