Denvy was surprised by Ryojin’s strength as the indigo Kattamont grabbed his arm to help him navigate the press of bodies blocking...

Clive’s bountiful energy had returned. It was as though it had never left. Denvy chuckled, watching the boy tumbling on the large bed beside

The touch had been gentle, sending Denvy drifting back to a time he could barely recall. A hazy place in his mountains of memories stored...

Denvy had not been able to dream since the yoke had been firmly locked around his neck. It had drained him of all dreamathic abilities.

The remains of the happy little camp Jarvis had left earlier that morning was strewn around his feet. His optical analysis came up...

The ground of Utillia was terrifying. Even the islands moved constantly to an offbeat that made Ki’b uneasy.

Jarvis was sure he was back in the box that had imprisoned him. The Human part of him was frightened...

Denvy breathed heavily through his aching air-gills. His body was decaying faster than he had anticipated. The trip over the Ovin-tu...

I'm either going to be called super dedicated to one story or really crazy because I write myself into a loop trying to finish an epic quest

The sword hissed by Tyrin’s ear. With a twist he glided past the swing, allowing his bare foot-paws to carry him...

Light glossed over a round bed and the tiny curled up figure therein.