It was late afternoon when Millicent Thatcher walked into the pub; early enough that the post-work rush had yet to begin. Sallow men lurked in the shadows still, nursing the same pint they had bought when the doors had open – an amber talisman to … Continue reading Barred
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Lunoire – Part 2
Meera threw the headset down onto her bed and threw open the window. The room was too hot again – somehow, there was just never enough ventilation. The noise of the city far below did its best to flood the room, but it was a … Continue reading Lunoire – Part 2
Short Story – Warlocks of Whitehall: The Leamington Spa Werewolf
This incident got a mention in Lore and Order, and I figured it could do with fleshing out a bit. So I did. Hope you like it! -- ‘Go home, Michael.’ She hadn’t actually slammed the door in his face, but she may as well have done. … Continue reading Short Story – Warlocks of Whitehall: The Leamington Spa Werewolf
Spirit of the Law
I did a short story. So there. --- 'God dammit, Robert! Will you just listen to what you're saying? Just fucking think for a minute about what this would actually mean. Have you ever even read a book?' Of course he hadn't read a book, … Continue reading Spirit of the Law
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