"Aren't you cold?" I asked him. "Cold?" He took a long blink as if he had to process the meaning behind the word. "Cold. That has little meaning to me........Nothing is as cold as the loneliness in my heart." --- The only thing that Vicki wished for was to be home enjoying this winter resort as a postcard, not to be...
It was suppose to be the end to a perfect weekend. Who knew it would start with a run-in outside a cafe? Before that moment, Maliah Anderson did not foresee meeting, much less running, into an Grim Reaper. I'm sorry, a Death Prince, not a Grim Reaper. Does that really sound any better?
While the moon watched over the City, her eyes held a calm while his eyes held a doubt. Everything would change in a breath of a moment. But would hope bloom before the smoke clears? Also on Royal Road: https://www.royalroad.com/profile/186138/fictions
"And what do you see, when you look in my eyes?" "Secrets; I see secrets that I'd love to be part of." If only he had known exactly what that secret was. He never would have asked her out. Cover Illustrated by Desertfyre Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ikUF0HPIe9o Picspam: http://youreallyshouldtalkmore...
A 2-part short story featuring a Boss and his Secretary. The cover is created by me, but I do not own the photo. I found it online and I think, based on Google, the model's name is Donnell Blaylock Jr Young.
Have you ever heard a shadow speak to you? Have you ever heard its sound? Has it ever given you a choice? What would yours be? Webcomic Version: https://tapastic.com/series/Shadopla This short story is also on FictionPress as well: https://www.fictionpress.com/s/3306895/1/Shadopla
As many time as she had walked down that alley next to her hair salon, this has never happened. That pothole should not have been there. But because it was that day, she fell. And she fell hard. She guessed that since there was a hole there the only natural response would be to fall. So in a sense she expected to...