Category Archives: Serials

August 5, 1864 The light of early morn bare was beginning to break. A sleepy town still cast in twilight’s gray light lay dead ahead, of four sleek giants who crept ever closer through dark silent waters. Each, literally in … Continue reading →

  Vivian ran out of the room, and I was there waiting for her, on Waffles’s back with Gretchen and Dichall. She stopped when she saw her dog. “Waffles?” I waved to get her attention and activated my veilring. “Vivian! … Continue reading →

“I can’t believe this! Damn that alien! Where in blazing names did he go? What are we to do? Come on, Dick, you’re the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff. Get the Army, the Navy, the Marines, the Air … Continue reading →

A snatch of brilliant blue, a face and its tender gaze peering down at her in a corresponding hue: Charlie’s. Behind his head, the sky stretches into the hills. They’re on a train, holding hands. Peru. Vienna. Wales. It’s gone … Continue reading →

“I said halt!” one of the infantrymen roared. But the little refugee family pressed on. Desperation etched their faces. Clean streaks carved the mother’s face from where her tears had washed away the road dirt covering her features. She held … Continue reading →

Coming out of a blackout (How many was it now?), Margaret looks up to see a shape hovering above her. Squiggly lines jump into focus as she squints, blurry-eyed. A giant nametag? No. She recognises the plaque from the door … Continue reading →

Charlie scribbled on the mental Post-it what he was calling the new nanny: MOL. Setting the bot’s power pack on SELF-CHARGE, he pinched himself, not believing his luck at how quickly the delivery had arrived. As much as he loved … Continue reading →

By the time breakfast was over, neither zephyrni was confident they’d ever fly again. Cheesy eggs and sausage, bacon with fried potatoes, and pancakes stacked high and dripping in a sweet, thick, amber syrup. Mira couldn’t speak for Echo, but … Continue reading →

Magnitrude dozed, and I did, too, nestled in her warm dresses.  We both woke at a knocking on the door. Gombree’s muffled voice came from the other side. “Mistress Magnitrude, I have your foot cream.” “Yes, come in, come in! … Continue reading →

Mira’s eyebrow twitched as she touched down on the edge of Cawold. It was one thing to transport earthbounds every now and then, but this many times. In armor. In one day? She’d be lucky if she could flutter come … Continue reading →

Through Emerson’s eyes I saw Eve Pixiedrowner climb out of Magnitrude’s dresses and up a nearby tapestry. I flew Emerson close to her until I had her attention. She nodded at me. Then I led her to the box on … Continue reading →

President Constantin Antonopoulos paced the floor in the Oval Office. Back and forth he walked; back and forth; talking to himself, then kicking his soccer ball around the floor.  Anything to take his mind off that horrible Snow Monster from … Continue reading →

I followed Waffles and Dichall out of Vivian’s room. I glanced back at the girl. She looked at me, stone-faced. “Just go away.” If our diplomat couldn’t win her over, I certainly wouldn’t, so I said nothing and crept out … Continue reading →

The networks’ satellites and transmissions were suddenly interrupted by the cosmic terror of one Snow Monster from Uranus whose name was Jezi. His power overtook their means of communication. Uranus was a planet that was centuries ahead of Earth in … Continue reading →

          At Paul Revere Hospital, Louie Carillo was in the Intensive Care Unit.  He barely could speak, and he was hooked up to an oxygen machine.  In his semi-conscious state, he envisioned Jezi the Snow Monster, … Continue reading →

Mira and Echo looked up at the sign for Narsis’ Apothecary. It was much the same as the other buildings in Cawold: a wattle and daub structure with a thatched roof. Only the windows sat so low that the window … Continue reading →

Between getting her left hand chopped off and being held captive, it never occurred to Dani Botswana that Ulagi may have moved on from the dark moon by Balthazar where Don Lino had buried Fabiliacci’s black box. Dani had never … Continue reading →

Waffles sped up, with me, Dichall, and Gretchen on his back. I poked my head up over the fur and kept a lookout behind us. One of the humans ran back into the truck and followed in it, while the … Continue reading →

Gretchen, Dichall and I went under Jody Curator’s couch to hide and wait for the humans to arrive with our glasses. I glanced up at the chandelier and saw Jody’s husband, Gavin, perched up there. I waved. He nodded silently … Continue reading →