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Minor oops: This week's chapters

Hey folks, I made a minor oopsie with my calendar.

I'm literally not going to be at a place I could post chapters from until Friday.

As an apology, I'll post a minimum of 5 chapters o...

Book Drop: Privateer's Commission: Out Now

New book drop!

Randi Darren novel.
Space Pirates.

Should be a lot of fun!

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Privateer's Commission -ch 20-

“She’s fine,” the doctor said, looking up from the terminal.

Ralph had gotten them close enough to a station to put in a call for someone to look over Winnie. It’d been a day since sh...

Privateer's Commission -ch 19-

“Shit-fuck-piss stained-mother fucker,” cursed Winnie as she continued to tap, poke, and swipe at the screen. “Xas, right? You’re my fucking employer? Xas, who the fuck set this up? This is...

Privateer's Commission -ch 18-

“I… see,” Eun murmured, staring at the still sleeping drunk woman. She was laid out on a medical bed.

Handcuffed to it, in fact.

There was dried vomit on her bikini top, though Ma...

Privateer's Commission -ch 17-

“Right in here, Privateer,” commanded the ganger.

“Oh, right, thanks much. Any chance I could get a drink?” Ralph asked, meeting the gang member’s eyes. “Anything would do. If you...

Privateer's Commission - ch 13-

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“I mean… I don’t think I’ve ever had a woman as beautiful as you do...

Privateer's Commission -ch 16-

Ralph watched as the person who had just shot the ganger, turned their pistol around, and shot another one. This time in the chest.

Several more rounds went off rapid fire before a third gang...

Privateer's Commission - ch 15-

Ralph turned and entered the room Hae had indicated.

“Ralph,” came a gruff voice from the corner.

Looking to the speaker, Ralph saw Park sitting in a recliner. His one good hand hel...

Privateer's Commission -ch 14-

Ralph had his hand to his face.

Or more accurately, covering his mouth.

Turlan’s Toll was a ship-of-the-line from another time.

It just didn’t fit in with today’s military e...

Privateer's Commission -ch 12-

Hitting the enter key, Ralph laughed.

Then groaned.

His leg was throbbing where he’d been shot.

Turning to the dead soldiers he bent down. Thinking about being shot had reminded...

Privateer's Commission -ch 11-

Shifting his boots around against the hull, Ralph made sure that the magnetic soles were working. They actively clanked into place and came off with an expected amount of strength.

Nodding hi...

Privateer's Commission - ch 10-

Getting food went well.

Shopping went well.

Even the embassy visit went well.

Marionette’s bounty was wiped, she was turned into cargo, truly put into his roster as crew and pro...

Privateer's Commission -ch 9-

Marionette was gleefully putting away all the new clothes that’d been bought for her. Hanging them up in the remodeled bedroom’s closet made specifically for her.

There’d been a lot of ...

Privateer's Commission -CH 8-

Laughing, Ralph threw his head back.

Full, deep, belly laughs.

“Oh stop it, my dear captain,” Marionette complained and gently bumped her elbow into his side. “It’s not that fun...

Privateer's Commission -ch -7

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Privateer's Commission -ch 6-

Marionette was breathing rather hard. He could tell she was experiencing a deep rush of fight of flight chemicals.

Realistically, he couldn’t see her ever having been in a fight before whic...

Privateer's Commission - Ch 5-

Ralph glanced to the output of his AI as it’s screen flashed.

He reached over and tapped the screen once.

The AI would interpret that as it had his attention.

A readout was prov...

Privateer's Commission -Ch 4-

Quickly as he could, Ralph flipped through the possible locations to pick up food for the trip. Sorting through them one by one as they appeared on his traffic logs.

Additionally he was tryin...

Privateer's Commission -Ch 3-

There was a beep from the console in front of Ralph that caught his attention.

Looking at it he saw it was an active request on his ship for information. Which had likely come from orbit rath...

Privateers Commission -CH 2-

Ralph noted that the clerk had abandoned the cafe at some point as he surveyed the surroundings. Noting the security points and what was going on it really seemed as something had been tripped.

Privateer's Commission (PC) -CH 1-

<<AS A REMINDER. THIS IS NOT FINAL AUDIO. THIS IS JUST SOMETHING THROWN THROUGH AN AUDIO PROCESSOR FOR THE BENEFIT OF THOSE WHO CAN'T READ AT WORK AND THE LIKE.

Don't worry about the w...

Next Books

Morning everyone.

Wild Wastes is off and gone into the sunset.

Next up, we've got:

Privateer's Commission and Save State Hero 2.

You all know what SSH2 is so it needs no...

Cultivating Chaos 5 - A request

Please be sure to read Cultivating Chaos 5 from start to finish, if you don't mind.

Amazon keeps track of people and what they've read.

If you skip right to chapter 35, they will legi...

New Book release! Cultivating Chaos 5

Heyo everyone,

Our current release, as of today, is Cultivating Chaos 5.

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Cultivating Chaos 5 - Ch 27-

The door rolled open completed and stopped, coming to a halt with a thd that shook the ground.

Beyond the entry was an impenatrable darkness. One that reminded Ash of the veil that’d blocke...

Cultivating Chaos 5 -ch 26-

Ash stared down into the crypt entrance.

“I don’t know who the Lord of Graves is. Or was,” Ash murmured. “Nor do I know if whatever is happening here has anything to do with me and my...

Cultivating Chaos 5 -ch 25-

Ash and company had distantly followed a group of Chimpanzees as they loped across the plains in the same direction everyone else had gone.

Given how fast the horses were they’d been forced...

Cultivating Chaos 5 -ch 24-

Ash was once more confused.

The road they’d taken into the territory of the Horse tribe had been empty.

Empty of everyone and everything.

He wasn’t exactly expecting cities, g...

Cultivating Chaos 5 -ch 23-

They were standing on what felt like a floating island.

It only had a space of what felt like half a football field and there were only a few trees on it. There were no bushes, no water, and ...