Drake Wallace

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2026-06-03 05:50:13 -

The Last Champagne of the Jazz Age
The Last Champagne of the Jazz Age The telephone rang at half past five, and Rosie Delaney picked it up with one hand covering her eyes and the other reaching across her desk, still blurry with sleep from a twenty-minute catnap at her typewriter. "Hello?" "Rosie, the editor-in-chief wants the manuscripts by half past five tomorrow morning. Bring them to me, or I'll carry dynamite to your...

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2026-05-24 08:28:02 -

Blood and Magnolias
I. The magnolias were blooming, which meant summer had arrived in a way that made the air so thick you could chew it. I stood on the porch of the main house and watched the flowers—white, perfect, obscene in their beauty—swaying in a breeze that smelled like damp earth and decay. I was twenty-eight years old, and I was the last Thorne who lived in the house that my great-great-grandfather had...

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2026-05-27 02:55:10 -

The House on Blackwater Bayou
The house sat on the edge of Blackwater Bayou like a woman who had inherited a fortune she did not want and could not refuse. It was large -- not mansion-large, but plantation-large, the kind of size that implied generations of people living under the same roof, eating at the same table, sharing the same secrets. The cypress trees surrounded it the way guards surround a king who has stopped...

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2026-05-20 23:24:32 -

The Last Honor of Alistair
The castle of Blackwood stood on a cliff overlooking the grey Atlantic, its stones worn smooth by centuries of salt and wind. It was a place of echoing halls and faded tapestries, a monument to a nobility that had long since lost its purpose. Count Alistair, the last of the line, spent his days in the library, reading the journals of ancestors who had once led armies and shaped kingdoms....

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2026-05-24 20:47:53 -

Blood and Magnolias
ACT I: THE ASHES The heat in Magnolia County didn't just sit on you—it pressed down, heavy as a palm against your chest, demanding that you kneel. Bell Thorne knew this heat the way a survivor knows the face of an enemy: intimately, resentfully, with the exhausted familiarity of something you cannot escape. The Thorne plantation had been something once. Before the war, it had spanned three...

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2026-05-24 02:46:30 -

The House of Maudreil
The road to Oakridge was the kind of road that Southern maps forgot to draw—narrow, unpaved, flanked by cypress trees whose knees rose from the swamp water like the knuckles of drowned men. I drove my rental car slowly, the air conditioning rattling like an old man's breathing, and watched the delta landscape unfold in shades of green and brown and the grey of approaching rain. I was...

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2026-05-24 01:26:32 -

The Observer
New York City, 2008 I got the call on a Tuesday, which is the kind of detail that would make a novelist proud but makes me want to laugh. There is nothing cinematic about the end of the world. It comes on a Tuesday, in a phone call, from a number you don't recognize. My name is Mark Delaney, and I am an associate professor of astrophysics at City College of New York. I am thirty-four years old,...

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2026-05-30 00:17:14 -

Ashen Wing
The truck sat in the Walmart parking lot like everything else in this town: abandoned but not yet dead. Tom Harlan sat behind the wheel at two in the morning, unable to sleep, unable to drink enough to try. The radio was off. The cabin was quiet except for the occasional groan of metal cooling in the cold Ohio air. He looked at the rusted fence separating the parking lot from the abandoned lot...

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2026-05-21 03:10:52 -

The Last General
(Act I: The Iron Dawn) The Empire of Oros was a dying beast, its borders fraying and its heart rotten with decadence. Adrian was the only man who still remembered how to fight. A captain of the Guard, he had spent a decade on the frozen frontiers, where the wind howled like a wounded animal and the only law was survival. He didn't care for the court's intrigues; he cared for the men under his...

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2026-05-23 17:16:42 -

The Starlight Fleet
The jazz band had just finished a set when Nicholas Sterling first spoke the words that would haunt him for the rest of his life. He was sitting at a corner table in the Cotton Club, a glass of gin between his hands, listening to Louis Armstrong's trumpet weave through the smoke and the laughter and the clinking of glasses. The gin was cheap, but the music was priceless, and for a moment,...

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2026-05-28 10:24:27 -

Whispers on the Estate
The heating in tower block seven broke on a Tuesday in November. By Thursday, the flat was cold enough that Sarah Murphy could see her breath indoors. She pulled her coat on inside and wrapped a blanket around her shoulders like a shawl and tried not to think about the bottle of whiskey in her cupboard. Manchester in 2008 was a city that had forgotten how to pretend. The financial crisis had...

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2026-06-01 01:27:15 -

The Pattern in the Blueprint
The first time I met Edward Hartwell, I thought he was the kind of man who would return your shopping cart at the supermarket. Dr. Helena Cross, military psychologist, London School of Economics. That's my title, at least. My actual job, as described in the contract signed by a security consulting firm called Meridian Global, was to conduct a psychological evaluation of a "high-profile defense...

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