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Chapter Three: Gatehouse, York, Now Janet couldn't sleep. Her life felt like a joke, her world a game played by a mad god. She had grown up on Earth – OldeWorld – knowing she would never climb out of poverty, never leave the estate … the chance to jump to a whole other world had been...

Chapter Two: Gatehouse, York, Now Helen could have kissed Richard. They weren't friends, not in any real sense, but they'd been forced to work together by circumstance before Richard and Brains had returned to Mystic Albion and Helen had chosen to stay behind, to hunt down the rogue magicians...

Chapter One: London, England, Now. "Where are you, you little monster?" Alec kept his head low as he fled into the garden, all too aware his stepmother was right behind him. The woman had never liked her stepson, to the point she'd openly suggested Alec's father should send him to boarding...

Prologue II: York, England, Now Polly stared at the laptop, trying to understand what was happening – and what, if anything, had gone wrong. Lord Burghley had told her and the rest of the staff to remain behind, in the manor, and wait to hear from the invasion force. Polly had been glad to do...

Prologue I: England, 1536 Anne Boleyn knelt on the cushion, her hands bound behind her back, and waited. There was nothing else to do. She knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that her fate was sealed. She had made a bargain with an entity and the price, she had been told, was that she would not...

Hi, everyone (Jet lag is a killer, but pushing on anyway.) The Many-Angled World is the third and final book in the Mystic Albion trilogy, following The Stranded and The Land of Always Summer. It probably won't make much sense without reading the first two, but the basic idea is that a handful...

I know this is a necro, but I only just found this thread. A lot depends on just how powerful Germany is, between 1940-60. Are we talking about a Germany that has crushed Russia in 1941 and now lays claim to everywhere from Dunkirk to Kamchatka, or a Germany that made peace with Russia in 1944...

It still strikes me as absurd - does anyone actually buy anything off youtube ads? I don't - they just annoy me <grin>. Chris

Cool. Drop me a PM when you're done. This thread is meant to be gone.

That's cool. Can I post it on my FB? If so, what attribution? Chris

Chapter Thirteen John awoke, feeling like death warmed over. The bed felt rough and the blanket smelled as if it hadn’t been cleaned for a week. His clothes itched – he hadn’t bothered to undress when he’d stumbled into bed – and sand fell into the sheets as he sat upright. Joyce, Jayne...

Chapter Twelve The sound behind them seemed to grow louder, despite the distance, as they hurried into the badlands to the rendezvous point. John suspected that was a bad sign. The fighting couldn’t go on forever, even if Jan and his guards really had been torn to pieces. Someone would...

Chapter Eleven John felt his heart begin to race as they neared the hall, his backpack feeling hot and heavy against his skin despite the sheer number of obscurification charms he’d cast on it. It was difficult to be sure it would go unnoticed, even though he was certain he’d outsmarted the...

Comments? Please Chapter Ten “Peace bond all weapons, then place them in the lockers,” the guard droned, as they approached the auction hall. “Peace bond all weapons, then place them in the lockers.” John sighed, cursing under his breath. He didn’t need his focus to cast spells – and there...

Chapter Nine John hadn’t been sure what he’d expected, when he’d first heard about Janstown. A cluster of wooden and stone buildings perhaps, like many of the other settlements across the region, or a handful of ancient dwellings that had been cleansed of wild magic and turned into homes for...

Comments? Chapter Eight They rode out the next morning. The town surprisingly quiet, after the last week, but John kept his eyes open as they trotted through the streets and out into the countryside. Joyce was right – Debone and Janstown were so far apart it was unlikely anyone would realise...

Chapter Seven John wasn’t sure, in all honesty, why he’d bothered to watch as the New Hope wagon train left Debone and rolled into the distance. It was an impressive, if slightly shambolic, procession. He’d heard enough over the last two days to know that Cameron and his team had done a good...

Chapter Six “We could just stay in bed and snuggle,” Scout said. “Couldn’t we?” John grinned at her, although he knew they had to get up. The last few days had been weirdly chaotic, both hectic and relaxed. He’d spent his time testing Jayne and Jane’s magic skills, training with Bard and...

Chapter Five “I hope you had a pleasant lunch,” Joyce said, when they made it back to the inn. “And that you didn’t cause too much trouble.” “I barely touched the fellow,” Ted called, from inside the room. “And besides, he deserved it.” “We had a good lunch,” John said. He strode into the...

Chapter Four John awoke, slowly, to the awareness he was no longer alone. He tensed, despite the complete lack of any sense of threat. The room was still closed, the door was still bolted and the wards were still firmly in place. There was only one person who could have slipped through the...