****Copyrighted**** 'Tell me you don't feel it.' He whispered against my lips, and the trembling that had ceased at the feel of his lips against mine began again with renewed vigor. 'Tell me it's not what you want, and I'll go. You'll never have to see me again.' Swallowing, I looked up at the eyes that had entranced...
Chapter One of a story I started. I'm only posting chapter one to get some feedback so I can see what works and what doesn't. It was a normal assignment: "parent" an egg for two weeks to learn about responsibility. For Kyle, however, the end of the assignment brings about a whole new beginning.
What would you do if tales of old stayed true to the original text? Would you like them more than the remade Disney tales? You might find yourself trapped in the whirlwind of folk tales, of the stories that were meant to scare children into listening to their parents. Read to find out! This is a copy of The Grimm Br...
The land of Radenor is in need of salvation: the royal family and court are corrupt to their very core and full of vipers and backstabbers, the church is malevolent, people are starving, death has become a frequent guest of the mendicant people. A betrayed princess sacrifices herself to get vengeance for her ruined m...
Thousands of years ago, one of Sherath's distant ancestors refused to take on a quest. The task has to be done - it's vitally important - but nobody knows exactly what it is. Their race is dying out, and time is running out; and until Sherath comes into his full powers, he can't do it anyway. They have been waiting th...
Born with glowing green eyes. Destined for rotten luck. Peasant girl Meya Hild was 'given' the opportunity to become a Lady. At swordpoint. By mercenaries. Engaged to a dying nobleman. Poisoned with one month to live. Tasked to loot a castle. In a kingdom running out of resources. Little did Meya know this shenanigan...