"What are... we?" She thought for a moment. "Men call us elves." Alyssa was ever the rebel, with other dreams than being queen. Like having an adventure. She knew it was never going to happen, until... it did. On her thirteenth birthday she fell into a canyon and found a myth. Two years later, she rode right into it. This is the first part in a seven-book series. Constructive criticism is very welcome; I seek to improve. I try to update at least once a week. - First draft, that I'm currently editing so errors/inconsistency etc might occur. If you come across anything please do comment and I'll correct it asap - DID YOU READ IT? Omg *hugs you to death*

The first time I saw her, in torn denim shorts and a navy blue crop top, swinging the keys of a red Ferrari, her beautiful dark hair swinging back and forth, I thought she was an Angel, sent from the heavens to save me. The Devil could have chosen no better form.

A bundle of short stories in both Dutch and English, tell me what you think! Een bundel korte verhalen in het Engels en Nederlands, laat me weten wat je ervan vindt! ~ De hakken zijn te hoog ~ Esmé wil niets liever dan model worden. Ze zal alles ervoor geven, maar eist ze niet net iets teveel? ~ Vuur ~ Eerst een meisje, dan een jonge vrouw. Zal ze de verschrikking van WOII overleven? #587 in short stories lol

Opgeroepen worden door demonen was niet het plan. Noch was het om vast te komen zitten in hel. Jammergenoeg gaan plannen wel vaker mis voor Mirte.