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I have returned

After a long (and kinda exhausting) holiday season, I'm back and ready to return to writing. Also, after all the spending and so on that always accompanies this time of year, it really hit me how expensive everything got. The world-wide economy is...

A short break

Hey everyone

I have a few weeks off work around this time of year, and I want to take the opportunity to just chill for a bit.

It won't necessarily be the whole of december, I might put out a few more chapters this month, but otherwise...

Instead of Arya, I prefer her mom (Chapter 45)

When the mage died, the giant abruptly lifted Cedric by his collar before setting his feet on the floor. The man’s dark eyes lingered on him, but then he suddenly turned and walked away.

What was happening? Weren’t they fighting a second...

Discord

Old links don't work for some reason, though I set it to never expire. Here's the new one.

https://discord.gg/ChqdFXZB

Sometimes clicking it doesn't work. In discord, ...

Instead of Arya, I prefer her mom (Chapter 44)

Saphira perched on a sheer cliff, overlooking the ocean. Ruffling her wings anxiously, she considered her present situation. Eragon was missing.

According to Brom, her rider asked for a day’s break from his training and studies. Brom agree...

Quality control

Hello guys.

I would like to mention something about the patreon chapters which... kinda sucks, but there isn't much I can really do about it. They can be a little rough, I do revise them but it's difficult to anticipate what people may or ma...

Instead of Arya, I prefer her mom (Chapter 43)

Cedric took stock of his enemy. There were seven of them, two per tunnel while a third hung back. He was most careful of the latter, suspecting them to be a mage.

He was prepared for a mental battle, but it didn’t happen. Instead, the mage...

Instead of Arya, I prefer her mom (Chapter 42)

The assassin gave the body one last look before leaving. However, something strange suddenly happened.

The corpse’s red hair started fading, dulling in color to a plain brown. Its skin and the side of its face changed, the features shiftin...

Instead of Arya, I prefer her mom (Chapter 41)

“Blast it, this was a lot easier when I was sober.”

Almost stumbling over a stone, Bertram kicked it with the sole of his shoe, sending it clattering over the cobblestones.

Anne giggled, her own cheeks slightly red, though the late...

Yamcha story (CH2)

If he didn’t have such a unique name, Yamcha may not have thought much about his reincarnation. That is to say, being reborn out in the boonies didn’t give him much of a clue of where he found himself.

However, even before confi...

Returning to Eragon

I'll be publishing a chapter of my dragon ball story later today, but after that I'll focus on my Eragon one. I wanted the former to be a palate cleanser for me, but I write too slowly to do both. I doubt most of you would've cared that much about...

Instead of Arya, I prefer her mom (Chapter 40)

It was a while before the atmosphere lost its tension. Fortunately, alcohol was involved, which helped the process tremendously. Bertram was no slouch, knocking back one glass after another, while Cedric took a more moderate approach. He certainly...

Dragon Ball Fanfic Yamcha Insert

A dry wind buffeted the flaps of a small tent, pitched under a large rock formation. It stood in the shade, protected from the desert’s scorching rays. Inside, a boy, appearing around thirteen years old, lay on his back with his eyes closed. He ...

Instead of Arya, I prefer her mom (Chapter 39)

Given the Cornwallis family’s eminence among Teirm’s upper-class, Cedric knew them despite his short stay. As luck or perhaps fate would have it, they were among his ‘victims’. Making use of the pirates while they lived, he helped himself ...

Instead of Arya, I prefer her mom (Chapter 38)

The torture was merciless and unrelenting. Suffisticuts screamed and cried, babbling incomprehensibly. His mind was on the edge of sanity. When his consciousness slipped, drifting toward oblivion, the most intense agony pulled him from the brink.<...

Instead of Arya, I prefer her mom (Chapter 37)

On a dirt road between Teirm and Woadark lake, a pair of oxen pulled a cart, driven by a tall, thin man, wearing a roughshod coat and a wide straw-hat. His hands gripped the reins loosely, hunched over and head hanging low. Behind him, a stack of ...

