In most areas of magic, I am generally considered to be a very weak wizard…but in one area I am almost peerless. In my specialty area of magic, I am generally considered to be one of the most powerful wizards in the United States. I am woefully unprepared to hurl bolts of lightning around or transform dogs into cats, but when it comes to sensing potentials in people, places and things…I am generally very capable. Because of this talent, I have been highly successful in training some of the most well known magic users in the world.

...When a load of concrete is delivered the recipient does not know it is laced with weird mutagens, mutagens that will have a severe effect on him and his neigbours...

Light filtered in through the expensive curtain to hit me in the face. ‘Why is it that I’m always being woken up by some kind of annoyance,’ I wondered. I sat up and looked around the hotel room. My head hurt and my mouth felt like it was full of cotton. I wondered how much I’d drank last night, it was all a blur. I got up and padded softly to the window and pushed back the curtain.

I pushed through the door and started moving up the stairs. The building had been segregated into what looked like two apartments per floor. I made it up to the landing on the second floor when a blonde, shorter and a little chunkier than me rushed out of an apartment.

“Kris! It’s so good to see you.”

I had to drop my bags to return her hug. Based on her enthusiasm she must really be happy to see Kristina.

‘Late lunch or early dinner?’ I wondered as I dug into a veggie wrap. “At least I can still eat fries. What I wouldn’t give for a nice steak right now.”

I glanced at Kristina’s phone for the tenth time. I still didn’t have anything from Kristina. I felt very exposed at the moment. I didn’t have any proof that the Syndicate had the expertize to track me using technology, but I hated taking the risk.

The sound of my alarm going off pulled me from the dark pit I’d been in. I rolled onto my back and the shifting weight on my chest made me realize that it all wasn’t just a bad dream. The last two days had really happened. I slowly pushed myself up and groaned.

“Oh, man, am I sore.”

After surviving an unexpected and brutal encounter with a monster, a young man is drawn into the world of the Val Kyr.

James Frost, returning from a business trip to Ireland, meets a young woman with a terrifying secret when their paths collide in dramatic fashion. She's accosted by a hooligan and James, never one to stand around when a beautiful girl is in need, steps in. Now stuck in her body James is quickly caught up in a whirlwind of magic, sex, and the ongoing struggle between two secret organizations. Will he get his body back or be forced to live the rest of his life as Kristina?

Author Note: This story is complete, I plan to post a chapter per day until all 17 chapters are posted.

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After surviving an unexpected and brutal encounter with a monster, a young man is drawn into the world of the Val Kyr.

Bikini Beach: Organlegger
By Ellie Dauber (c) 2007

Somebody once said that no good deed goes unpunished. Somebody else said that joy divided is joy multiplied.

Grandmother and Anna discover how changing an old man' s life creates wild magic that saves the lives of four others.

Bikini Beach: Organlegger
By Ellie Dauber (c) 2007

An explanation of the title follows the story.

September 14, 2003

Fiona unpacks her purchases before heading oft for supper in Crystal hall. There, she makes new friends, an enemy and chooses a code name. Later, she has a first magic lesson from Selene and gets in trouble, (again.)

After surviving an unexpected and brutal encounter with a monster, a young man is drawn into the world of the Val Kyr.

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We get to work doing what we can and that’s not much really in truth and we’re getting tenser and tenser as dawn becomes daylight and I keep using my powers to cast out and to try and feel for Hawk or the goblins and I finally feel her and then the wagon and then I feel others with her…No…they’re not Goblins with Wargs they’re moving too wrong?

I push on with it until it’s goes into that greywashed state and my sight seems to rush out towards them and I see Jessa on the wagon and she has a nearly a score of people in armor and weapons and horses and…I see…feel lances.

I sit down with actually being relieved when I feel them and the other’s look at me and I’m smiling. “She’s okay, it’s her.”

They look relieved too and more so when we hear a brass horn being sounded to ware the camp.

A powerful pre-cog and avatar manifests as a mutant and foresees the return of the Great old Ones. This is the start of an adventure which leads him to Whateley Academy.

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The secret history of all those Chinese babies Americans have been adopting.

To the Mana Born:  The Commodity

By Christopher Leeson
 
Revised 12-19-14

Author's note: This story takes place in the same universe as my earlier tale, The Dark of the Moon. The mystic forces that were at work behind the scenes in that story were kept veiled from the reader. In this entry, much of what happened to Darrell and Loren can be placed in context. But this is not a new Darrell and Loren story; it explores the universe from the perspective of other characters. Many TG stories before this have featured wicked stepmothers, but few of them have focused specifically upon the stepmother character, exploring her dilemma and explaining why she does what she does. But though Elisa Ardens is not necessarily typical of every wicked stepmother, we hope that her story is a good one, and that it shall both interest and entertain.

This story has appeared elsewhere, but it has undergone significant editing and polishing for this BC posting.
 
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