Welsh Stories

"We are all a little weird and life's a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it Love." - Dr.Seuss Evelyn May "Eve" Manson 21. Actress. As weird as she is adorable. Ryan Evan "Van" Mccann 23. Musician. As cheeky as he is charming. Bit of Laughter. Bit of music. Bit of booze and love make for one hell of an interesting story, yeah?

In which Orla Howell goes into the love island villa to meet her prince.

Gideon Saint and Wales have had a year of peace since Kit Wren was condemned to the Beggar's Tomb. As for Kit? He's been falling for 300 years, and is about to be tasked with a new and dangerous quest in hope of salvation. An unexpected funeral is about to bring the English and Welsh royal families together in the wake of tragedy, otherwise known as the perfect moment for Kit to strike again. Gideon has the fight of his life ahead of him if he's to keep the peace and save his friends. In the end, he knows the answer to the mystery of Kit's power lies in the mysterious Beggar's Tomb. Dead people live. Living people die. Swords are described in loving detail, people are not. As always Henry V is here and he is fantastic despite being the primary antagonist. Magic, betrayal, murder attempts, dragons. It's situation normal in 1439. As always, this is historical revisionist fiction. It is book 2 in the 'Days of the Dead' Trilogy. Trigger/Content Warning: some profanity throughout. Mild innuendos. A main character's death is discussed at length. Troubled childhood/abuse is discussed. A character with autism is tortured by memories of being put in restraints. The final chapter contains extremely graphic violence and disturbing imagery that may be upsetting to some readers.

A fantasy short story containing Welsh influence, inspired by the instrumental "Pathless" by Aelathen.

Disclaimer: this book includes references to abuse, homophobia, kissing, gayness :) talking about death, strong language, but no smut. RAF training was meant to be a matter of discipline, distance, and duty. For newbie recruit William Jones, it's also about survival. In a world where loving the wrong person is a crime, he's learned to bury his emotions as carefully as classified information. Two weeks. That's all he has to endure before returning to the sky-and possibly to his death. For Sergeant James Hallward, command comes easily. Control does not. Beneath the pressed uniform and steady voice lies a man who notices too much, feels too deeply, and knows exactly what the cost of a single mistake could be-for both of them. As war tightens its grip and London burns under enemy fire, secrecy becomes impossible. When the call comes to defend the city from the air, James and William must face not only the enemy above the clouds-but the truth between them. Because in the chaos of battle, some things can no longer be hidden. And when London is on the line, love may be the most dangerous thing of all.

It's Môr 2!

Aunt Mable has not been seen in the village of Cythry for seventy years. Nobody alive has ever met her. Then, on the day after the war begins, she comes shuffling out of the fog and turns life upside down. For Arthur and his brothers she is a nightmare and they must get rid of her at all costs. They soon discover, however, that ridding themselves of Aunt Mable is not going to be an easy task for she is determined to stay for the entirety of the war.

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"Can't you keep up, Jackson?" I smirk lifting up yet another red cup to my lips. The boy wearing a tight fitting polo shirt glanced at me, shrugging away the close air from the intensity of the people outside. He raises his cup towards me, winking as the antagonising words leave his mouth, "I've got stamina, Bethany." . . . Bethan's moved to the other side of the world. Now she is facing the attention of an entirely new school, a lacrosse player along with a new time zone. Bethan Evans, a British girl moved to the West Coast with her family. Although she's passed her exams for school career isn't over yet- dealing with friendships and feuds along the way. Enters Noah Jackson a swoon-worthy lacrosse player with the accent. He was always up for a challenge so when Bethan tries to introduce the proper way to party, he has no choice but to try and keep up. Join Bethany she battles the stereotypes of her nationality as she keeps up with exclusively American activities that life throws at her. All whilst convincing Noah and their friends she didn't live in London and she definitely does not like tea. #1 lax 04/2021 #1 welsh 05/2021 #1 british 01/2022 COMPLETED & EDITED WORD COUNT: 55,773 NOW AVAILABLE (EDITED) ON PAPERBACK WORLDWIDE ON AMAZON !!

This is a book where you find out all you need to know about horse and ponies!

The girl from Wales met the guy from Ireland and they fell head over heels for each other. They hit it off from the first day they met. Not a day goes by where they don't fall for each other more. This is the story of the Welsh and the Irish.

A journey of escape, self fulfillment and bravery

(First and last chapter are told from Addi's perspective. Once again, I am NOT Addi. I am Olivia. And thanks to Kyleigh, my best friend. Ilysm Ky Ky!!) Addilaide Murphy had always been seen as different. For one, because she rarely ever smiled. And for another, she was a quiet child who didn't talk much either. But she had a secret. Yes, she was Roselie Glyn. The tragic story of a poor sailor'ssailor's daughter, told by those who witnessed that ship get destroyed in the eye of the storm. The townspeople remembered on, and it was told for a long time. The cuckoo bird that Roselie had seen twice, once while playing in her room, and again before she died, played a much, much bigger part then she originally thought. Though she didn't have much time to think before the water closed over her head and her story ended. Or did it.? This story is of the girl beneath the surface.. told through the eyes of the cuckoo bird.

A faerie comes to father a human child on his own. What he does before, after, and during could hold more impact than he knows. There is no good or bad in this world, only what we believe to be true in this very moment. A story told through second-hand accounts and speculation gathered and organized to give the reader a clear and compelling narrative based on grim folklore and whimsy fairytales.

B2 Everyone knows hospitals have basements. But nobody talks about the second one. Sixteen-year-old Gwen rider. begins a placement at a Welsh hospital, expecting nothing more than long shifts, tired nurses, and the constant noise of the emergency department. Then, late one evening, she discovers a lift with a button that isn't listed anywhere in the hospital. B2. She's told never to press it. Naturally, she does. What she finds beneath the hospital isn't an abandoned basement. It's a hidden ward-one that doesn't appear on any plans, has no public records, and is still being used. Patients are taken downstairs and never seen again. Staff refuse to answer questions. And behind locked doors are medical files belonging to people who officially don't exist. Then she finds one with her name on it. She was admitted three weeks before she ever started working there. And according to the file... she's still downstairs.

Hi this is my first book I've written in forever. Its about this girl retracing memories in the supernatural world to figure out why she is locked away and who is watching her. Is it for her own good or is there more sinister things in play. Werewolves, fae, vampires, witches, ghosts all things supernatural and of course romance. Its a work in progress I haven't quite got the plot down fully so we shall see where this goes.

Bio Profile of an OC for Overwatch made as a project for a class, and personal project for later on. Just showing it to a few friends/ peers.

"Scheise" Niamh silently swore when she saw that her only means of escape was surrounded by King Cynwrig's guards. She quickly crawled back towards the cellar and came face to face with peircing grey eyes of Rhys. Niamh has always been an orphan. For as long as she could remember she'd always been alone. Save for her only companion, the old spice seller on the outskirts of Glywsing,she'd never belonged. Her dark skin and unnatural unsettling electric purple eyes made people fear and hate her. Until Rhysland. Cold,quiet, sharp witted and blind. He seems to sense her. Feel her in every crack and crevice of his life. And utterly bewitched by her silohuette and the purple points that represented her eyes. And nothing could stop him from possessing her fully. Not even him.