First off, I'll state that a chapter IS coming for today (Tuesday, Oct 28). Sorry for the delays recently, I know chapters have been all over the place, and Its been frustrating.
Secondly, I'd like to thank all of you who have subscribed, from Adventurers to Field Commanders. Your support literally pays my bills and he...
2025-10-29 03:13:22 +0000 UTC View PostSo, if you've been with me that long, I'm sure some people have noticed that I switched up my writing style a bit for both recent books, Alpha Strike Book 3 and We Lease the Kraken Book 2.
Part of this is the change in editing software, but it was also originally done to try and be more descriptive, broaden my narrativ...
2025-10-24 06:38:37 +0000 UTC View PostOk, I really need your help with this one, guys. This one really kicked my butt.
I tried to give it some flare, but I'm not sure if it turned out to rough or unclear.
What do you think? Does it need more time in the oven?
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2025-10-24 05:21:34 +0000 UTC View PostJonah crouched low on the edge of the roof, the rain-slick tiles cool beneath his palms. Below, the two guards hauled their prize into the misty street, boots splashing through the puddles that caught the pale dawn light. The guards’ voices faded down the alley, swallowed by the drip of rain from the rooftops. Their lantern...
2025-10-22 05:55:20 +0000 UTC View PostThis one went through 3-4 revisions, but my Editing software isn't picking anything up. Maybe I'm being nitpicky, but I feel like it might need another go-over. What do you think? Does it read smoothly? or do I need to redo some parts?
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Rain slicked the rooftops and pooled in the cracks between the tiles.
Fifteen minutes had passed. Long enough for the thunder to roll closer, for the drizzle to turn into a downpour that hammered the western quarter until the streets gleamed like black glass.
The leader crouched at the lip of a roof overlooking th...
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Sunday, October 16th, 2253 — 10:05 AM
The Mystical Menagerie
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The murmur of voices filled the shop like the low hum of a hive — not loud, just constant. Jer...
2025-10-17 05:21:26 +0000 UTC View PostThe boy’s leg was nearly mended when the [Wasp] landed on Dr. Maria’s shoulder. Its weight was barely noticeable, a soft vibration against the fabric of her sleeve, but the faint metallic click of its feet drew her attention all the same.
She didn’t look up from her work. “Steady, now,” she mu...
2025-10-16 04:49:30 +0000 UTC View PostI'm alive.
Just had a really rough weened and been sick.
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Seren disliked tea.
It wasn’t the taste so much as the performance of it—the way people in this part of the city turned it into theater. Porcelain cups, delicate trays, the faint clink ...
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Saturday, October 15th, 2253 — 7:20 AM
The Mystical Menagerie
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The bell above the front door gave a tired little jingle as Jeremiah pushed his way inside, sti...
2025-10-09 03:49:49 +0000 UTC View PostThe sun slanted low through the narrow windows of the new shop, throwing amber bars across the stone floor. Hugo sat with his back to the wall, arms folded, his bulk filling the room with the kind of presence that didn’t need words. Alpha’s [Wasp] rested on the table between them, red optic dimmed to a th...
2025-10-08 00:40:52 +0000 UTC View PostThis chapter is longer than normal.
Though trigger warning; you might cry.
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Friday, October 14th, 2253 — 11:23 AM
The Mystical Menagerie 2025-10-07 04:30:33 +0000 UTC View Post
The holographic display bled out, lines of light folding into themselves until the desk was bare again. Alpha’s [Wasp] clicked its mandibles shut, red optic narrowing as the glow dimmed to a steady ember. The faint hum of its wings filled the silence that followed, the only sound in Yon Stonewall’s office...
2025-10-01 23:58:37 +0000 UTC View PostYon Stonewall’s office carried the muted weight of authority.
The walls were clean-cut stone dressed with pale oak trim, the air faint with the tang of lamp oil and old parchment. A wide desk dominated the room, papers stacked in neat, deliberate piles, their order almost too perfect to be casual. Behind it sat Yon hi...
2025-09-30 21:33:36 +0000 UTC View PostLook what my friend sent me! Billy says Hi everyone!
