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All the World Is Fog
I’m the last to step forward. Warm mud squelches beneath my worn boots, swallowing damp laces and flaking leather. The wall of churning cloud before me envelops the washed-out landscape in white and gray. I’ve done it. Ventured closer to the storm’s curving front than I ever imagined. Wind licks away my tears as I will myself forward. The others are ten yards ahead and still one-upping each other to creep forward. Their outlines are whisper-thin shades of gray. Most are older than me, barely.
Keynan Masters and the Peerless Magic Crew
(69) ? Book Rating The rating is calculated as an average between First Impressions and Reviews. Print copy Keynan Masters doesn't know the truth about Peerless Academy. He thinks it's just a fancy art school that can’t teach him anything he doesn’t already know (how to write fire poems) and won’t solve his problems (the massive storms that threaten his home and family). But Peerless is not what it seems… Secret passageways. Unexplainable portals. Mysterious disappearances.
Keynan Masters and the Peerless Magic Crew
Keynan Masters doesn't know the truth about Peerless Academy. He thinks it's just a fancy art school that can’t teach him anything he doesn’t already know (how to write fire poems) and won’t solve his problems (the massive storms that threaten his home and family).
Keynan Masters and the Peerless Magic Crew
"Impossible to predict... Your new obsession." —Mark Oshiro, co-author of #1 New York Times bestseller The Sun and the Star This new middle grade fantasy series follows Keynan's quest to unlock his freestyling magic and unravel the secrets of Peerless Academy. Keynan Masters doesn't know the truth about Peerless Academy.
Keynan Masters and the Peerless Magic Crew|Hardcover
Keynan Masters doesn’t know the truth about Peerless Academy. He thinks it’s just a fancy art school that can’t teach him anything he doesn’t already know (how to write fire poems) and won’t solve his problems (the massive storms that threaten his home and family). But Peerless is not what it seems… Secret passageways. Unexplainable portals. Mysterious disappearances.
Our Love Against Us
The rideshare slowed to a stop early. Nim glanced up from his phone. “This ain’t it. There’s no tower.” “No road, neither.” Nim clambered out of the back seat. The door locked behind him. The trunk popped. He looped his backpack on, grabbed his sweet potato pie, then released the pending crypto payment in his phone’s app. On every side, burned out or collapsed structures cradled an old retail corridor.
Papa Legba Has Entered the Chat
About Books Shop Support Submissions menu Another child stolen from us, and you allowed it. No matter that you drove straight home once you finally heard, up past the border, only stopping for gas in Tucson, ignoring your granny’s texts the whole way. No matter that you stand here now at the crossroads of the murder, pacing in the moonlight, churning over forensics and the coroner’s report. The protests have run their course. The ink has dried on the forms for administrative leave — paid, naturally.
Escape Pod 810: The First Doom (Part 1 of 3)
Escape Pod 810: The First Doom (Part 1 of 3) November 11, 2021 [ 6934 words ] Author : DaVaun Sanders Narrator : Laurice White Host : Mur Lafferty Audio Producer : Summer Brooks Discuss on Forums This story first appeared in the Dark Universe anthology (November 2015) Contains violence and harsh language Podcast: Play in new window | Download (Duration: 1:02:15 — 86.0MB) Subscribe: Apple Podcasts | Google Podcasts | Spotify | Pandora | iHeartRadio | Stitcher | Podchaser | RSS The First Doom...
Escape Pod 811: The First Doom (Part 2 of 3)
Escape Pod 811: The First Doom (Part 2 of 3) November 18, 2021 [ 7650 words ] Author : DaVaun Sanders Narrator : Laurice White Host : Mur Lafferty Audio Producer : Summer Brooks Discuss on Forums This story first appeared in the Dark Universe anthology (November 2015) Warning for violence and gore Podcast: Play in new window | Download (Duration: 1:05:32 — 90.5MB) Subscribe: Apple Podcasts | Google Podcasts | Spotify | Pandora | iHeartRadio | Stitcher | Podchaser | RSS The First Doom (Part 2)...
