Story Time: Silent Invasion, Chapter Seven

Special FeatureStory Time Chapter 7 : Breaking a Sweat Mr. Grey whimpered as Layla shifted uncomfortably. She had spent most of the night beside Chokan worrying as he moaned and writhed from the fevered dreams

Story Time: Silent Invasion, Chapter Six

Special FeatureStory Time Might I make my own Deadpool style 4th wall break here and say: This, other than the prologue, is one of my favorite chapters. The visuals, not to toot my own horn

Story Time: Silent Invasion, Chapter Five

Special FeatureStory Time Chapter 5: Fevered Dreams As they slept with full bellies it was running its gauntlet within his body, everything it touched whithered and shrunk away from it. The seeds of infection dancing

Story Time: Silent Invasion, Chapter Four

Special FeatureStory Time Chapter 4 – The Hunt He laid in waiting as his eyes tracked the deer back and forth in the darkening clearing. His pupils constricting and dilating with every movement the animal

Story Time: Silent Invasion Chapter Three

Special FeatureStory Time Chapter 3: Present Situations The gritty sound of claws against the rock face made her grimace as she clung to the Ravanian under her. There they were in the cave, hidden from

Silent Invasion

Special FeatureLet's Talk Alien Invasion Story. Silent Invasion was a serial novel I started years ago. What inspired me was a local book from my area. One that involved our little town of Elliot Lake,

Storytime: Another Installment of Silent Invasion

Special FeatureStory Time Chapter 2: Car Troubles Layla’s eyes fluttered open as she sat up on the couch, she couldn’t remember falling asleep at all after the incident with Chokan and Janka. She muttered softly

Patreon : The Bone Jar

Special FeatureName That Doe (Doll?) Let's Play a Game Shall We So, you all know about Troy and Ivy from last October, but; have you met Agent Desbrates yet? What about Agent Bast or Ari

Silent Invasion : Monsterous Beginnings

Silent Invasion: Chapter 1: Monstrous Beginnings

Layla stepped out onto her front porch listening to the birds chirping in the woods next to her Elliot Lake home. She had just moved here from the city to escape the rat race and the daily grind of city life. Elliot Lake was a beautiful little town surrounded by woodlands and lakes of varying sizes. The town was small with mostly retired people and a good number of younger families.