Valentine's Day .. you either love it or hate it. When did it all begin? Will the real St. Valentine please stand up.. So when did all the fanfare begin?
The Symbol of the Bright Star Shine Bright and early came the day of my secret undercover mission. Thunder rumbled and lightning flashed, rain hammering the windows like angry villagers. I groaned, falling back against my covers. “Miss Abigail!” Dorothy pulled my blankets off again. “The day grows old! Get your lazy behind out of… Continue reading The Fourteen Laws of Bristershine Part 3
Not gonna lie, this one gets a bit weird. Hold on for Part 3 though?
I actually love this story, actually. I like period romance, and exploring old worlds. Not for accuracy, but just for the fantasy of it. And first names as last names. Look out for part 2!
Ooooh...wonder what's going to happen in the rest of this weird, over-written teen soap opera I wrote. You tell me. This will probably be forever unfinished, but what would you do with it?
Yea...obviously watched too many princess movies. Remember, love is great, but you are enough, and you don't need a romantic partner to be worthy of life. Also mental health problems don't just disappear, as much as I wished they did when my teen self wrote this. Chapter 3 coming soon!
Another Gem from teenhood. I think I was just trying to write a little bit of everything and anything. Look out for Chapter 2!
...if she had simply accepted what they told her, she would have never realized how wrong they were. Ella’s only true friends at the palace were a servant girl and the sick tutor’s son who replaced him. What’s more, Prince Charming wasn’t that charming after all—he had only wanted to marry her for her beauty! Now that Ella had found out what the Royals and palace life were really like, she knew she couldn’t go on the way she was.
Even though [Arakiel's] virtuous displays are few and far between, they occur enough to make Lucifer wonder whether his brother has gone soft. Lucifer only intended to start a war, not a silly romance between an angel and a demon. He orders Bethany to be burned at the stake in front of an audience of demons and lost souls, but not even hellfire can destroy the young angel.
“There is still red in your lips and in your cheeks. Death has not yet turned them pale…Ah, dear Juliet, why are you still so beautiful?” He doesn’t stop to wonder at how she died, is only plagued with insanity that she is dead.