Gods of Gor new hair preview!

A common theme running through all the Gor novels I write is a progression of looks for the main characters as they evolve through time. 

And Gods of Gor is no different in that respect! 

Ubara of Gor Chapter Twenty (final chapter!)

Chapter Twenty: There is a light that never goes out

“Chloe!” I raced up the steps and onto the rear deck of Brinn’s ship, the Waverider, as it chopped through the sea. “This ship is going the wrong way! We’re going in the opposite direction to the Sardar!”

Ubara of Gor Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Nineteen: The Free Companions

“Don’t touch your brand,” I said as I saw Mina doing that thing slave girls always do in the first couple of days of their slavery – examining with dismay the brand that has been freshly seared into their flesh. Mina jumped slightly for she hadn’t heard me sneak up on her behind the rocks. She had thought she had a moment of privacy, but really there was nowhere to run to of course for the rocks were part of the towering cliffs that had trapped us on the beach during the Cosian attack. There was no way to climb the cliff at this point along the headland and swimming in the sea would get her nowhere for the cliffs continued along the shoreline for several pasangs. But even so, I didn’t want Mina to sneak off on her own. She might try and do something stupid.

Ubara of Gor Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Eighteen: The Secret History

“Matias, beloved!” cried the Lady Saffia in anguish as she ran on soft bare feet across the shingle towards the Cosian admiral who in his defeat was preparing to surrender his sword to Brinn. Lady Saffia got perhaps halfway across the beach in her tear stained desire to reach the loving arms of her Free Companion before she was pulled up short by an Askari who seized her left arm. She stood there crying, unable to join her beloved for one last embrace.

Ubara of Gor Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Seventeen: The Last Enchantment

Several years ago my son, Marik, asked me a question.

“Mama, what is a shield wall like?”

He was dressed in his cute red tunic – the scarlet of the warriors – and he had paused in his favourite game which consisted of him running around the garden with a toy wooden sword and shield and a helmet several sizes too big for him, cutting and chopping at imaginary foes while his sister pretended to be a prisoner resigned to being tied to a tree and needing saving. The sanguine and dignified expression on her face contrasted with the wild enthusiasm on Marik’s face as he pretended to cut down numerous warriors of Cos.

Ubara of Gor Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Sixteen: Les Passagers du vent

I would like to say that storm clouds gathered ominously overhead as we made our final approach to the Bastion, but in actual fact it was just another hot equatorial day with no significant omens or portents of the days to come. Grigor may have been surprised to see a Port Kar ram ship accompanying the Larl, or perhaps he was just past the point of caring now.

Lady Donna's proposed index for Chloe's art (comments invited)

Chloe’s Drawings Anthology

This is the first attempt at giving a list of the drawings that Chloe, first girl on the estate of Brinn of the Sardar has produced in support of the stories written by Emma.