Key to the Vault
Isabel pulled her van through the gates at five minutes to six on a Thursday evening in October, right as the light was going from gold to…
Sable Motive
Writing from UK, usually late at night with rye whiskey or strong espresso. My wheelhouse is NonHuman and Sci-Fi & Fantasy, told in third-person past tense in a voice that is casual and chatty. I read every comment even when I am slow to reply. Hope you find something here worth bookmarking. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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Stories by Sable Motive
Binding of Smoke and Fire
The nursery at the top of the Kramer house had once been a storage room for imported silks, and it still smelled faintly of cedar and old…