An Ode to 'Bike', the first 10 years

I’d rather be Riding my bicycle
My bicycle made for two
With bells and rings and things on
But a trusty read that always delivers
What it says on the tin

Through thick and thin
Wet and Dry
Another episode comes along
And then two or three more just like busses
But it always delivers
What it says on the tin

Angharad you are a trooper
Sooper dooper
And that is a fact
But the tales go on
And it always delivers
What it says on the tin

Dear readers of the Gun Princess Royale series,
I'd like to present the new and improved Introduction to Book Three, The Thousand Yard Princess.
This is the version that wasn't written by the seat of my pants while suffering from sleep deprivation and too much Coca Cola.
I hope you find it more to your liking.
Cheers!

There is a marked difference between the other girls and I.

Typical me, always getting into arguments.

My name is Kaleb. I'm a senior in high school. This is the story about the time I took things too far.

I am on the basketball team at my high school. Recently, we had lost a game because of miscommunication. This was largely because of the cheerleaders. They were at fault because we couldn't hear over them. I chose to bring this up to Courtney, the head cheerleader.

"It wasn't our fault." She claimed.

"Yes it was. We couldn't hear each other over your stupid cheers," I rebutted.

I stir myself awake, and look around for a clock. They pulled the chip with my watch in it, so there are no little numbers on my wrist. I check anyway, like I’ve been doing for months.

There’s one on a table. I’ve been asleep for almost ten hours. Good for you, Eleven. A third of the day, just like they recommend. I sleep too much on the ship.

I lounge in the sheets for awhile. They’re very good quality. I think this is because this bed used to belong downstairs, and who wants to stay in a whorehouse with cheap sheets?

The Assistant

Chapter 1
A young assistant that is having a bad day working at a clothing store has an odd encounter with a strange boy that doesnt end well.

=====Meet Your Fate!=====

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Logging has started. The god Mitra, of whom Keltraya worshiped, materialized upon this mortal world on the docks where we brought up into port. He put the dock-master to shame for his cheating ways and scheming for more money. Mitra inspired fear and forced the truth of what he had done out in front of everyone on the docks at that moment. What wasn't well known, was that as Mitra appeared, a certain party member, a white dragon of half human heritage, slipped unnoticed over the other side of the sloop and disappeared within the crowd.

“I went off to do the proper thing a dragon should do when they fail to keep a word promise,” Valeria mused as she rubbed the soapy water over her bare chest and shoulders, “I had gone to purchase a new set of clothing and to take a bath. At the time, I was thinking of offing myself on the bed in a fresh new set of clothes to give myself at least a proper send off. What actually happened, was that I had altered my plan upon touching the soothing hot water in the tub. It felt absolutely divine. I realized that I could leave faster if I used my claws to slit my wrists. To have it over with as fast and painless as possible.”

When 15 year old Byron and his family go to visit Aunt Dora during spring break, they soon find themselves under an unexpected attack. In the aftermath, Byron's body and life change in ways that he never could have expected, or imagined.

Chapter Description: Chapter Sixteen: There is a mystery within the Senate Building. Those working within the building. Technicians, security officials, and even politicians, have began to become sick. And no one knows why. To keep this situation quiet, and in house, Chancellor Palpatine calls on Thor to investigate what is going. But, the clues may lead Thor down a dark path with potentially tragic consequences.

The sunshine woke me up. I was deep asleep because I stayed up late last night. The window must have been a little bit open because I could
feel a light breeze gently caressing my face. I yawned and stretched a bit, feeling happy and in a good mood.

“Princess Olivia!” I heard a familiar voice yell behind my closed bedroom door.

“What is it, Nadine?” I asked still feeling a bit sleepy.

“Your next appointment will happen soon. You must get ready. Can I help you?”