The Stallion and the River Queen story
He was a stallion of the wilds, she a guardian of the river. their worlds had never touched. until now. and so began the tale of nyros and lirha, the river queen — a tale whispered by birds, carried by water, and written in the stars.
Upriver
Green, dappled-reflection water of where the river meets the lake flowing and guiding.
A Look in The Water
Petrie started to fly closer to the river. the stoneglare followed, just as they all hoped it would. ducky watched, glaring, hoping the monster would meet his doom after what he did to her brother.
Shifting Winds: An RVA Story
Lauren rivers, an ex space pirate turned courier and a stellar patrol officer lu ciedias blacksailor, find themselves in the middle of a conspiracy in deep space.
The Girl With The Power - SHORT STORY
Https://www.ko-fi.com/iridescencestudios **"the girl with the power"** **by lauren rivers** there are a lot of names for people like me. cursed, gifted, special.
Fugitive's Trust Chapter 5 Part 2 of 2
There was maybe no more than two meters between him and river's edge. sajani said quietly, "right there is fine." rising from where she'd been seated, she made her way carefully towards the edge of the river.
Swap Meat
Luis thought about it, loosely hugging his giant river otter. "i never thought that this would happen and you'd be okay with it." "so you've been intending to cheat on me this entire time?"
Otterly Huh? What?
Preface: (william is a sea otter, and sammy is an american river otter, thank u) examples of: sea otter !
Endgame - SHORT STORY
Starring lauren rivers isabelle sheridan historian's note: this story takes place shortly after lauren becomes a talwyn master.
Morning Coffee - SHORT STORY
Https://www.ko-fi.com/iridescencestudios **"morning coffee"** **by lauren rivers** plates clinked on the counter as the waitress delivered another mouth watering breakfast to the customers waiting
Blue Moon [Cover + First Chapter]
**"cold blooded"** ** ** **by lauren rivers**
Sugarcane (poetry)
Is it loneliness or boredom that draws meTo this envy that I feel, at the image before me?Why do they send me to distant worlds of my ideals?I pretended we were strangers, curious, unsureYou calm the cortisol in our bloodYour touch is rough, I begged...