Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four Trigger warning: graphic sexual content and violence Morning light trickled through leaves and dispersed what was left of the night. Wierna and her guards crouched low, spying on a clearing just ahead of them. Large bushes concealed them from sight. Bandits camped here, their fires low and ...

The cigarette burned orange as it hung off the corner of her lips. One of the few things illuminating in the dark. Brewing storm clouds concealed stars and the moon. She could feel a rain coming, sooner rather than later. A breeze stirred her blonde locks, whipping them across her face briefly before settling down. ...

The storm outside matched my mood. The rain splattered against the windows, and every few minutes, lightning lit up the trees outside, bent against the harsh wind. I usually loved rainstorms and liked to watch from my wide front porch, swaying back and forth on my white wooden porch swing, but I wasn’t ready for ...

“I’m short of the others dreams of being golden and on top It’s not what you painted in my head There’s so much there instead of all the colors that I saw” – Imagine Dragons, Dream *** Aleigha stepped from the train, her dark skin glistening with sweat from the summer heat, her palms shook ...

Part One|Part Two|Part Three _____ He stumbled out of the portal and into the depths of a cave, shivering violently, his teeth gnashing together. Frost tipped his hair, melted on his clothes as the warm air greeted him. A clatter of metal on stone reverberated. Startled, he backpedaled, then noticed a distinct gleam on the ...

Goldfinches and sparrows flit from branch to branch, filling the air with melodic choruses. Daylight warms Jayla’s face and rouses her from a deep sleep. She reaches for her plush blanket but collects something brittle and moist. Startled, Jayla opens her eyes and blinks to clear them. Clasped inside the palms of her hands are ...

I woke up with a warm breath against my neck as the sunlight streamed through the stained glass window above my bed. The headmistress brought this on herself when she put me in the old chapel. I tossed off my pink comforter and hit my companion with my pillow. “Get up. You are going to ...

Part One | Part Two She sat on the steps that preceded the throne. Night encroached, a darkness imposing despite the fervent glow of lit torches. Her garb spoke of a warrior, with leather greaves and a chestplate made of the same. Steel-tipped boots tapped the marble floor, a measure of impatience in the beat. ...