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An Unwanted Child
Hunter stepped into the chapel and immediately knew something was wrong. The trail of blood leading from the dais that should have held Arianna was easy to follow, leading to the sewer like aqueduct a short distance away. When she got closer she found she didn’t need to...
Gods, I haven't posted anything in way too long. Still, hope you enjoy this! The base idea popped into my head and I had to get it down. Also, warning at the top:
I Am Taylor's Painful Revenge
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The sky was a dull grey, threatening sleet. Some new artist had spray...
Tags: Original, Urban Fantasy
Memories
I could taste blood when I woke up. I was laying on something cold and hard that smelled like vomit, and my head was throbbing like someone had taken a bat to it. I just lay there for a while, slowly becoming aware of my surroundings.
It was cold...
Tags: Original, urban fantasy
Foxhunt
Today I sat opposite one Marcus Green. He was a slim black man of medium height and the business casual attire he wore sat well on him. A pair of black rimmed glasses complemented his neatly trimmed facial hair. Overall, he gave the impression of...
Tags: Original, Urban Fantasy
Everyone’s A Critic
As a PI you wind up asking a lot of questions of your clients. What do you want? Why do you want it? When do you need it? When am I getting paid? Those sorts of things. Of course, there are a few less common questions you might ask.
As...
Tags: Original, Urban Fantasy
Frost Bite
I was in the middle of cleaning my gun when the vampire walked in.
The door to my office reads “Jacqueline Frost: Investigator”. I’ve been a private eye for a few years, so it’s not too unusual for people to just walk in.
“Can I help you?” I...
Tags: Worm, vampires, sort of crossover?
Countess
1.3
“It’s three AM. Why are you still awake?”
Armsmaster jerked around with a glare that softened when he saw who had interrupted his Tinkering. “Miss Militia.” He said stiffly. “Any reason you chose not to knock?”
She shot him a look...
Tags: Worm, vampire, sort of crossover?
Countess
1.2
Emily Pigot was not having a good day. To be perfectly fair, she could count of the number of ‘good’ days she’d had in Brockton Bay on a lepers hand and have fingers left over. Still, today was marginally worse than most. It was, after...
Tags: Worm, vampires, sort of crossover?
Countess
1.1
I wasn’t sure how long I sat there, just staring at the stitches keeping my torso closed. Part of me knew I should have been screaming, or crying, or something, but I just stared, trying to process the surreal sight. Eventually I had to...
Tags:Worm, Vampire, sort of crossover?
Countess
1.0
It waited in the space between worlds, studying the myriad minds below it, searching for one it could touch. One it could use. To learn. To refine itself. To become better. Something caught it’s attention, the various senses it used...
Tags: Worm, wibbly wobbly
Brilliant!
Armsmaster and Miss Militia had seen more than a few reactions when someone opened a door and came face to face with them. Starstruck awe, fear, hostility...bad pick up lines, on more than one occasion.
It was rare for someone to open the door and...
Tags: Worm, alchemy
Alchemyst
The silence that descended into the cramped basement was so thick, you could have cut it into slices and sold it at a carnival.
Armsmaster stared at the jar--a knockoff store brand mason jar, purchased in a pack of ten for twelve dollars and thirty two cents...
Tags: Worm, Folklore
Grandmother
Madison grinned to herself as she finished packing her bag. A night with her favorite secret was exactly what she was looking forward to. Blowing up zombie heads and getting buzzed off cheap beer was amazingly cathartic after a week of pretending to be...
Tags: Worm, Folklore
Grandmother
Alex was feeling the itch. The burn and ache that told him he was coming off of whatever poison he’d snorted or smoked or stuck in a vein. The burn that told him he was going to start to remember. He had reasons for living on the streets, for joining up...
Tags: Worm, Folklore
Grandmother
An old woman stared at the girl in the hospital bed, surrounded by beeping, whirring machines. She observed the twitches that assailed the girl, lips pursed with displeasure. “How long?” Her voice was rough as gravel. It well matched the rest of her. A...
Just some short snips and bits. Starting off just porting over what I already have from Spacebattles, and will update with any new snips or short bits as they come up. Expect both original work and fanfiction, and mostly Worm fanfiction, at least to start.
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Synopsis!
Worm:
Grandmother -...