CH 12 - Anyone Can Cast Fireball
Meike plays with fire.
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CH 23 — Eisbaer
“I can’t believe Vallens is missing out on this!” Eisbaer was worried about the rain at first, but the shield extended a good distance over the lake, stopping near the center. There was even a dock with several boats: a simple rowboat, a pair of paddle boats for lovers,
CH 22 — Vallens
“Fuck fuck fuck,” Vallens yelled at nothing in particular. Ve were drenched to the bone, and could barely see inches beyond ver own nose. “Motherfuck—” The cruel wind whipped pellets of water into ver open mouth, lacerating ver cheeks and tongue. Ve spat out blood, and spotted a few pixels
CH 21 — Saffron
Saffron awoke not to the sound of terrified cries or clashing blades, but to the pleasant crackling of a low fire. And then there was the smell! Baked fish and eggs on fragrant leaves. It hadn’t handpicked these for vem, but recognized the smell from its day among the
Retiring Some of My Backlog
This is a decision I made after very careful consideration, but I will be delisting several romance books. Fluid Bonding is an exception because it was my debut and I've still got a fondness for it. But all of St. Acton and maybe Never Too Much. St. Acton