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Sam is the most promising swordsman among this year’s crop of Paladin trainees...and knows it. Brash, cocky, and unbeatable with a sword (well, almost), Sam is the kingdom of Thule’s best hope against the violence wrought by demons. The only problem is that Sam is really Lady Samantha, daughter of the seventeenth Duke of Haywood, and if her father has his way, she’ll be marrying a Paladin, not becoming one. But Sam has never held much interest in playing damsel-in-distress, and so she rescues herself from a lifetime of boredom and matrimonial drudgery. Pity that Tristan Lyons, the Paladin assigned to train her, is none other than the hero of her childhood. He hasn’t recognized her as Lady Samantha--yet-- but if he does, he’ll take away her sword and send her packing. Sam is not the only trainee hiding secrets: Braeden is a half-demon with a dark past that might be unforgivable. Sam, Braeden and Tristan set out for the western coast, charged with rooting out an infestation of demons that has made the West unlivable. As they travel, they uncover a deep-seated corruption of power that threatens to derail everything they stand for. Rebellion stirs, led by a rival faction of warriors who tempt Sam to join them with an irresistible offer. A war between men is coming, and Sam must pick a side. Will saving the kingdom cost her life -- or just her heart? Reminiscent of Mulan, but with a medieval fantasy twist, Paladin is a tale of adventure, action, and romance.

Just some short horror stories. -- Please don't be too critical of me based on my writing near the beginning of these omg

It was a rainy day, in New York no less. One held a cup of coffee, wishing for the rain to stop. One held a hand full of old books, savouring the moment. short story #98 poetry #51

I wonder what the stars did after they'd been wished on. Do they treasure the fleeting moment we'd wished on them, like we do in their falling? Or do they just stay up there and watch us flit by, as they go on to live the rest of their eons? ... My name is Amber Chase. As a kid, things were simple. Life had it's ebb and flow, ups and downs. I wouldn't say it was easy, but it wasn't hell either. More or less, I was the underachieved kid who didn't equal up to anything more than "slightly above average". I wasn't good enough to shine, but I wasn't so bad as to stick out. I stayed a silhouette, and I managed to scrape by just being invisible. I didn't leave much, or take much, I just watched. I was just, there. I had a few friends here and there, but for the most part? People left me alone. There's this one guy. His name was Marcus. He was my best friend, and we clung onto each other. We fought off each other's demons in hard-to-reach places. For a while, things were okay. When we had each other, we bore things better. I was in a rush to grow up, to finally hold the reigns of my life in my own hands, and be more than "just a kid". I had typical dreams and typical aspirations. I wanted to look after a typical, simple happiness. I don't know how this begun. I woke up one day, and I was undeniably alone. The cards I'd laid out all folded. Definitions changed. People dropped off the face of the earth. And I was left with myself, a headful of questions, and a navy blue canvas of familiar stars. Ever since, I've been seeking answers. NOTE: I am rewriting this entire story at a later date. I went back and reread everything... They sounded like disconnected dots. So if you're planning on starting this book? I advise you not to until I give the all clear.

What happens when you cross Cupid's marksmanship with a blind girl and a mute boy? The Answer: something so challenging, priceless, cute and heart-wrenching that nothing could, would or should ever rip them from each other. It was never going to easy. But the light at the end of the tunnel couldn't get any brighter, and the obstacles they would overcome together are beyond what words can say. Blind love. It's back - quietly - with a vengeance.