"Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked Xander, my voice void of any emotions. I was in my warrior stance in front of the whole pack. Back straight, hands folded in front of me and feet shoulder-width apart. I know I looked composed because that's my training. Be composed; don't lose control. Don't lose the battle...
Seven hours in an old abandoned sanitarium, with only a flashlight and herself for company. It was a dare done in poor taste, yes, but five and a half hours had gone by without incident, and she only had one and a half more to go. But when the clock strikes three, some things end up not what they seem.
[2021 WATTYS Winner] Giovanna joins a handsome nobleman to save a friend from an arranged marriage, but they discover a plot that may have victims of Venice's Black Death rising from their graves. * * * As a child, Giovanna Visconti learned the arts of bloodletting and elixir brewing from her father with an intent to...