This is where I'll put Fantasy and SF short stories. I decided having them all separately was taking up too much room in the list, is all. So these were the ones that were already here, but I wanted to fix the formatting, and then thought I'd just do this. Now I've figured out how to work Wattpad a bit and all.
And the name on the cover is different because, I don't know, I was just using that for Fantasy writing.
So yeah. Um. New things will turn up sometimes, nothing is in any particular order. And thank you.
The first three stories, for now:
Imperiata: Ishta’eth, demon-slave of Eternal Imperium, has kept the empire safe for a thousand years. When an aging emperor dies without an obvious heir, an interregnum begins, and it is a terrible time of civil war and chaos. All is not lost, however. Ishta’eth is immortal, a ruthless fanatic, and has been organizing the world for longer than most peoples have a recorded history. Determined to ensure the throne is restored and such an interregnum never happens again, she will carry out her plans no matter what price the world must bear.
The Prince of Fey: Prince Ribeag is bored. His world is cruel and violent and bloody, but that is no longer enough for him. He is the most cunning ruler the Tr’nah have had in generations, but that simply makes everything dull. If he wished, Ribeag knows he could win his people’s eternal war with the dark Tn’trith, but cannot see a reason to bother. Instead, he torments his lords, and his subordinate and cousin Bahn, and keeps his royal sister’s fanatical followers at bay. Half-heartedly, he seeks a way to escape his life. Then one day he finds it, by undertaking a quest, but first he must force those around him to let him leave.
//He had my hands pinned tightly above my head as I squirmed beneath him. The blade twisting between his fingers. He held it up to my throat. I was afraid but refused to show it. "Hurt me." I said between gritted teeth. He just gave me a sorrowful glance before driving the dagger into my flesh.//
This is no story of love and happiness. This is a story of death and destruction. One of a man and woman who met one night and not only changed the lives of themselves, but the lives of a whole world of people.
One was fire and one was water. They were perfectly balanced. Until one night when the sun fell just below the tip of the tallest castle, the balance faltered, and all hell broke loose. Fire on fire. This is no memorable story that was told on for generations after. No.
This is a story of the forgotten.
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The prince and princess are forced to marry out of their fathers hatred for one another. Yet, there's a falter to the plan and murder gets involved. Will the two be able to put aside years of pent up hatred, or will love conquer all?
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