Thanks Pyoo!
Go give her a follow and show your appreciation too!
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Saturday, October 9th, 2253 – 5:45 am
Jeremiah's Apartment
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The alarm clicked over to 5:45 with a dull thunk, but Jeremiah was already awake. Sleep h...
2025-09-26 01:53:57 +0000 UTC View PostI'm not dead! Just ended up doing a metaphorical table flip.
Realized the direction I was going with something was to messy.
Jeremiah's getting pulled in to many directions at once, and while variety is the spice of life, something to much can be detracting.
With this new direction, I hope the end point for ...
2025-09-24 05:32:58 +0000 UTC View PostJeremiah set his palms on the corners, as Ulrick had shown him, with his fingers splayed across the opposite edges. The cube’s surface felt cool, polished smooth, a little too perfect under his skin. For a long moment, nothing happened. The crystal only sat there on the wobbling table, runes pulsing faintly, as if mocking h...
2025-09-19 07:21:07 +0000 UTC View PostThe morning air outside the temple carried the weight of sleepless nights. Clouds dragged their shadows across the tiled roofs of Halirosa, and the streets below thrummed with the slow rise of another day. The group clustered near the worn steps of the temple’s courtyard, each preparing to go their separate ways.
Garr...
2025-09-18 05:15:43 +0000 UTC View PostJeremiah’s mouth opened, the words balanced on the edge of his tongue. He wanted to say that he already knew.
The contract he had signed with Billy had been clear on the Oceanic affinity, even if he wasn’t quite sure how the system had granted it to him, or what it even meant. It’s not like he had felt some kind o...
2025-09-17 02:39:19 +0000 UTC View Post<< Alpha Log –
6952 SFY — Third Era, 10 standard months since Planetfall. >>
The brass will complain. They always do. I can already hear their voices, the endless committee chatter echoing across the black: “Unauthorized deployment.” “Deviation from proto...
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Saturday, October 8th, 2253 – 1:45 pm
Gjöll Bakery.
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Jeremiah sat hunched forward at the wobbling little table, elbows brac...
2025-09-15 00:33:30 +0000 UTC View PostSo, if you've not noticed the last few weeks have been kind of rough. Been barely able to focus and I have been able to figure out why.
Well, described how I was feeling to a friend, and they say "sounds like you've been sick."
When to the doc, and sure enough, it turns out I've been fighting a mild case of Covi...
2025-09-13 18:50:13 +0000 UTC View PostTo Alpha Strike fans, chapters are coming. Alpha's just giving me a lot of sass right now and i'm trying to polish this up.
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Saturday, October 8th, 2253 – 1:03 pm
The Crossroads, Market Street.
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Jeremiah’s boots scuffed against the cobblestones as...
2025-09-11 03:30:29 +0000 UTC View PostSorry for the delays everyone! Last week was a mess.
But thanks to everyone who voted on the poll! It was rather close, but it really helped me organize where I wanted the story to go from this point!
Enjoy the chapters!
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Friday, October 7th, 2253 – 4:05 pm
The Mystical Menagerie
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The afternoon calm shattered in a rush of voices and the thuddin...
2025-09-09 04:25:06 +0000 UTC View PostSo this next chapter is honestly kicking me in the butt.
Its just not coming out how I want it, and I'm starting to feel the burnout.
A bit part of this is simple. I've wrote myself into a bit of a corner here.
Or rather, maybe a better way of saying it would be a Crossroad (ROFL)
If you've been paying...
2025-09-05 03:14:07 +0000 UTC View PostI screwed up have to redo this chapter, so Itll be posted tomorrow.
2025-09-04 02:28:52 +0000 UTC View PostThe office might have been anywhere. Four walls painted in a shade of beige so generic it seemed designed to discourage memory, a cheap wall clock whose steady tick set the rhythm of the room, a steel-and-composite desk that had all the personality of a filing cabinet. Even the air smelled neutral — a mix of paper, dust, an...
2025-09-02 03:50:58 +0000 UTC View Post
