Reads: 3650  | Likes: 3  | Shelves: 3  | Comments: 101

  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Reddit
  • Pinterest
  • Invite

More Details
Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
The appeal was only the beginning…
Thirteen years ago, Alina Fletcher won an appeal overturning her mother’s Criminal conviction– the first time in twenty-five years that anyone had done so. Now her family lives a quiet life in the small town of Cod Creek, where their heritage is accepted, their magical powers are valued, and they are safe. And that’s just the way all of them like it.
But all those years ago, Alina’s appeal started a tiny spark of rebellion against the oppressive Catian government. Now it’s been fanned into a flame, and a revolution is shaking the country. The Fletchers want no part in the conflict, but when Alina is kidnapped, it’s up to her family to organize a rescue before it’s too late. All the while, the revolution is growing, and none of them can avoid it much longer…
This is the last book. I swear it’s the last book. I feel like I’ve been saying that this family’s story is “almost done” forever but I promise this time

Table of Contents


Submitted: August 14, 2019

“’Lina?” Someone tugged on the sleeve of Alina’s nightgown. “Wake up, ‘Lina!” “Mmph.” The only li... Read Chapter

Chapter One

Submitted: August 21, 2019

Twelve years later   Isa’s breath swirled around her in a silvery cloud as she knelt behind the rock. Peering ar... Read Chapter

Chapter Two

Submitted: August 28, 2019

“Ash! Isa!” “I said, coming!” As she neared her house, Isa quickened her pace and scrambled up to the sto... Read Chapter

Chapter Three

Submitted: September 04, 2019

The whole room went silent at Nell’s announcement. Nathaniel drew his arms around Ash and Isa and pulled ... Read Chapter

Chapter Four

Submitted: September 11, 2019

“So, was she a soldier or not?” After Alina escorted Naomi out, Nell spent the rest of the dinner shooting concerned gl... Read Chapter

Chapter Five

Submitted: September 18, 2019

Isa. Isa! Isssssssa! “Ash, shut up.” Isa! Answer me! “Knock it off. It’s not going to wor... Read Chapter

Chapter Six

Submitted: September 25, 2019

“N—no.” Alina stared at the soldiers for nearly a minute before she was able to speak, and even then, it came out as ... Read Chapter

Chapter Seven

Submitted: October 03, 2019

“I need a horse.” Nell shouldn’t have eavesdropped, really. There was plenty to be done at the blacksmith... Read Chapter

Chapter Eight

Submitted: October 09, 2019

Isa unbolted the door and threw it open, coming face-to-face with the figure outside. “You— you— you—” ... Read Chapter

Chapter Nine

Submitted: October 16, 2019

Ahmed is alive. Ahmed is alive— “Everything alright, Miss Fletcher?” Alina’s heart was pounding. Her knuckles b... Read Chapter

Chapter 10

Submitted: October 25, 2019

  Alina and the soldiers travelled through the ruins of Piper’s Port for only a few more minutes, but to Alina, it may as well... Read Chapter

Chapter Eleven

Submitted: November 06, 2019

I'm going to blame the start of nanowrimo on the delay in posting this chapter, although it has less to do with nano and more to do with this chapter being a pain to write and rewrite (this is
version... 4, I think?).
Read Chapter

Chapter Twelve

Submitted: November 13, 2019

Later, Nell would blame herself for not noticing earlier that she was being followed. It had been stupi... Read Chapter

Chapter Thirteen

Submitted: November 27, 2019

I was maybe a little overambitious trying to do nano and keep up with Sparrowhawk (which is written up to chapter 28! just not edited. at all), but eh, better late than never.
Read Chapter

Chapter Fourteen

Submitted: December 02, 2019

The spring air was cool and sweet, and the ride to the military camp where Quinn had served for the last two years passed quick... Read Chapter

Chapter Fifteen

Submitted: December 05, 2019

“Quinn was executed for desertion?” Isa stared at Nell, shaking her head. “But that doesn’t... Read Chapter

Chapter Sixteen

Submitted: December 12, 2019

“I can’t believe Nell is making us go home!” Though they had set off for Cod Creek only twenty minutes earlier, Isa f... Read Chapter

Chapter Seventeen

Submitted: December 17, 2019

“There is no bakery on Main Street in Inverness.” Matthews stepped his horse closer to Isa, and she felt a co... Read Chapter

Chapter Eighteen

Submitted: January 04, 2020

Tip: Don't get the flu during winter break, it eats up a solid week of would-be writing time. On the plus side, my voice is still so hoarse that my brother has informed me I sound like Darth Vader,
which I guess is kind of cool.
Read Chapter

Chapter Nineteen

Submitted: January 06, 2020

As soon as Parker’s footsteps clomped away down the hallway, Alina dropped her face into her hands and let out a long, guttur... Read Chapter

Chapter Twenty

Submitted: January 09, 2020

There were two figures before Alina in the basement. Both of them were hooded, their faces masked from view. One stood with his... Read Chapter

Chapter Twenty-One

Submitted: January 16, 2020

“I— I don’t understand.” Isa scrambled away from Alina, shaking her head. This was wrong— it was all wr... Read Chapter

Chapter Twenty-Two

Submitted: February 13, 2020

I would like to say that the reason it took me a month to post this chapter is because I’ve been busy with school, but that would be a lie. It took me a month because I didn’t like how I’d written
it, kept trying to edit it, and eventually decided to scrap the whole thing (along with the next twoish chapters) and rewrite the circumstances which lead up to the next major plot point. (It also
took me a month because I would sit down to write in the evening and then this little voice would whisper in my head, “you know what you could do instead of writing? go to bed!” and I would be like
“wow, what a great idea” and go to sleep having written half a sentence. But I prefer to blame the delay in posting on plot problems, not my own laziness, because I feel like the former reflects
slightly more positively on me.)

