Last time I checked Ascendent
IDA promised a lil girl he would save everyone. Then he proceeded to blow up her entire district.
Ascendent IDA is already wild.
Last time I checked Ascendent
IDA promised a lil girl he would save everyone. Then he proceeded to blow up her entire district.
Ascendent IDA is already wild.
Zoe looked over the buttons with absolute confusion. “Okay,” she said slowly, “I’m not even gonna pretend I know what I’m doing.”
revival! i’m back working on the wip now that editing GH isn’t an option until the end of the week.
mc shadowwoman almost got killed, almost killed someone, and puked up a bunch of shadows. she is not doing well. but really, are any of my characters? (no.)
Writing in the 3rd book which is just Nathaniel’s responses to what his wife (mate) wrote.
But I did relax, as the thought that at least this generation wasn’t out to get me started to sink in.
Oh, I was out to get her alright, I was out to get her laid, and couldn’t find the way I thought it was safe enough to bring up, the whole way home. And no, I was sure I could get in her pants the same way I did before: get us both off and go away. That’s not what I was hung up on. I wanted more than that, and I wasn’t sure I’d get what I really wanted. I was worried that I was slinking back into girlfriend territory, so quickly.
I had a handful of girlfriends over the years, and I was mostly loyal… I didn’t cheat while sober. Drunk? It was best if they were with me because I was…careless. That’s the easiest way to put it. At this point, Stephen had cut us all off, and me the most. I had a few bruises because he shifted first, and could make me obey by force. Shouldn’t have picked that fight after half a 5th.
I can’t say I’m an alcoholic in the traditional sense. I stop after 1 drink just fine. I can get drunk without getting plastered—although I don’t. I’ve learned to reason in the earliest stages of inebriation—that’s what helps me to stop. But I don’t think these distinctions make it ok for me to go back and wallow in the bad habits of my childhood. All it takes is one horrific loss and I’m staring at a bottle again, seduced by the idea that I don’t have to think anymore. The weakness is in staying there. Strong people are tempted. Strong or weak, I don’t know where to place me, but I do know that I’m finally past any known stage of brain recovery, since I’m now past 7 years sober.
But I was going through withdrawls while obsessing over her, far more sober than I’ve been for years. Most my Senior year, I came to school still drunk from the night before. I reeked of alcohol often enough. Rachael was very nice to not bring that up, probably because I didn’t stink of the filth that day. I had been deliberately sober to break up with…whoever she was. I had tried the week before but I wasn’t sober enough to make the damn breakup stick.
I didn’t have my liquid courage and wallowed in bad habits. It made her think she wasn’t important. I was just far more lost than she expected.
grumpy vampire got peppermint oil in their eyes and it melted them (peppermint is vampire repellant). oops no more eyes.
Melted their eyes??? ![]()
Can they live without eyes?
plenty of people live without eyes!
but yeah, they have a healing factor. their vision probably won’t be perfect but it will come back.
Upon returning from the battle at Bannock, Prince’s Dalvryn and Dhrunan find that their father died the very morn that their eyesight fell upon their kingdom of old. That which Temulkar laid ruin to in the first of his hatred wars…
All preparations were fulfilled by the kings aid, and they mourned amongst their people. Dalvryn, the heir to the throne doubts his ability to rule, yet has a grave announcement to make. This will be his making, or the ruin of Redstone and it’s utter existence.
Hinged upon a fragile mind, and the hopes of another, Redstone now stands within the devised plans of Astiol’s advance…
For none know when the forces of Astiol will march upon their borders… Only the inevitability of it…
SD
Pissy would concur.
Off-topic but you are the exact type of person I’d want to have writing The Saga of Alister Vale.
Yeah, I know that. But given the fantasy context, I thought maybe their eyes could be their heart or soul or something vital to keep them alive
Anything is possible, after all.
My MC just lost blood to a masquerade-mask wearing vampire. Ofc she didn’t know he was a vampire, and she’s not going to remember either ![]()
Wrote an under 5K short story. Woman gets with a bachelor party memember while she’s in a bachelorette party, doesnt remember the guy. Starts off with telling her therapist everything…
Does the therapist turn out to be that guy?
Nothing!!!
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I’m editing, so hopefully my characters got a little less dumb.
Hopefully.
Yeah. That’s why its short. I wasn’t being that unpredictable.
She gets to go back and sit through a session, not knowing it was him, before she finds out if there’s consequences. And he leaves town shutting down his practice because of an imminent life change,.
So when she calls the baby daddy she calls him right before he goes to his father’s funeral. Therapist had a legit reason to leave and wasnt planning on chasing after her as he’s in over his head, if there was no consequences.
So it has some misdirection to it, but not a ton at under 5K
That’s still a lot of story for under 5k ![]()
Good job!
I have to watch packing this much into regular stories in that tight a space, at times. Lol
This is me all the time