Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the one who’s very familiar with male anatomy.
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Cloven
Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the look-inspiring one.
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Animal Husbandry
Release Day Edition. To help celebrate the release of Fumiko and the Finicky Nestmate (Amaranthine Saga, #5), we’ve added the phoenix feather pattern from the book covers to totes (and masks, journals, zipper bags, etc.).
Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the one with a substantial protective streak.
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Say Something Sooner
Fumiko and the Finicky Nestmate. If you need a place to react, confer, or kick up a fuss, this is the spot. I’ll enjoy your enthusiasm, I might be willing to clarify small points, but I reserve the right to evade questions that will be answered later in the series. ::twinkle::
[[[WARNING: HERE THERE BE SPOILERS]]]
Release Day • October 22, 2021
She could make a mess of everything. Especially him.
The Junzi—also known as the Four Gentlemen—are a set of ancient weapons fashioned from remnants. Dragons refer to them as the Four Storms, and Hisoka Twineshaft believes they will make a difference in the hunt for the rogue. But someone else is interested in gathering up these crystal masterpieces. The so-called Gentleman Bandit is responsible for two thefts already, and Hisoka is concerned for the Bamboo Stave. So he deploys an elite taskforce to guard the treasure. And to catch a thief.
Juuyu Farroost and his teammates regroup at a safehouse tucked under the boughs of one of the oldest—and most heavily fortified—orphan trees in the Americas. Fumiko and her tree twin have enough rooms for all of them. If they can shift enough of the woman’s clutter to set up their equipment. Juuyu’s expertise is essential to the success of their mission, but he can barely focus thanks to Fumiko, her messes, and Akira, who apparently owes Boon a favor.
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If you’ve already begun reading, hold onto your comments and put them on the Squee Post. (I want this thread to remain spoiler free.)
Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the one with a riding crop.
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Mentoring Style
Fumiko and the Finicky Nestmate. While Fumiko officially releases tomorrow, many of you will find the fifth book in the Amaranthine Saga downloading to your e-reader tonight. (Mine always shows up before 10pm.) OR you live in the future, because it’s already the 22nd in your hemisphere. So the festivities begin early. Happy Release Eve!
An official Release Day post is scheduled to go up at midnight here, with a Squee Post close on its heels. But I know from long experience that tomorrow will be pretty quiet. And that’s fine. I hope you can enjoy your weekend’s reading!
Naruto Fanfic. I’m on schedule (for once) because Cub Reporter has updated with Ch5: “Healthy Appetite.”
Summary: Sequel to News Hound. Iruka reaches the meeting point for his next undercover mission a day early. Terranean is a big enough city, getting lost in the crowds should be a cinch. But what’s lost can be found. And being found out would be disastrous. [Iruka & Kakashi/Sukea/Hound] A Naruto fanfic.
How did Wednesdays suddenly get So Busy!?
New Tote. Hemmed in Silver didn’t have a tote yet. Since it’s pumpkin season, we took that route as an homage to the cozies’ Frost Festival. The pattern’s available in my shops on a variety of merchandise, from notebooks to note cards, journals, and zipper bags.
Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the likeable one.
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The American
Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the one who’s a mentor now.
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Must Be Catching
Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the sympathetic one.
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Simplicity Itself
Copper Eyes. The Starmark clan is famous for their copper eyes, a trait they inherited from Radiance, who hails from the Ambervelte pack. She’s a buoyant, charismatic lady, and in many essentials of nature, her son Harmonious takes after her. Mikoto Reaver is more than a little in awe of her: “Glint’s bondmate was a force few knew they should be reckoning.”
Kyrie fiddled with a set of wooden shutters, and more light flooded the shelter. Enough that Lilya could now see the small, silvery star that marked the center of Radiance Starmark’s forehead. “Is that your blaze?”
“No.” Her eyebrows arched. “It’s a miracle.”
“Truly?” asked Kyrie, coming closer and bending down to see.
Radiance hooked his elbow and pulled him onto her lap.
For a moment, Kyrie froze. Lilya understood his surprise. Most people were wary of a red-eyed boy with horns. Not her. When Lady Starmark proceeded to snuffle his neck, he collapsed into gasps and giggles.
“She’s sniffening you!” Lilya exclaimed.
“Don’t mind me,” said Radiance. “Standard procedure for special guests. Especially wily, barrier-dropping dragons who may need tracking.”
Mikoto and the Reaver Village (Amaranthine Saga, #4)
Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the matchless one.
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Terms
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