Ring-tailed Tibetan Long-tailed Short-tailed Werecats
Found inspiration for this story while on a walk in December.
The Darkest Child: A Review
Ruthless. Completely ruthless. From the first chapter to the sixty-second. Dear lord, hold onto your butts because this story will bring you to tears, will sicken you with dread.
Review: The Unfortunate Importance of Beauty by Amanda Filipacchi
Genre: Contemporary, magic(al) realism, mysteryMy rating: 2/5Age: Adult / YA (I would say YA, but many on Goodreads say it’s adult. I disagree. But you can decide.) **Contains spoilers** I picked up this book based solely on the title. Felt like reading something light. I have mixed feelings. There are some magic realism bits, which…
Yarelis was a rulebreaker; always had been and always would be—and all she wanted was to be promoted. She had been chosen to be one of the Rabbits, but as soon as the door of her cage swung open, she tore across the field and pushed off the ball of her foot like she used…
N232 sat in a chair, even though standing would have been just as comfortable, and examined the male specimen before her. He had just finished the procedure, the one he had to do once a week. It couldn’t be missed. It was the reason he was still alive.
In the beginning, there is Ama. She is the Flames. She comes first. She comes last. Her Flames can never go out. They have always burned; they will always burn.
Flash 50 Fridays #1
Rules: Story must be exactly 50 words. Must be a complete story (clear beginning, middle, and end). Prompt: For F50F, I’ve chosen the word SECRET as an idea-starter. Take it away. Please share what you write with me! I look forward to seeing your story. Either comment on this post or add the #f50f tag…
It was recess, and they were on the playground, and Jackson needed to pee. The girl wanted him to play with her, but he wanted to pee. Not enough, mind you, to ask the teacher to send him inside with a buddy and actually relieve himself. But enough to not want to swing from bars…
Character Profile: Ishna-nan Jarohiri
Despite his frail appearance, Saku was strong, and within thirty seconds, Jaro’s wrist was already twisted backwards, Saku’s hand curled over in imminent victory. “Now,” Saku said through gritted teeth, “it’s just a matter of time. I will wear you down. You will succumb to our friendship.”
You’ve been painting your wings like a butterfly’s All your life.When you performed Lady Macbeth— “Out, damned spot! Out, I say!”— The students: “Are you an actor?” I am, you think. “I am not,” you say.When you were young: “Your sister is pretty, but you are prettier.” So you were.When you were studying: “You are…