#webserial

[thewanderinginn]

Tales of Innworld #4

No new The Wandering Inn chapter, but...

Check out this comic from Enuryn, featuring Grimalkin's students!

Read here... https://wanderinginn.com/2025/03/29/tales-of-innworld-4/

What was your favorite part?

[beauvandalen]

🌻 Just launched a FREE-TO-READ trans isekai reincarnation story and web-serial!!!!! 🌻

It will have over 1000+ CHAPTERS!

It's called 'Where The Tallest Tree Grows' and you can read it on Tapas, Royal Road & Wattpad! 💕

[smokedbison]

Scene: Werewolf Interrogation (from Book 2)

The Spaceman approached the table, very reluctantly.

The werewolf’s eyes tracked him. All its muscles were tensed, ready. The ship’s AI noticed this and tightened the restraints further, steel straps digging into the creature’s skin. Its lip peeled back in a snarl.

The Spaceman lifted the device the Squidbassador had provided. It looked to Cal, for all the world, like a fucking muzzle.

Oh, this is going to go great, he thought.

Then the Spaceman—with shaking hands—tried to put a muzzle on a seven-foot-tall werewolf.

It did not go great.

The creature jerked hard against its restraints.

It wasn’t possible for a flesh-and-blood creature to break those steel restraints. Cal knew that. It was absolutely not possible.

For a second, he thought it was going to happen—and he got real fucking scared.

It was one of the few times in his life Cal took a step backward without making the decision to do so.

The noises the creature made sounded like Junkrat. If the rottweiler was seven feet tall and ready to die right here and now.

The Spaceman had flown backward across the room so hard he was now sprawled on his ass and gasping for air.

The Admiral and XO had also taken a step back. Cal wondered if they’d decided to do that or not.

“Everyone freeze,” Cal said, with a calmness that surprised even himself. “Let me do this. No one move.” He wasn’t certain he could be heard over the enraged monster now bleeding all over its restraints.

Cal stepped forward to the table and, in a loud and clear voice—but with an utterly calm, aggression-free tone—said, “Stop. I will not hurt you. I will not let them hurt you while I am in the room. Stop now.”

The creature’s eyes snapped toward Cal with utter hatred—but it stopped. It snarled, low and steady, like it was reciting a speech to itself.

Cal nodded to the beast—no. He made himself stop doing that. Cal nodded to the Alien Man and turned slowly toward the device now lying at the Spaceman’s feet. Retrieving it, Cal slowly turned toward the Aggressor but didn’t approach the table.

He raised the device to his own face, paused, and turned to the Admiral. “Is this thing going to hurt me if I put it on?”

The Admiral shrugged helplessly. “Squid sent it. Called it a translation solution. No idea, Cal.”

Cal sighed and looked at the Aggressor again—its eyes hadn’t moved off him. Its whole body was tensed, blood pooled beneath the restraints.

Cal made an—as best he could—respectful imitation of the low growling sounds the Aggressor seemed to use to communicate.

It wasn’t a bad impression, the Admiral noted.

Cal then placed the device over his own face, careful not to flinch, and spoke in normal human tones. “Hello. My name is Cal.”

He repeated the entire sequence, then lowered the device and locked eyes with the Aggressor.

Very slowly—very fucking slowly—he approached the table and set the device on it. Then stepped away.

The ship’s AI, which saw and heard everything aboard itself at all times—except inside the final doors of The Box, which it resented with a quiet fury—understood Cal’s intent. It waited for him to step back but didn’t wait for an order before loosening the restraint on the creature’s dominant hand just enough to let it reach the device.

It also warned the guards it was doing this, and told them to take aim with slow, gentle movements.

They followed its orders after a nod from the XO, who—along with the Admiral and Cal—had also been looped in.

The creature hesitated so long Cal almost wasn’t sure it understood, but at last it moved. Slowly, it picked up the device and eyed it from every possible angle for long, thoughtful moments.

Cal could feel the tension in the room pushing past human patience. He suspected the creature was testing them. He decided to say so.

“I think he’s reasserting what little control he has. Making us wait. Don’t give in.”

No one did. No one would have. But Cal was used to talking to little girls and ranch hands—not top brass and their hand-selected special forces escort.

They forgave him—as men with true confidence do.

Finally, the creature bent to their will. Painfully slowly, it placed the device over its muzzle and growled into it—a wet, snarling noise.

The translator spoke for him. The voice it chose was AI-modulated to match the user: deep, dangerous, and filled with an undercurrent of rage. “Can you understand me now, tiny apes?” — No one moved. No one spoke. It’s entirely possible no human in that room took a breath for five full seconds. The Werewolf snarled into his translator. “This room reeks of fear. I can barely think for it. Did one of you piss yourself?” Cal cut his eyes to the XO, who glared at him hard in return. Cal broke eye contact, vaguely apologetic, as the Spaceman—still struggling to get up off the floor—muttered in the general direction of the Werewolf, without actually looking at him, “Scrape brown.” Then he turned to the Admiral with half a salute and a small stain on his pants. “Permission to get the fuck out of here.” The Admiral couldn’t help the chuckle in his voice. He did try to hide it. “Dismissed.” — The interrogation began slowly. *** Author's Edit of book 1 is here for free forever: https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/106849/hollows-landing Professionally edited version is WIP.

