Scourge: A Grim Doyle Adventure
David H. Burton
Language: English
Pages: 234
ISBN: 098659413X
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Two dads, five siblings, and goggles!
Grim Doyle has always known his life was not exactly "normal", and things get even more curious when he discovers a set of stones that sweep him and his family to the fantasy, steampunk world of Verne - a place they had escaped from years ago. Now that they've returned, Grim and his siblings hide from the evil Lord Victor and his minions. And while learning about Jinns, Mystics, and the power of absinth they try to discover who is trying to kill them with the deadly Scourge.
machine and was dressed in a vest with matching cap and breeches. His face was distorted and harsh ― like it belonged on the side of a building, but when he saw them coming he smiled. His teeth were sharp spikes, but the cruelty of his features melted away as he grinned at them. Grim couldn’t help but stare. Despite Valeria’s abnormal features, she at least resembled a human. This creature did not. “Hello, Valeria,” he said as they approached. His voice was low and raspy, almost mechanical.
chores to be seen to.” They departed, Grim rubbing his stiff shoulders. When he reached the kitchens, plumes of smoke poured from the chimneys. He walked in to find seven man-sized metal stove tops at the far end, all hot and blazing. Cast-iron pots hung over a couple of fires. Across from them were three large ovens baking bread. The near wall was lined with another seven tall cookers, each with chickens barbecuing. Sitting out on large tables were row upon row of candied apples, as well as
was packed with the Unseen: Sprights, Dryads, Mewts in addition to the others. They all turned back to whatever they had been doing and a low hum of chatter and activity filled the place. “Well, you found it,” the Troll said. “Bit young for a pint, aren’t ya? And a little bit too human for this place, if you know what I mean.” Grim shrugged. “I’m looking for Arabus.” “Hmm,” said the Troll. “You’re not likely to find him here.” Grim sighed. He was getting desperate. How was he going to save
the others? “But I was told I could find him at the Green Fairy.” “Like I said, boy, you won’t find him here, but I think if you talk to that Spright over there, she might be able to help. Her name is Mistra and she knows a little about whom you seek.” Grim looked to the Troll’s pointing finger. It aimed towards a woman whose presence shimmered in the distance. She hovered over the floor, much like Madam Phoebe, except Mistra didn’t seem to have any sinth parts. “Thanks,” Grim said and walked
slammed. Hushed calls accompanied the ruckus. Grim looked at Rudy for a brief moment. There was an unsure look in her eyes and she shrugged. Grim did the same. Then a deafening crash thundered through the house. The front door sailed through the air and slammed against the wall. In its wake, four cloaked beings stormed in. Black robes slithered along the floor in their wake. Enormous, draping hoods concealed their heads, and only darkness showed where their faces should have been. In their