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Seventy-Seven Saturday

  • 77 Saturday

    Seventy-Seven Saturday: Four Dead Queens

    ‘I’m sorry,’ I said, wringing water from my hair. ‘Mackiel told me to steal from you.’ I shrugged. ‘So I did. It’s nothing personal.” Page 77 Snippet – Four Dead Queens I literally have…

    January 11, 2020
  • 77 Saturday

    Seventy-Seven Saturday: Winterwood

    When Willa was sixteen, she stood on the shore of Jackjaw Lake and wept into the shallow water. Her tears filled the lake until it overflowed – muddying the banks and turning the lake…

    December 21, 2019
  • 77 Saturday

    Seventy-Seven Saturday: Crier’s War

    For the first time, Ayla’s eyes flicked up to meet Crier’s, sending a sensation of shock through her. “It’s my job,” she said sowly, “It’s my job to – to serve the house of…

    November 16, 2019