[earlronove]

Guess what's (finally) getting new episodes starting in February? That's right! The Magician & The Bard! Vahn and Hawke return for another misadventure. 🔮

This will cap off the first "book" (finally, amirite?) and I can finally compile that together and maybe get a print version going (although it'll be a Thick book; it's almost 150k words altogether rip me). I thought about making the compiled first book after the fourth arc, but what I had planned for this upcoming arc makes for a much better "ending" for the first book. Believe me. (or don't, I can't tell you what to do!)

Anyway, since new episodes will be Soon, if you haven't caught up or want to do a total re-read, there are two ways you can do so!

Read it chapter by chapter on its site, or support it on itchio and get epubs/pdfs of each arc (will be compiled into one easy to download epub or pdf once the next arc is finished)! Whichever you choose, I hope you enjoy!

The Magician & The Bard serialization site!

The Magician & The Bard on itch.io!

[emrowene]

New Fractured Magic Chapter!

[pactposting]

I feel like i"m going crazy because all i want is to write.

Like writing my own webserial after consuming exactly 1.75 webserials seems insane bit like??? I could just be typing one of the candidates from my brain.

I have 3 story ideas

[grounded-gryphon]

The Last Lady of Lună

I was a child when enemies destroyed our clan. My mother escaped and tried to raise me in secret, but without my fathers’ blood, she aged and died. Now I am the last head of the Lună vampire clan. My enemies think I am dead, my clan is scattered to the winds, and I am just coming into my powers. I will claim my birthright and rebuild my clan. I’m just going to need a bit of help...

Read from the beginning now!

[victoriadallonfan]

Webnovel Rec: Pale Lights by ErracticErrata

Thanks to the prodding of a friend, I decided to read Pale Lights, written by the same author of Practical Guide to Evil (which I have not read), and let me say this:

I binged Pale Lights in a week and a half, and I don't regret it. I absolutely love one of the MC's almost as much as I love Victoria Dallon from Worm/Ward (and if you can't tell by the username, that means a lot from me), and the story itself is just very enjoyable on every level.

I have some mild to minor complaints about some potential unintended implications, but other than that, I recommend the book.

[laura-in-calernia]

F*cking love parragraphs like this.

Image description: text reading: "

“My mom could explode houses with her aura when she got angry. Mrsha’s mom doesn’t have one, right?”

The Gnoll girl began to sweat. She ordered a double-shot of milk, with whipped cream."

[thewanderinginn]

Ch. 10.36 – Pt. 2

The moon was round and full as it hung in the evening sky, clear despite the daylight. Odd and surreal, as if it had always been there and just…vanished now and then to make you forget it.

It hung over the High Passes, over the dead and the dying, as 2nd Army besieged Goblinhome. Colonel Rathiss didn’t look at the moon, but it was hovering there.

Watching him.

The assault from the Goblins trying to break the siege on their home had failed. Goblins riding Carn Wolves fell back as Snapjaw’s Frost Wyverns screamed and broke away from their assault. One of the ballistae was smashed beyond belief; the other kept firing.

Rathiss recognized one of the Goblins: Leapwolf, one of their high-level officers. The Goblin weaved as he rode, dodging arrows, but he’d left half his Redfangs behind on the ground.

A costly attack; the front rank had been chewed up and almost been broken. One of the ballistae was down. Not enough. There were already gaps in Goblinhome.

The surviving ballista kept firing after the Frost Wyverns, sending one of them tumbling downwards in the distance. The only thing that saved Snapjaw was the Wyvern Lord.

He came down, roaring, breathing frost—covering their escape. But he couldn’t land amongst the thousands of [Soldiers]. Their arrows glanced off his scales, but the Skills gave them the power to pierce his flesh, if lightly. He was inhaling for another breath of frost when the [Wyvern Riders] met him in the air.

“Colonel Rathiss, we are engaging the Wyvern Lord. Requesting pinpoint ballistae support.”

“Granted. Keep the Wyverns back.”

Read More...

https://wanderinginn.com/2025/03/22/10-36-pt-2/

[syphoncontinuity]

We can have a little meme, as a treat.

[fipindustries]

GARBAGE PALE KIDS

well you heard the news, you read the posts, you finished Pale, and now is time to join in this exclusive discord server and come talk to a bunch of people who also finished pale and have lots of opinions about it!

ill be streaming my drawings and taking pale themed requests where i will draw whatever pale related madness you want me to!

jump in and start yepping away, what did you like, what you didnt and what did you thought!!!

[emrowene]

WE ARE SO BACK!!! Fractured Magic has UPDATED

Fractured Magic is a fantasy webserial with Victorian gothic overtones, an ex-friends-to-lovers subplot, and a very queer cast of characters. It’s about political and personal accountability, ghosts both metaphorical and literal, and the agony of having a crush who keeps ghosting you. Also, it's free to read!