[Completed] Redaliya wasn't her first name. Before she changed it, what seems like a lifetime ago, she was called Opalescence Alkingsly. This is her story. One that's been forgotten by many in the sands of time. The path she followed help build a foundation for the future. After making a choice that leaves blood on her hands and bringing a curse upon herself, she is on the run. Travelling around to find a cure for her curse, Red stumbles upon a young shifter, Everett. Unable to leave him to fend for himself, she takes him under her protection. With even more of a reason to live she's desperate to survive. When Everett shifts early, Red brings him to the healers to make sure he's all right. While there she realizes her time really is ticking. There are consequences of one's actions; there are no second chances. |Started: June 7, 2019| |Completed: January 28, 2020| |Cover Credit: @Azanthiel| Highest rank: #2 in paranormal - April 14, 2020 Werewolf List: "Other Worlds" Dark Fantasy List: "Shades of Now"

The War has ended. As the dust settles, the human race retreats underground as supernatural beings reign supreme on the surface. Jai-Jai has spent her life in the shadows, raised in webs of lies and distrust. She finally breaks free; only to find herself in the middle of the next brewing war. Thrust into a mismatched group to prevent another apocalypse, her past threatens to obliterate any future hopes of peace. Something sinister is stirring in the shadows, the darkness stands poised, waiting. With weapons that could the wipe out the remains of humankind and the populace crying for blood, the world as they know it is threatened. Can a group of misfits save it all? Updated every Wednesday (Cover by Zatzka) (Edited by NoseDeep) I am constantly editing previous chapters as I write, so any feedback is appreciated!

A young woman who was always the life of the party, quick to tell a joke, always smiling and happy, tragically dies at age 23. What her mother found after her death reflected a much different young woman, her poetry. Her words showed a young woman crying out to feel loved, wanted, beautiful and worthy. Struggling to accept herself as the wonderful, happy, beautiful young woman everyone else saw her as. Her words reflect the pain and torment she allowed another to cause her. It is her mother's most heart felt desire to reach even one young person struggling to accept themselves. To encourage them to open up and talk to someone, to know they are never alone, to know their feelings are validated. She also hopes to reach a mother that perhaps feels her daughter is perfect and completely in charge of her life, as mothers often do. After reading her poetry, hopefully it will facilitate conversation, confirm unconditional love and help to end words that a mother never hears. I am her mother and these are her words.