Escape Pod 812: The First Doom (Part 3 of 3)
The First Doom (Part 3) by DaVaun Sanders The Dubious’s bay doors didn’t budge as the hopper drew close. Kyria began to sweat as a console flickered on to show Zele’s scowl and Remiliat’s intense stare. Kyria preempted them. “Everyone’s dead, except me and Paki,” she said. “Some sort of biological countermeasures. Paki’s still reeling from it, or he’d tell you himself.” “A biological contaminant? That would mean—” Remiliat’s eyebrows climbed her forehead. “Replay the events exactly!” “We’re not sick.
PodCastle 504: Words Never Lost
[ 6192 words ] Author : DaVaun Sanders Narrator : Dominick Rabrun Host : Summer Fletcher Audio Producer : Pria Wood Discuss on Forums PodCastle 504: Words Never Lost is a PodCastle original. Podcast: Play in new window | Download (Duration: 51:57 — 39.0MB) Subscribe: Apple Podcasts | Spotify | Pandora | RSS by DaVaun Sanders Imala spat on the schoolhouse’s brittle timbers as she passed, slipping behind the Tyre Orphan School’s woeful outbuildings and through the fence.
The Mystical Art of Codeswitching
In honor of Black Speculative Fiction Month, eight SFF authors share stories that honor forebearers and memories of the past, fight the legacies that underpin the brutalities of the present, and demand a future that’s freer than today. The stories publish on Tor.com all throughout the morning of October 19. They are collected here. Omar lounged on his sectional, his face and body lit only by the blue glow of his phone’s screen, and pressed the Home icon in the app.
teatime
In honor of Black Speculative Fiction Month, eight SFF authors share stories that honor forebearers and memories of the past, fight the legacies that underpin the brutalities of the present, and demand a future that’s freer than today. The stories publish on Tor.com all throughout the morning of October 19. They are collected here. “A boy followed me home today. Crawled on his hands and knees. He was bloody and torn by the time I got the key in the lock.
We Come as Gods
In honor of Black Speculative Fiction Month, eight SFF authors share stories that honor forebearers and memories of the past, fight the legacies that underpin the brutalities of the present, and demand a future that’s freer than today. The stories publish on Tor.com all throughout the morning of October 19. They are collected here. First, we come as servants.
Here Sits His Ignominy
In honor of Black Speculative Fiction Month, eight SFF authors share stories that honor forebearers and memories of the past, fight the legacies that underpin the brutalities of the present, and demand a future that’s freer than today. The stories publish on Tor.com all throughout the morning of October 19. They are collected here. To the king across the Blue Sea, in his Hall of Stone.
The Friendship Bench
Breathe FIYAH The Friendship Bench Yvette Lisa Ndlovu In honor of Black Speculative Fiction Month, eight SFF authors share stories that honor forebearers and memories of the past, fight the legacies that underpin the brutalities of the present, and demand a future that’s freer than today. The stories publish on Tor.com all throughout the morning of October 19. They are collected here. The young woman is driven to my Healing Hut by a question. She doesn’t need to ask it.
The Front Line
In honor of Black Speculative Fiction Month, eight SFF authors share stories that honor forebearers and memories of the past, fight the legacies that underpin the brutalities of the present, and demand a future that’s freer than today. The stories publish on Tor.com all throughout the morning of October 19. They are collected here. My ass sticks to the thick, hot plastic seat of a waiting room chair that is unable to accommodate the spread of my hips. The AC groans with effort.
Conjurer’s Rites
In honor of Black Speculative Fiction Month, eight SFF authors share stories that honor forebearers and memories of the past, fight the legacies that underpin the brutalities of the present, and demand a future that’s freer than today. The stories publish on Tor.com all throughout the morning of October 19. They are collected here. I should know how to spell a Graves family gathering by now. “Once . . . th-there was . . .” I pause, chewing my heartbeat.
Sela, Thief
In honor of Black Speculative Fiction Month, eight SFF authors share stories that honor forebearers and memories of the past, fight the legacies that underpin the brutalities of the present, and demand a future that’s freer than today. The stories publish on Tor.com all throughout the morning of October 19. They are collected here. Sela held her power tight, cranked up her headset, and sauntered into the corner market. She needed fixins for a relaxing night in her new apartment.
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