Unintended Intruder - Epilog
**Epilog** "Mr... McCain?" "Yes Ma'am," Terry said as the nurse called his name. "There might be some confusion with the paperwork, we have you named as the father of two of our mothers." "Abigale and Marcy?" "Uhm..." "Both are correct," he...
Unintended Intruder - 10
From across the sea there were mountains, and high above all things where nests. Among these high places, above cities and clouds, lived majestic monsters. So grand were they, that the whole of the world feared them. So awesome to behold, that they...
Unintended Intruder - 11
Written by **Arthur Griffin** Edited by **Little Red Wolf** \*DING\* "Hey, Rachel." "Hey, Terry." "How you been?" "Great! I... oh... my God!" "I know," Terry said after he took a dramatic sigh, "I look like I've been mauled by a...
Unintended Intruder - 09
"No... no Jack... no... I'm sorry... I can't come in this week. I just... Thanks Jack." Abigale hung up the phone. Co-workers had been worried about her but she had told them she needed some time. She did not specify, not wanting to rope herself...
Unintended Intruder - 08
The hills were alive with the sounds of romance, and Abigale rested in the embrace of her lair. It had been a long time since the trappings of her human life had mattered to her, and this place allowed her a comfort she had never been able to...
Unintended Intruder - 12
A grueling countdown began at the beginning of the day and caused the clock to drag by as if the whole world were broken. Terry did his morning workout routine, but kept it light, with extra stretching exercises. His meals consisted of extra...
Witch Blood - 05
There was no sound. There was no scent. Rhea leaned against a massive stone and sucked in stale air that seemed to lack nourishment. Every gasp seemed to dissipate without echoes as if the air itself was a smothering blanket. It took a moment for the...
Witch Blood - 06
After spending an unknowable amount of time walking through the wasteland, Rhea decided it was impossibly boring. Sheep may have numbed her brain with their dullness but at least they functioned. There was nothing out here. Rocks stood tall, sound...
Witch Blood 13
"Power is a fantasy," Kenna told her in many different ways. "What separates a lord from a peasant is a fantasy of control. The noble has a fantasy about being closer to God and the peasant believes the lie. If one scrubbed the peasant clean, traded...
Witch Blood 12
The world formed out of fuzzy confusion. Rhea's chest heaved and she found her fists crossed in front of her eyes. She recalled a dream of gruff witch hunters holding her under water and then sticking a thin reed into her lips to breathe through. The...
Witch Blood 14
Rhea opened her eyes and found herself back in her bedroom. Everything was sore ... and she was sweltering. Though her body complained terribly, she stumbled herself upright, wobbled across the room, and threw open the shutters. Sunlight stabbed into...
Witch Blood 17
A startled gasp came from the other side of the door when Rhea knocked. "Anna! Anna! It's me!" The door opened and the room's shapely occupant looked up and down the hall before ushering her friend inside. "What are you doing here?" Annabelle asked...