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Once a serene shoreline, the coast was now in chaos. Angry waves crashed onto the beach with a fierce determination, only to retreat back into the tumultuous ocean. The once-peaceful wooden boardwalks trembled and occasionally splintered under the powerful winds. The heavy rain flooded nearby streets, turning the area into a watery mess. As night fell, the storm continued its ruthless attack, causing even the sturdiest beachfront buildings to quake. The wind howled like a savage creature,...

Author’s Note: This is a webnovel. First 10 chapters are free to all subscribers. After that, you can access the ongoing chapters plus receive access to the digital file at the end of each arc by becoming a paid subscriber. Introduction Everything started the day after a woman and her thugs used me as a punching bag in a dark alley. If you’re thinking that I woke in some medieval-like fantasy world after they got through, you can’t be further from the truth. There are no castles, dungeons,...

Getting outside of the building changed nothing. After I exited through a glass and wood front door, I’m standing in the middle of even more weird shit. The street in front of me is the first thing I see, along with cars and trucks out past the sidewalk. Sounds pretty much normal until you notice that every car and truck is a damn antique. I mean freaking big cars that have really rounded fenders and lots of chrome shining in the sunlight. I walked up to the curb and actually touched the blue...

Chapter 3 Disbelief shot through my brain when I saw the year on the calendar. My thoughts spun around like a washing machine on the last cycle. How in the hell is it 1940? Yeah, I’m not stupid. Even after I saw the cars and putting on the clothes, the reality smacked me hard. Unless you’re totally nuts, you can delude yourself for only a short time. Facing the truth meant more than just getting me back into my world. Now I had to deal with the difference in time. Didn’t Marty screw up the...

Author’s Note: This is a webnovel. Following these10 chapters, each new chapter requires access via the VIP subscription. Receive access to the entire digital file by becoming a paid subscriber. Chapter 6 After leaving the crazy woman’s house, I ended up at a lonely crossing where the road leaving the foothills met a state highway. Don’t ask me what highway because no one had marked it. I guess you didn’t need to know such things back in the day. Anyway, it was dark, but at least the rain had...

You’ll find this story expands upon the original comic story by me. “I’m so thirsty,” the knight mumbled to himself. As he limped along the narrow trail amid the dark forest, the weary man looked ahead. The pines appeared unusual, with their limbs pointed upward over the trail. Majestic and inspiring, with the light of the dying sun peaking through the dull gray sky. It gave him the same sense of holiness he remembered from the cathedral. Wait, what was the name of that holy place? The knight...

A light fog swirled around the legs of the stranger as he approached a silent shadow standing at the end of the pier. Amid the dim glow of the yellow lights overhead, Warren saw a feminine form wearing a dark fur stole draped over her shoulders. Her tight gray dress showed off a long and lean figure as he drank in the pleasant sight. He shook his head while reminding himself to focus. The man was closer to figuring out an escape. She carried the answer to a riddle. He desperately needed to...

God, help me! My lungs burned as I blindly turned down another dark alley. Groaning at the pain in my throat, I put my hand up by my neck and felt the slick wetness. Did they stab me? Immediately, the thought exploded, replaced by the agony that filled my shin. Clamping down with my teeth to suppress the howl inside me, I grabbed the spot on my leg that struck something in the darkness. My stumbling fall slammed me against the edge of a heavy table. I’m on my knees, winded when my hand landed...