Before Dinner
‘Tonight will be perfect’, she thought, snipping an errant shoot and placing the bonsai tree on the table’s centre. I will be perfect.
‘Tonight will be perfect’, she thought, snipping an errant shoot and placing the bonsai tree on the table’s centre. I will be perfect.
She’s a smoke show.
Gwen barely could focus on the oncoming traffic as she headed for home. What a bitch of a day. All I want to do is rip off this bra and put on the give-up pjs.
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful kingdom.
Bruno Gruff scratched his flea-bitten crotch and stared out the window. His brothers, Barney and Buford, bickered over the last patch of swamp grass. He snif...
Date: September 27, 1491 SCE (Second Current Era)
And as quickly begun, it was finished. White magic. My little sister. Gone.
A dense bluff of silver maples grew behind our house. I’d scamper as quietly as I could in the early evenings that last summer before Dad died. He’d come hom...
So, I’ve been reading my NaNoWriMo novel today and had a brainwave.
“Pansy, did you see what that meathead did?”
This story is a continuation of Artemis’ Nightrise and Nightfall in the Glade
My name is Gracie and I am the Sentinel. I sit on the back of the Alpha’s throne and keep watch. His territory is vast and I must be vigilant. The rear court...