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Second Sun Horizon – Chapter One – Part Two
Part One A knock at the door permeated her dreams. At first, she ignored it, assuming one of the children were playing games or perhaps someone was mistaken. “Ilenia?” questioned a familiar voice. Helaia. Groaning and stretching, Ilenia covered her mouth to stymie a yawn. “What is it?” “Can we talk?” “Is it so important ...Infected: Chapter 1
“Somebody help!” A curdling scream came from a young girl’s lips. “Somebody, please! Help me!” The young girl thrashed and jolted in her restraints. She was bound to a metal chair and was screaming at the top of her lungs. Her blonde hair was stuck to her face as sweat came beaming down her face, ...Shadow Field Chronicles, Part I: Declaration
“Today’s the day.” He sits on the edge of his bed, expecting his hands to shake and become slimy with sweat. He expects to hear and feel the pounding of his heart in his ears. He expects an adrenaline rush that causes the pupils to dilate, and the world to become a hazy bottleneck as ...- EnvironmentEntertainmentCreativityParenting & FamilySelf-Help & RelationshipsLifestyleFictionMemoir & AutobiographiesHome & Garden
New Year, New Fear
Paige stood in the middle of the long dirt road with her backside toward her grandparent’s farm. She crossed her arms and gazed upward to observe the darkening mass hovering overhead. Trepidation filled her. Storm clouds had formed a menacing hand with extended fingers that threatened to swoop down and grab ahold of her small, ... The Nightmares (Prologue to The Golden Wolf Stories)
Sleep was the enemy. The dreams had started again. No. Scratch that. They were nightmares. I couldn’t break free of them, and I couldn’t make them stop. Every single one began the same way. I was back in Vegas and I was back in that room. I couldn’t see them, but I could hear the ...Second Sun Horizon – Chapter One – Part One
The caves ran deep beneath Telia Un. Endless veins that forked in every which way, and somewhere within lay its beating heart. Cold air blew like the land exhaled a breath it had held for thousands of years. In the darkness, torch fires threw shadows against the damp walls. Men dressed in a full complement ...The Rogue Gingerbread Man
The gingerbread cookie realized the sheet beneath his body had cooled to room temperature. He knew it was safe to sit up. His cooled, settled frame meant he was no longer in jeopardy of losing an appendage, or worse yet, his head. He lifted his flat, brown noggin, and looked left then right. His fellow ...Room To Grow
Lately I’ve been thinking about endings. I’m horrible at endings in all aspects of my life. I will wait to read the last hundred pages of a book because I don’t want to leave the characters. I took seven years to read Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows. The endings I have experienced have been ...- CreativityParenting & FamilySelf-Help & RelationshipsFictionPoetryMemoir & AutobiographiesHealth & WellnessLifestyle
Behind Books
She sat at her desk, Wondering if life was Worth living beyond the Contents of her mind, Because she found fantasy Kinder then the reality Beyond her bedroom door Where the shouts and hurt Filled the very air She breathed. Drowning in her loneliness, Her friends were the books On her shelves and the birds ... The Finish Line
About two-and-a-half years ago, she bought a treadmill. It was an impulse buy after two kids at the mall had made a rude comment she’d overheard. For six months, the thing sat in the den’s corner, collecting dust. It made a fine coat rack. A flurry of spring cleaning unburied it. A spark of something ...
