The Seanchan believe the Aiel Da'covale are the best ones they ever had. But what happens when the year and a day ends? #TwitterOfTime
What defines a writer? Finishing a first draft? Victoria is about to find out.
Mother and child share an unbreakable bond. But what if it gets broken? What if the child get taken?
Mist swirled around the wrought iron gate, the intricate design inviting it to play. The movement was almost mischievous, disappearing and re-forming like magic. Pauline stared at it, hypnotised. A shiver startled her awake. ‘Staring at fences while you’re freezing. Well done, Pauline.’ With a grunt, she opened the lock, wondering why they’d bothered to … Continue reading Wails of death
Her eyes follow the birds flying around the castle, their blackness in stark contrast to the pearl white stone. The animals spiral up around one of the many towers, following the round shape up to the pointy roof. They scream as they dive down as one. Before they can repeat the process, half of them … Continue reading The first
Vampires are supposed to be immortal, awe-inspiring, grand and terrifying. That’s what the stories say. I can tell you with confidence, the stories lie. These past few days have been, without exaggeration, the worst of my life. I died. Then lived again. I’ve been trying to find my way back home. The sweet smell of … Continue reading The Last Kiss
You emerge. The soft touch of wind on your cheeks awakes an image in your mind; your backyard from the porch while sipping a beer. Cicadas belting out their flirting songs, shaking their booty like there is no tomorrow. Then, one day, there was no tomorrow. Not for you, not for a while. Until you … Continue reading The happiness of food