A Drink to a World Doomed - Chapter 5
Chapter 5 Ash, the Crazy Stupid Drunk, Part I It was disturbingly too easy for Mandy to lead Ash away from the pitched battle between lycan darklings, a Champion, and a Champion wannabe. The cobble road around his companions was full of bloody lycan corpses. A few moaning and groaning, twitching here and there. The stink so sharp and hot Ash finally sympathized with a fish struggling through a pond of scummy copper. There was enough blood to leave a layer of liquid between the cobble as deep as a regular solid rain shower. But from the thunderstorm called...
A Drink to a World Doomed - Chapter 4
Chapter 4 Snow, the Rebellious Slave With her current master and the dark, tall, and handsome Paladin strolling away like drunks determined to get even more drunk, Snow knew she had little time to spare before the spidora launched their assault from the rooftops. Little time left to change their path. The harsh clicking whispers even more numerous now. Right above her. More echoing in this alley. All full of buggy bloodlust. And even more on other roofs. The screams of humans in the distance becoming even louder. More desperate. Making her shoulders cringe of the thought of their...
A Drink to a World Doomed - Chapter 3
Chapter 3 Ash, the Stupid Drunk, Part II Ash don’t know how long he stared at those evil claws flexing at him. Strange with screams and cries ringing out everywhere of Mandy's fellow lycan kind, and Ash's own actually, getting cut down. The gurgles and moans of dying lycan and humans. The bitter metallic stink getting so thick in the air it was like trying to breath blood and terror. The wet thumps onto the cobble street echoing across the cramped stone houses. All so loud and random no sane person could mistake them from anything but the fall...
A Drink to a World Doomed - Chapter 2
Chapter 2 Snow, the Miserable Slave Hiding her furry butt in an alley definitely saved her hind tonight. Even if this dank crack was scrawnier than a crow in a land of deathless immortals. Tight enough to make it hard for Snow to breath. And this place stank worse than all those chamber pots her former human masters once forced her to use and to scrub clean regularly, scrubbed on and on until the dull brass shined so bright that she almost wanted to keep them as stinky treasures for herself. Almost. The stone houses cramped together everywhere gave...
A Drink to a World Doomed - Chapter 1
Chapter 1 Ash, the Stupid Drunk Smelling the rich bittersweet aroma of spiced ale and mulled wine, the cries and stomps of a crowd still dancing wild hours passed sundown, not to forget the juicy roasts of turkey legs everywhere with minced meat pies handed out for snacks to anyone with enough hands and stomach to spare … As the beloved red-headed nutcase of a bodyguard called Penny loves to tell her darling life-long client Ash: behave and maybe, maybe, a girl or two might fall for you. Maybe. A big maybe. Because in this crowd tapping their hearts...
A Drink to a World Doomed - Prologue
Prologue Captain Denzel Cole, the Sternly Disheartened The chill in the crisp air hung over Captain Denzel Cole like an icicle about to fall. The utter silence unfitting of the rocky mountains, all high enough for snow to cap their tops. Their bare gray slopes full of boulders and cracks big enough to hide two grown men, one standing on the other’s shoulders. More than enough cover for a small platoon of enemies to try to sneak up on the solid, fifty-foot ridge that formed the best natural barricade against an enemy army’s passage across the Storm Mountains. And...