Writing and Art by Dion Overtoun
Content Warning: mention of sexual assault. She doesn’t know the face of the king of Ithaca; the throne goes to whoever is bold enough to sit in it of a night, drunk and japing, japing and drunk, drunk, drunk. Always drunk. Melantho keeps her head down, and creeps past the raucous men, aching and sore, […]
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The dinner is over, but the night stretches ever onward, and Quincy’s already tenuous self-control with it. Dark gaslamp fantasy/romance series.
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Four gutter bastards enter a fine dining establishment, and Quincy begins to play with fire. Dark gaslamp fantasy/romance series.
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Quincy and Falak regroup after fetching Vhatair; Falak is fine, but Quincy is rubbish, as he expected. Dark gaslamp fantasy/romance.
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Quincy Fountainpool, a troubled young gutter bastard, escorts his best friend Falak to the Pit to fetch a stranger he already despises. Dark gaslamp fantasy/romance.
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With the business of the werewolves (somewhat) put behind him, Gavin puts his focus on newer, more important goals… only to get sucked into yet more Supernatural Nonsense when his new job brings him face to face with inner-city intrigue and mysterious vampires. Why does Cho-rong care if Finley, by all accounts a feral nobody […]
Read MoreCW: body horror, violence, discussion of sexual violence, and egregious misuse/disregard of Lovecraftian canon. To be unseen and see that which is unseen is the Whateley family’s blessing and burden, so Plumeria was quite certain that the slinking presence she sensed outside the camp had not been there for very long. She got a feel […]
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Nobody brought their boats out to Land’s End, not anymore. A long, long time ago, Dot’s family had built a lighthouse on one of the islands there, and a temple to the gods of invention and progress. Nowadays, the lighthouse was derelict, the glass all shattered out and the brazier long cold. The sea had […]
Read MoreAnd so you continue in this world where you are the only moving, changing thing. The sky stretches blue-on-blue, the stormclouds paralyzed the moment before bursting, patches of sky all the more vivid for the contrast. Trees are frozen jerked to one side by the wind, and the cars on the street have been empty […]
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Things at the house were in disarray after Victor’s meltdown. Father made plans to send him on a health retreat to a summer home in Marseilles, Justine and Ernest and William panicked. Henry took it upon himself to visit Victor every day to suss out the cause of his collapse. Everyone asked Lily what had […]
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