The contest is officially over! And the winners are…. 1st Place: $50 Amazon Gift Card – Heather Vargas 2nd Place: Autographed print copy of The Royal Wizard and bronze dragon head pendant – Logan Keys 3rd Place: Autographed print copy of The Beast Series and metal rose pendant – Kimberly […]
“Both of you tell me you are not one and the same, and yet you remember everything. You know each other’s minds. You know what the other is planning and you let it happen.” The words come in a rush and with them a terrible realization. “You let it happen.” […]
_____ was the first man she’d seen whose scars were a fact of life. On him, they were a testament to his strength and will to survive. At least two of his scars would have been life threatening. He’d received them fighting for his life. As a scientist, _____ should […]
The fantasy made the region around her heart ache. Why couldn’t she have met a guy like this before? Maybe if she had, her life would have turned out differently. Maybe he could have kept her thoughts and dreams occupied with more pleasant things than what those around her were […]
The doc cleared her throat. “In light of the unusual circumstances,”—her tone said just how much of an understatement that was—“I am willing to put aside what happened earlier, for now. I believe it is … not impossible … for us to have a rational conversation. After which, of course, […]
A pot broke in the kitchen. The cook screamed and chased the thief outside, but the wily youth escaped with a loaf of bread to fill a painfully empty belly. The wizard noticed and Woden smiled, savoring his reaction. There again, the girl who’d mourned an old woman’s death. She […]
_____ followed the corridor, feeling colder with each step. She could hear her heart beating out a frantic staccato against her ribs. The sound drowned out any noise her shoes might have made on a regular floor. This one had been designed to muffle it. Her palms were sweating as […]
“You presume me immune to Honorine’s charms?” “I know you to be.” Her fingers travel over my arm. “Innocence was never a lure for you, not even m-mine.” _____ was an innocent the first time she rode alone through the night, slipped into my castle and beneath my bed sheets. […]
“Y-you know who I am?” He chuckles, more of a scoff. “Oh, I know.” He turns and I see his profile, backlit by the fire. He has long wooden stick in his hand to tend the fire; there are no iron pokers in this room. Nothing he could use to […]
____ went for the first thing she could reach. A pillow. In her fright, she didn’t care. She whaled it over his head again and again, until the thing tore apart and feathers rained everywhere. When all that was left in her hand was an empty pillow case, and she […]