2 – Jawaad’s Tea
The Callianis was speeding like the wind. Damas had held the wheel of many ships up to this point,
Read MoreThe Callianis was speeding like the wind. Damas had held the wheel of many ships up to this point,
Read MoreThe Callianis rose above the waves. Mingled with the clamor from the deck and the shouts of the sailors, a
Read MoreSo two days ago I published the final chapter of the first volume of my saga of novels: The Songs
Read MoreNight had long since fallen on the Alba Rupes, so the return of Jawaad and his entourage to his estate,
Read MoreThings weren’t at all going according to plan. Jawaad scratched his chin, seemingly unperturbed, staring at the man who had
Read More“You said WHAT?” Priscius’s outraged cry echoed throughout the villa and froze all the slaves present all the way to
Read MoreThe discussion didn’t take place right away: Abba, very angry, very wet too, returned to Jawaad’s villa dragging Raevo by
Read MoreJawaad was consulting a cheap leather-bound notebook, slumped in an armchair that some would have considered Spartan given the luxuries
Read More(Color by : Irene Fornari et Andrea Stracchi ) “Do you know that fear will kill you?” Lisa flinched,
Read MoreAbba strode down the sloping terrace leading to the Radia Granateo shipyards, forced to weave in and out of the
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