{"id":251744,"date":"2026-07-13T01:28:41","date_gmt":"2026-07-12T22:28:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/american-paladin-larry-correia\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T01:28:41","modified_gmt":"2026-07-12T22:28:41","slug":"american-paladin-larry-correia","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/american-paladin-larry-correia\/","title":{"rendered":"American Paladin – Larry Correia"},"content":{"rendered":"
\"<\/figure>\n

The pump clicked, and Spears grimaced at the cost. Gas was nearly four dollars a gallon here, and the Dodge was a thirsty bitch. \u201cDid you say it was live and here? Like active and viewable right now?\u201d He looked toward the convenience store that Kate was currently in.<\/p>\n

\u201cUnfortunately, yes.\u201d \u201cI need to see it as soon as possible.\u201d \u201cOne problem with that. Remember my story you all thought was so crazy?\u201d \u201cI believed you. Mostly.\u201d To be fair to James Bell, he had been the only person in any sort of position of authority who hadn\u2019t immediately dismissed Spears as a dumb kid hallucinating from a head injury, but even someone as open-minded as Bell hadn\u2019t been able to wrap his brain around the whole truth.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s like before. They\u2019re chasing the mark.\u201d \u201cWho is?\u201d \u201cNot who. What. Your seeing this glyph could put you in danger.\u201d \u201cI don\u2019t give a shit! What\u2019re they going to do? Haunt me? You know how long I\u2019ve been looking for something like this?\u201d Spears knew down to the exact date, because it had been during the search for his missing family that Bell had first seen a glimmer of the supernatural and started on his mad quest.<\/p>\n

Bell had been involved with the other side about one week less than Spears had, only in a far more scholarly, legal, and less violent manner. \u201cSeriously, Mike, I\u2019ve got to see this. I\u2019m not scared.\u201d \u201cYou should be.\u201d \u201cWhere is it carved? I\u2019ll leave now.<\/p>\n

Where are you? I\u2019ll go straight to the airport.\u201d He started walking toward the store. \u201cYou misunderstand me. The glyph is on a person. They\u2019re marked.\u201d After that fully sank in, Bell asked, \u201cYou mean like an escaped slave?\u201d \u201cSomething like that.\u201d \u201cGood Lord \u2026 A sacrifice?\u201d \u201cMost likely, and all that entails.\u201d<\/p>\n

\n

Copyright \u00a9 2026 Correiatech Inc. All rights reserved. No portion of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission from the publisher and copyright holder. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author\u2019s imagination or are used fictionally.<\/p>\n

Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. For information, contact support@ark.press. Hardcover ISBN: 979-8-991641-55-4 Invictus ISBN: 978-1-945649-56-1 eBook ISBN: 978-1-945649-58-5 Audiobook ISBN: 978-1-945649-57-8 Cover design by J.D.M. Cover art by Alex Wisner. ARK Press Los Angeles, CA www.ark.press Printed in the United States of America 1 3 5 7 9 10 8 6 4 2 1kitap1.com\/en PROLOGUE AS THE SUN ROSE OVER THE FRIGID DESERT, Tazoc ripped the head off a thrashing chicken and used its blood to paint symbols around the door.<\/p>\n

This path wasn\u2019t always here. This was a sometimes place. The location and schedule of such erratic things were known to only a select few, and that wisdom was handed down through the ages from priest to priest. It took powerful magic to connect the paths, even for only a minute at a time. The faithful had set this door up for him to do his work. They had picked it up from Home Depot, already in a wooden frame. Tazoc despised humans, but they made some things so very convenient.<\/p>\n

Magic comes from blood, fear, or life. A chicken had just enough of each to complete this work. If it hadn\u2019t, he would\u2019ve had to hurry and find some other animal to sacrifice. Or he could have bled one of the nearby faithful servants. They\u2019d have been honored to die for a greater purpose, but he needed them alive.<\/p>\n

They lived here and knew how to do things like drive and blend in with Americans. The ritual was complete. The door stood alone, surrounded by desert, but when he swung it open, there was an entirely different world on the other side. A better world. A purer world. Tazoc yearned for his homeland, but his duty was here, to protect that better world from the filth and corruption of this lesser one. The hunting party had arrived.<\/p>\n

They walked across naked and unarmed. They brought nothing with them that could be connected to their homeland, not so much as a piece of fabric. Recruited from the Empire\u2019s finest warriors, each of these hunters had been extensively trained and prepared to operate on this side. The lesser watchers who lived here would supply whatever resources these hunters required to complete their assignment.<\/p>\n

Twelve of them filed through the door before the spell ended.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

\n
\n

Table of Contents<\/p>\nToggle<\/span><\/path><\/svg><\/svg><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/a><\/span><\/div>\n