Twenty-six Stories

(Herosteve) I might change the title, not sure if it's really what I'm going for. Ik the cover doesn't fit the theme, but whatever... now look, just cause I got a billion other stories going, does not mean I'm ever gonna stop this madness!

"A poem records emotions and moods that lie beyond normal language, that can only be patched together and hinted at metaphorically." ~ Diane Ackerman

To mix things off with these usual tag challenges I receive, I decided to make a short editorial about the answers to each question. Since this is a twenty six day challenge, one part will be released for sure each day, unless something personal comes up that stops me from doing so. This is meant for fun purposes and isn't really serious.

Noctharis is a city governed by an eerie and enigmatic decree: families with a single child face banishment-or worse, execution. Seis Folia Davies, a detective on a quest to uncover the dark truths concealed within this city, encounters Seven Canis Alcaraz, who harbors secrets of his own. Will she ever uncover the truth? cover illustrated by: morimorijulie

My first storybook series! Please do comment and tell my what you think (be honest....yay or nay?) and even post your own ideas. They would be helpful if I get writer's blcok or something and I will definitly credit you on your idea if I use it :P

The flame was wild. Orange everywhere, engulfing everything in its wake. I stared as the fire grew larger, more dangerous. The building collapsed, turning to ash. At the epicenter of this small tragedy was a small white flame, and a girl. I stood perfectly still as I stared. The heat swirled around me. I called out, hoping for a response. The only sound returning was the wail of the fire, and the wood cracked as it fell to the ground. My voice sounded hoarse as I called out again. I advanced into the fire. A soft noise caused me to stop. The only thing louder than the howling flames was her sadness. I moved forward and extended my hand. The fire around her roared. It was then that she realized I was like her. I knelt in front of her and smiled. The fear on her face made the anger rise in me. I had finally found her, and I realized she was no longer strong. "Eaden," I said softly. Her eyes told me everything I needed to know. "My name," I said, "Is Lucia." She began to sob, and I took her into my arms and forced her to her feet. "You are coming with me," I told her. She only nodded, and I led her away from the fire. As we left what remained of her home, I cursed the man that was supposed to protect her. Even I didn't know what I would do to him if I ever laid eyes on him again.

Jhenna 26

A story made up of 26 stories

"The Runt of the Litter" is a historical fiction novel about the mentally retarded in 1800s England. The large manor owned by controlling Sir Douglas Michaels is at breaking point, and all due to the shaming secret their attic holds. The one no one can speak of. While being historically accurate it looks into the lives of the head of the household, his wife, the eldest son, a man who could shape the future and of course... The eyes through the runt of the litter.