Concert | #53

“I”ve never been to a concert before, Ale,” Demi murmured. Her sharp fingernails dug into his suit-covered elbow, finding no purchase on the slippery fabric. “I’m a little–” “Entranced?” Ale flashed a winning smile. “You’ll enjoy it, darling. I promise. It’s really very simple.” “That’s what I’m worried about.” “No one will be watching you.Read More

Banter | #52

“Aww, just look at them! So cute–bantering back and forth. It’s almost like they’re–” “Friends,” Helena cut in, her voice as sharp as her narrowed eyes. “Don’t even try, Donovan.” “Try? Me? Whatever did you think I was going to say?” “Something stupid–that might get you killed or worse–assigned to my squadron. I have betterRead More

Breakout | #7

Leona groaned, drooping in the mirror’s reflection as she saw the bright red pimple on her forehead. Still glaringly obvious in spite of the four different home remedies she’d tried. “Stupid, stupid, stupid,” she muttered, half to herself. But it wasn’t the first time her skin had reacted after overuse of her special gifts. ItRead More

Quartz | #6

“Quartz? You mean, like a piece of rock?” Jodie rubbed the back of her head, expression mirroring the absolute confusion she felt at her father’s question. “What’s that got to do with anything?” “You can manipulate it, can’t you?” He demanded, his voice harsh. “Hurry!” “I-I don’t know. I’ve never tried.” “Then try!” “But–but itRead More

Walking Glasses | Pt 2.

Previously: “Darling!” Her father straightened. “Don’t.” “He’s grown complacent,” Lady Alverette hummed. “Thinks that he’s all that—won’t even pay attention to my daughter?” “Our daughter,” he corrected. “Ravina, don’t listen to your mother-” “Ravina,” her mother said, sweetly. “What was that you said about summoning the King’s armory?” PART ONE | PART THREE | PART FOURRead More

Walking Glasses (Friday Fiction)

FRIDAY FICTION : CONTEMPORARY FANTASY “…And that’s your spell?” High Magician Maurous looked down his nose at the grim trainee. “Miss Lucien, you do realize that spell creation is a significant portion of your overall grade and will affect your ability to graduate in a suitable standing for your station?” Ravina Lucien stared back, calmly.Read More

Candy | Prompt #228

Candy. She’s sweet like sticky, salty caramels. Wrapped up in fancy paper, costing twice as much as regular milk caramels. Sticky–because it’s dangerous to even look at her. If I stare too long, she’ll notice. If she doesn’t notice, I’ll die. Salted–because what else would make these wounds hurt so beautifully? Rubbed into every rawRead More

Torch | Prompt #219

PROMPT : TORCH “I’m not carrying a torch for anyone!” Julienne grumbled. She ducked the incoming headslap from her older brother. “Definitely not for that jerk and not even for you.” She scowled. Her older brother, Merton, gave her a withering look. “You’ll have to get over it some time,” he said, disgusted. “A fireRead More