SelkieMyth

Chapter 74 - Tiny

Felix’s brain was trying to process everything.

Tiny was, as is tradition, huge. His chin cleared 6 feet, and he had a deceptive layer of fat over what Felix knew had to be huge musc...

Chapter 73 - The Ritual’s Hurdle

“Some people misunderstand Roko. They think he was a body slider, hopping from one body to the next when the current one got bad. They think he left brainless bodies behind, and t...

Countless Joyful Dawns - Chapter ?? - 7: The Underside

Lisa Wilbourn, AKA Tattletale, had a raging migraine.

The bank heist was supposed to be a quick, simple job. Go in, rob the bank, download a few files, grab a couple of documents, and ...

Chapter 72 - Sweet Sacramento

Felix just physically lifted his luggage over his head, and wobbled over the sand back to his gate. He couldn’t have done that before going to Camelot. Several months of exercise ...

Chapter 71 - Home, Sweet Home

In the hall of Alaric Morsin, whose wealth was vast but heart withered, came Maid Rose, whose beauty shone like moonlight on new-forged steel. Fair of face and fey of blood, she stirred the ...

The Saga of Bjorn!

You're getting the last chapter of the Saga on Monday, so here's the entire thing! Think of it as a mini-teaser for tomorrow.

This was compiled by a beta reader, Sputnik. Thank you!!

No...

February Posting Schedule

Hey all!

Short version: I'm taking February off. Patreon's going to be paused, some content will still be posted. Artwork, maybe a chapter or two. Freebies!

December kicked my a...

Chapter 70 - Zombie Attack!

Rose walked the sea’s edge, alone, where the gulls cry and foam dances. The great sea-wards, laid by the wise of Dublin, lay dormant - cracked like old shields and under repair.

From...

Chapter 69 - Nice

Rose, with six others, was bound in chains of bronze and tears. Skorri laughed, his one red eye blazing like a cursed star. They could not breach Dublin’s heart - its rune-stones still sto...

Countless Joyful Dawns - Chapter ?? - 6: Accidental Dragonslaying

One down! A dozen more to go!

I wasn’t planning on ruling the place or trying to take over, so I didn’t really care how dumb the local government was going to be when it came to th...

Chapter 68 - Pop Quizzes and Duels

The longships faded into the mist once more, their bellies fat with plunder and pain. The thralls were herded like cattle into strange lands.

The Saga of Bjorn, Verse 4

...

Chapter 67 - The Running of the Beasts

Bjorn was born in fire and shadow, the son claimed by no man, and yet son of all vengeance. The thrall-woman Rose groaned in a darkened hut, alone save for an old crone and the hiss of the h...

Chapter 66 - The First Ritual

Bjorn, child of chains, knew not his father - some whispered Skorri, others the gods. But his eyes held a storm and his fists closed quick around steel.

He grew with fire in his bones ...

Chapter 65 - Cores and Stravolux

In the rough yards and shadowed corners where the sons of warriors play, Bjorn, wolf-born and mother-tethered, was set upon.

They mocked his face - dark of eye and hair, unlike the fla...

Countless Joyful Dawns - Chapter ?? - 5: Meet and Greet

There were a silly number of groups and gangs in Brockton Bay. Frankly, what was the local government doing? They had their own forces, and should be hammering down all the...

Chapter 64 - Coven Consternation

At twelve winters, when boys are barely men, Bjorn was called by Stigandr the Drowned - black-eyed raider of the western isles.

A thrall’s son? A ghost’s get?

And yet, the dr...

Chapter 63 - Date Night III

AN: I'm really struggling to write recently. Only got three chapters done this week. Don't worry! You're all getting the full 5.

I don't know WHAT'S wrong with me. It's possible that with the...

Chapter 62 - Date Night II

The wind howled like grieving gods as Rose, pale and broken, gave up her breath.

Bjorn knelt beside her, no longer boy but not yet whole man.

She took his hand, called him bj...