Anywho, last we left our troop of thus-far ill-fated characters, they were all locked up in a prison in a camp run by their old evil nemesis, General Parker. As of right now, Parker has ordered
Alina to use her magic to execute the army’s prisoners, or else her family will be killed. As for said family—Isa is angry with Alina for not telling anyone Quinn has been alive for the past
decade, Nell is optimistic about escaping, and poor Ash is largely forgotten and also dying. Quinn is probably doing the best of all of them, being not-dead, physically unharmed, and not in
imminent mortal peril.

Please critique ruthlessly! Most of this really dragged to write.
Read Chapter

Chapter Twenty-Three

Submitted: February 20, 2020

Alina really hadn’t believed the plan was going to work. “You must be out of your mind!” she’d snapped wh... Read Chapter

Chapter Twenty-Four

Submitted: February 29, 2020

  Once, over two decades earlier, when he was just seven years old, Quinn had climbed to the very top of the tallest oak tree in... Read Chapter

Chapter Twenty-Five

Submitted: March 02, 2020

Once Isa had made up her mind that she was going to escape, the whole thing was much easier than she had an... Read Chapter

Chapter Twenty-Six

Submitted: March 05, 2020

Isa laughed now, despite the pain, because she must have hit her head harder than she thought. Quinn was looking ... Read Chapter

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Submitted: March 16, 2020

What a year this week has been. How is it only March?

This is a weird chapter, and I’m not sure that it works at all. When I wrote it, it sounded poetic in my head (this should have been a warning, I am not a poet. at all. unless it's a poem about
dogs or Christmas sharks.), but now I think it might just be overwritten, passive, and boring. I did try to write it in a more active form, but it didn't sound right, so I left it. So, if it
doesn't work, let me know, and I'll try to rewrite it. (Hopefully I'll get to it before I return home for the foreseeable future to assist in the care and supervision of my now-school-less younger
siblings, because the odds of me getting any writing done whilst trying to prevent the two youngest children from killing each other are slim to none. Once home, I will also be very distracted by
my dog, for obvious reasons. Fair warning.)

Hope everyone is staying safe and sane and healthy.
Read Chapter

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Submitted: April 05, 2020

If anyone needs cheering up right now, my sister and I started watching Elementary and discovered that when someone says “Sherlock” on the show, our dog (also named Sherlock) pricks his ears up and
stares intently at the television. He is always very disappointed when the people on the screen don’t offer him a treat after calling his name (rude!). This has nothing to do with writing, it just
makes me smile.
Read Chapter

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Submitted: April 11, 2020

“Ash!” As her brother’s eyes flickered open, Isa couldn’t stop the shriek that burst from her lips. She l... Read Chapter

Chapter Thirty

Submitted: April 16, 2020

They rode for hours after fleeing the soldiers’ camp, wanting to put as much distance between themselves and the Catians as p... Read Chapter

Chapter Thirty-One

Submitted: May 10, 2020

I had to cut a much longer chapter in half, so I'm not sure if the ending of this is too abrupt.
Read Chapter

Chapter Thirty-Two

Submitted: May 14, 2020

Even the energy and excitement from the soldiers’ unexpected arrival could not compete with Nell’s exhaustion aft... Read Chapter

Chapter Thirty-Three

Submitted: May 17, 2020

It was a cloudless night, with just the thinnest crescent of moon visible above the peaks of the mountain. Though it gave off l... Read Chapter

Chapter Thirty-Four

Submitted: May 20, 2020

Naomi would offer no further explanation as she stuffed the papers and journal into the rucksack and slung it over her shoulder... Read Chapter

Chapter Thirty-Five

Submitted: August 02, 2020

It's been a while, sorry. Hope everyone is safe and healthy still. I've actually had this chapter written for about two months, but I got stuck on what comes next, and everything has been so awful,
I didn't feel like dealing with writing or editing or posting. Everything is still awful, but it's reached the point where I'm now feeling a near-frantic drive to write, because as Olaf says, "this
is what we call controlling what you can when things feel out of control." (One of the many things beyond my control is the number of times my siblings have watched Frozen 2 in the past four
months, which I suspect is in the high dozens.) Anyways, I'm trying to get back into posting consistently, and I have several more chapters written and just awaiting edits, so hopefully the next
chapter won't be months in coming.

Last we left off, the Fletcher clan had narrowly escaped the Catian army with a not-dead and no-longer-brainwashed Quinn in tow, only to collide (almost literally) with Naomi and the Sparrowhawk
army when they stopped to rest on their way to Dalt. Quinn and Alina went to ask Naomi if she knew what had happened to Quinn, and she led them to the Catian's prized weapon, which the Sparrowhawks
captured earlier that day: a little boy named Kalen.
Read Chapter

Chapter Thirty-Six

Submitted: August 12, 2020

“You’re Katalina Fletcher?” Alina’s declaration did not hold nearly the weight she had expected it to. Rather than ... Read Chapter

  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Reddit
  • Pinterest
  • Invite

Recent Comments