Tag: Chronicles of the Twelve Realms
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Calling Social Media and Blogging Book Lovers
A little backstory Life is strange. It’s been almost ten years since I started writing my series Chronicles of the Twelve Realms. Some days I wonder if I’ll ever finish the next book in it, but as I reflect back on all that has happened in the last ten years, I’m able to accept the…
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A Twelve Realms Prequel: Ch 13
If you missed any from before, here is a list of links to previous chapters: One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Eleven Twelve Chapter Thirteen Hairsbreadth Escape Kendric’s arms wrapped tight around her waist, and Ismene screamed into the gag on her mouth. This could not be happening. It could not.…
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A Twelve Realms Prequel: Ch 12
If you missed any from before, here is a list of links to previous chapters: One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Eleven Chapter Twelve Free Her The long rugs of the halls of the castle silenced their feet as Ismene marched behind Lady Grentich and her niece. The emptiness grew eerie.…
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A Twelve Realms Prequel: Chapter 10
Click the numbers if you missed any of the first nine chapters: One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Chapter Ten Fortnight “Come, Highness,” Lady Grace said with a glint of mischief in her eye. Grace’s long, slender fingers wrapped around Ismene’s wrist and pulled her toward the dark alley. An unwelcome rush…
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A Twelve Realms Prequel: Chapter 8
Click the numbers if you missed any of the first seven chapters: One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Chapter Eight Cursed Celebrations Othniel squeezed the back of his neck and let loose a low growl of frustration. He didn’t like how he’d behaved upon first seeing Ismene with Kendric. Damn that man for knowing…
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A Twelve Realms Prequel: Ch 4
Click the numbers if you missed the first three chapters: One Two Three Chapter Four Surprising & Disconcerting Circumstances Othniel stood in front of his dressing mirror and rubbed his chin, feeling the tiny prickles of new beard growth. Should I shave again? “What does it matter?” Alone, he collapsed into a chair by the…
Rachael Ritchey 