Instead of Arya, I prefer her mom (Chapter 36)

Suffisticuts stood behind his master like an ice-sculpture, watching him work.

They were in a dim, underground room, lit by a pale, red light, hovering near the ceiling. Around them, wooden tables, shelves and cabinets were stacked, taken fr...

Spoiling the Murtagh book...

...don't read if you don't want to be spoiled.

Anyway, so what happens is we have this ancient witch, Bachel, that uses wild magic. She is a half elf belonging to an ancient cult. Her elf mom used to lead the cult but was killed by her becau...

Read the new Inheritance Cycle book, 'Murtagh', and...

Geez. I really don't know what to say. I really don't. It was... pretty bad. I honestly can't imagine how Paolini took this long to write it. Like, 10, 20 years? How? Not only has his skills not improved, it's actually *worse* than any of the Erag...

Instead of Arya, I prefer her mom (Chapter 35)

When Cedric opened his eyes, the dragon was already awake. Meeting one large, azure orb, embarrassment suddenly rushed in. He recalled the events of last night—how fearful he was.

‘You snore rather loudly.’

Saphira bared her teet...

Instead of Arya, I prefer her mom (Chapter 34)

Cedric’s face scrunched up. The idea of leaving just after arriving didn’t sit well with him. It was a twenty mile walk here and back!

Neither did he like acting the thief, but confronting Eragon was too troublesome. Questions would abou...

Instead of Arya, I prefer her mom (Chapter 33)

‘…what is this?’

Saphira communicated a mix of confusion and fascination, analyzing the half-dragon female. To her, it was beyond foreign, something she never could’ve imagined.

Cedric found her reaction amusing, though he wasn...

Pls

Join my discord.

(I figured it out. You have to click the '+' inside discord itself under servers, click join server and then paste the code. For some reason just clicking the hyperlink doesn't work.)

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Instead of Arya, I prefer her mom (Chapter 32)

In a barren room, Cedric sat at a desk. Above his head, a magical light floated, glowing dimly orange. It was similar to a tongue of flame, but possessing no heat. Experimenting with the word ‘garjzla’ - meaning light - he created a s...

Instead of Arya, I prefer her mom (Chapter 31)

Cedric finished inspecting the gems, his gaze returning to Silver. The pirate captain fascinated him.

“You’re not unfamiliar with magic.”

It wasn’t much of a guess—his attitude gave it away, though Cedric doubted he hid the t...

Instead of Arya, I prefer her mom (Chapter 30)

The dreams didn’t stop.

Night after night, the dark-haired woman continued haunting Eragon’s mind. Her jailed environment remained unchanged, but he got the sense her condition worsened.

If he hadn’t shared the information with B...

Instead of Arya, I prefer her mom (Chapter 29)

A scrawny man, sitting at the nearest table, suddenly chuckled. His appearance was unsettling, possessing a head covered entirely in greasy hair. His skin seemed artificially taut, drawn starkly over his bones. One eye was milky white – clearly ...

I did it again

Hey guys. I decided to lower the price a bit more, from $5 to $3. You guys might wonder why I would even bother, $2 isn't likely to mean much to most people I'm sure. However, $3, converted to my currency, is basically what you'd pay for a hamburg...

Instead of Arya, I prefer her mom (Chapter 28)

They weren’t able to find Cedric.

It was only hours after dark that Brom relented, not giving up, but being forced to admit the search was useless. The young mage didn’t want to be found—that much was obvious.

With no recourse, t...

Instead of Arya, I prefer her mom (Chapter 27)

Inside a rug-laden room, three people sat comfortably on stuffed chairs. Around them, bookshelves hugged the walls, filled with leather-bound tomes. A fireplace, piled with wood, was at the other end.

Jeod walked over, lighting it with a tor...