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Tempest Revealed

“The sea is emotion incarnate. It loves, hates, and weeps. It defies allattempts to capture it with words and rejects all shackles. No matterwhat you say about it, there is always that which you can’t...

The Blood Mirror

Like a house slave sweeping dirt into a pile, Orholam had heaped together all the earth’s horrors and sin. Whistling a nursery song, he gathered barbarities and cruelties and outrages as Gavin lay on ...

The Blinding Knife

Gavin Guile lay on his back on a narrow skimmer floating in the middle of the sea. It was a tiny craft with low sides. Lying on his back like this, he’d once almost believed he was one with the sea. N...

The Blade of Shattered Hope

Bryan Cannon looked at the catfish—its bone-like whiskers, its slimy skin, its dark, unblinking eyes—and he saw death. For the creature, of course, not himself. Dinner would be fine and tasty tonight....

The Black Prism

Kip crawled toward the battlefield in the darkness, the mist pressing down, blotting out sound, scattering starlight. Though the adults shunned it and the children were forbidden to come here, he’d pl...

The Bitter Kingdom

My heels crunch sandy shale as my legs pound a steady rhythm. With every fourth step, I suck a lungful of dry air. My chest burns, my thighs ache, and the little toe of my left foot stings with the ag...

The Ballad of Aramei

I WAKE UP TO an earthy smell rising headily into my nostrils, and the cool, prickly feel of grass blades cushioning my nak*d body. At first, I think I’m dreaming, but as my heavy eyelids slowly break ...

Vampires, Scones, and Edmund Herondale

LONDON, 1857 Ever since the unfortunate events of the French Revolution, Magnus had nursed a slight prejudice against vampires. The undead were always killing one's servants and endangering one's pet ...

The Treasured One

It was a time of uncertainty in the nest of the Vlagh, for no word of success had yet reached the nest from the warrior-servants which had followed the burrows below the face of the ground toward the ...

The Younger Gods

Those of us who devote our lives to the care of Mother were greatly concerned by her rage after the disaster of "blue fire" which had consumed so many of her warrior children. It is the duty of the wa...

Sirensong

I hate politics. Too bad my father is a big-deal Fae politician, hoping to get bigger. Also too bad that I’d run away from home to escape my alcoholic mother and live with my father in hopes of a more...

Sir Thursday

THE WESTERNMOST EXTENT of the Great Maze ended in a line of mountains. Sixteen thousand feet high, the mountain range merged into the ceiling of the House, and there was no valley or gap or crevasse t...

Silver Shadows

This was nothing new, as I’d been waking to darkness for the last . . . well, I didn’t know how many days. It could’ve been weeks or even months. I’d lost track of time in this small, cold cell, with ...

Neverfall

Everybody knows who the first queen of the Underworld was. Persephone. Human mythology books begin and end with her.But the truth is, Persephone was merely the first of many queens of the Everneath. T...

Neferet's Curse

This is not a diary. I loathe the very thought of compiling my thoughts and actions in a locked book, secreted away as if they were precious jewels.I know my thoughts are not precious jewels.I have be...