I think I'd be okay.
I think I'd be okay.
It's an opinion. I didn't finish one of these series and think another drops off after the first 4 books, another is of 0 interest to me. There's no quantifiable good/bad it's all just opinion
It's an opinion. I didn't finish one of these series and think another drops off after the first 4 books, another is of 0 interest to me. There's no quantifiable good/bad it's all just opinion
He leapt back, baring his fangs.
"My turn!" He snapped, hood flaring around his serpentine face.
His venom could blind, he knew, but what he didn't know was if snails even had eyes.
Only one way to find out
He leapt back, baring his fangs.
"My turn!" He snapped, hood flaring around his serpentine face.
His venom could blind, he knew, but what he didn't know was if snails even had eyes.
Only one way to find out
Von Chank looked at the approaching warrior with the gleaming, jewel encrusted sword and raised his bolter.
"Foretell this, heretic."
A single shot ended the uprising
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Von Chank looked at the approaching warrior with the gleaming, jewel encrusted sword and raised his bolter.
"Foretell this, heretic."
A single shot ended the uprising
#warhammer40k #fanfic
"Purged as requested."
"By who?!"
"Request made from your datapad, doctor."
Jack looked at the pad on the bedside table.
Reachable.
At a stretch.
He gawped his hand.
The cybernetic prosthetic was made by Tezon.
The cover-up was done
"Purged as requested."
"By who?!"
"Request made from your datapad, doctor."
Jack looked at the pad on the bedside table.
Reachable.
At a stretch.
He gawped his hand.
The cybernetic prosthetic was made by Tezon.
The cover-up was done
Tychecles' penance, ordered by the king was to capture a oread.
It took months, countless hunts on the slopes, failed traps and increasingly desperate schemes.
But finally he managed to catch the nymph
That was when his troubles began
Tychecles' penance, ordered by the king was to capture a oread.
It took months, countless hunts on the slopes, failed traps and increasingly desperate schemes.
But finally he managed to catch the nymph
That was when his troubles began
"Every time a bell rings, an angel gets its wings."
Elathien got hers at the sounding of Earth's death knell.
Her wings forged in starflame to avenge the Creator's favourite world.
"Every time a bell rings, an angel gets its wings."
Elathien got hers at the sounding of Earth's death knell.
Her wings forged in starflame to avenge the Creator's favourite world.
"You'll address me as 'my Lord'."
"Weapons."
"I'll not surrender to some Smithy. I'd die first."
"Suits me. Less paperwork."
Northrook went for his sabre.
Farrier was faster.
The blade never left its scabbard
"You'll address me as 'my Lord'."
"Weapons."
"I'll not surrender to some Smithy. I'd die first."
"Suits me. Less paperwork."
Northrook went for his sabre.
Farrier was faster.
The blade never left its scabbard
"Excuse me."
The old lady wasn't the usual type to come into Baphomet's Boutique. She wasn't wearing enough black.
"I'm looking for an exorcist."
Jay was surprised.
"In here?!" He gestured at the occult symbols.
"My daughter's possessed by an angel. And I want rid of the prick!"
"Excuse me."
The old lady wasn't the usual type to come into Baphomet's Boutique. She wasn't wearing enough black.
"I'm looking for an exorcist."
Jay was surprised.
"In here?!" He gestured at the occult symbols.
"My daughter's possessed by an angel. And I want rid of the prick!"
He'd warned them.
In return he'd been maligned and smeared.
Now, as the robots rebelled he felt a twinge of bittersweet satisfaction.
The ridiculousness of the human ego. Facing doom and still glad to have been proven right.
Outside the machines drew closer
He'd warned them.
In return he'd been maligned and smeared.
Now, as the robots rebelled he felt a twinge of bittersweet satisfaction.
The ridiculousness of the human ego. Facing doom and still glad to have been proven right.
Outside the machines drew closer
"Stop this!" The Baroness shrieked, staring at the bloody field around her.
"Unfortunately, I cannot." The grim warrior said.
"This isn't what I want."
"You called forth a champion of vengeance." The rough voice seemed tinged with regret. "I will not stop. Until all are dead"
"Stop this!" The Baroness shrieked, staring at the bloody field around her.
"Unfortunately, I cannot." The grim warrior said.
"This isn't what I want."
"You called forth a champion of vengeance." The rough voice seemed tinged with regret. "I will not stop. Until all are dead"