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Today's Document
i don't do bad sauce passes
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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oozey mess
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Sweet Seals For You, Always
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Misplaced Lens Cap
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The Fallen Angel Saga: Fallen: Michael - Kindle edition by McWilliams, Arthur. Download it once and read it on your Kindle device, PC, phones or tablets. Use features like bookmarks, note taking and highlighting while reading The Fallen Angel Saga: Fallen: Michael.
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The Angel and the demon say “pre-order now”
Damnit I should be writing on my novel but FANFICTION:
Freetown is like any other town. It is a small, close-knit group of people united by a cause. No one knows this better than Cobb Vanth. He’s been mayor of this town most of his adult life. He’s never been offworld, and only very rarely gets reckless enough with a speeder to make the town chatter for weeks about it before they move onto the next gossip.
Today is a fairly standard day. He’s back home, and the people, bless them, are acting as though nothing has changed for him, or them. Truth is, everything has changed.
They lost people, good people, he himself almost died. He’s lucky he has such a good town, they went to fight for him, on his behalf, that means the world to his heart, and his mind. He sits at his usual table at the Freetown bar. One of the younger women, Maria, sets a plate in front of him. “Gotta eat, Marshall.” Almost like a mantra these days. Gotta keep going. Gotta move. Gotta smile. Gotta eat.
“Thanks.” He nods at her, he remembers when she was born. That memory stings, because now, damnit, he feels old. He’s hitting the front side of fifty in just a few cycles, that scares him more than the food at the bar does.
He looks down, at the faded plate holding his dinner. The plate has a meat, some sort of grassy salad imported from somewhere that’s probably not this dust ball, and a roll. He sighs and picks up his fork. That makes him look down at the dark mechanical hand he’s got. He’s right handed, and sometimes he doesn’t even think about what he’s doing until he remembers that his hand, arm, and most of his shoulder are in fact, gone.
“Show us your arm!” a boy in the corner says.
“Bale, no.” His mother hushes him up. “Sorry, Marshall.”
“No, it’s fine.” he looks at his plate and decides he can’t eat, and pushes it away. The fork he drops closer to the table. He’ll get better use of fine motor skill later, or so they told him. He turns and smiles at the boy and waves his hand, his right hand, that is no longer his hand but a mechanical mod, one he didn’t ask for, but that saved his life.
“That’s so cool!” The boy says and smiles.
“Kinda is.” Cobb pushes up off his knees and stands up. He drops some coin, more than needed, on the table for the food he can’t bring himself to eat, and then tips his head. “Excuse me, business.” he wanders out of the bar, making sure to act like he knows where he’s going. Even if he has no idea where he needs to go. This must be what drifting feels like.
Standing there on the wood decking, he leans on the building and sighs, looking down at the grey arm staring back at him. It’s a mod of an old K2 unit. He sighs and flexes the fingers, and while it feels a little too big for his body, the modder made sure to slim down the palm, but extra lanky fingers, that’s just something he’s got to live with unless he wants a different mod put on, but that costs money. Credits he just doesn’t have.
The mod extends up into his shoulder, across his front color bone, and into his shoulder blade. He doesn’t know how they did it, that modder, he barely can remember the man’s face, hair. He remembers green, a thread of yellow, or something like that, but his memory is very unstable. Boba told him the tank might do that. Boba said a lot of things might happen….
I have no idea what this is-
Because I woke up to this!!! Thank you mama mouse!!
Hey, I'm trying to write my first novel. How in the world do I finish it? I'm trying the whole "write the ending first and work from there" but I'm pretty sure that it's not working. What do I do?
Start at the beginning, and head towards an ending, and wherever you end up, make it look on your next draft as if that was where you meant to go all along.
This is exactly what I did with my novel!!! <3
Angel stickers!!!!!
Kylo Ren: Control yourself. A lightsaber? Interesting.
Stormtrooper who's about to get promoted: If there's one Jedi left, it's not you
Star Wars: The Last Jedi
GOT WASTED
Shots fired from a stormtrooper.
Shots fired from a stormtrooper......that hit their mark.
“Don’t get yourself killed, alright?” Pre-Collector Base? Maybe? Apparently my other Zaeed/Shepard posts got notes, so here is me once again throwing imaginary Zaeed romance material on your dash.
Um.... yes. @threewhiskeylunch
I’ve had to slightly change in the cover, and title. We are full steam ahead and are finishing phase three and final edits and formatting. we can’t wait for everyone to read it!
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It’ll be available some time TONIGHT! (it’s midnight here and it still say pre-order so I hope you can have a copy in your hands in under 10 hours)
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It’s uploaded! It’ll be out on Sunday! Yes!!!!
Using this magic hour light to remind you that @pbs deserves our financial support. (at Los Angeles, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/CK-JVsHDZvF/?igshid=ik97dxhljea7
I’ve had to slightly change in the cover, and title. We are full steam ahead and are finishing phase three and final edits and formatting. we can’t wait for everyone to read it!
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Synopsis:
Heaven and Hell are going dark. The souls that keep the lights on for the occult are cut off. There are more pressing matters, an archangel has fallen, the Commander of Heaven is in love, and there is something far more sinister plaguing both realms. Death isn’t going to help the two sides sort out their differences this time. No one can be certain if bringing individuals together won’t surely tear the two sides apart. Leviathan is a Prince in Hell, and the one thing he loves the most is joining him, downstairs. Will her fall complete him? Or will he be left with more questions than answers? Michael is the commander of heaven, but he’s been sneaking off to earth to meet with someone he cares for. He can’t keep away from them. God has given him directions, but he’s in a holding pattern until he can do anything more. Will his heart overrule his head? Has he already fallen too far? Gabriel is ready for a full-on war with Hell. He’s massing an army, and he doesn’t want to stand down. He will find anything he can to get Michael out of Command so he can take control, and he is going to make his message VERY clear. Beelzebub is the Crown prince of Hell, ruling in Lucifer’s stead. He’s got too much on his plate and not enough cigarettes for his damned soul.
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I’ve had to slightly change in the cover, and title. We are full steam ahead and are finishing phase three and final edits and formatting. we can’t wait for everyone to read it!
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Coming soon to Kindle: Fallen Angel Saga Part 1. Fallen: Raphael.
Heaven and Hell are experiencing strange power outages. The demon Prince Leviathan doesn't have time deal with the problems of Hell right now. Leviathan is being drawn by a burning, a new member of his own legion has landed in hell. Someone, an angel, has fallen from Grace. He knows who, and he knows exactly why. Can Leviathan fight for what he loves? Can the mysterious power outages that are plaguing both Heaven and Hell be stopped?
You can pre-order this book: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08MCCFWV6/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=fallen+raphael&qid=1604157271&s=digital-text&sr=1-1
