Says the body weeping in front of the canvas.
(this is technically the last sentence in the chapter I haven't finished, since I go over doing edits and stuff and sandwich edits, which i'll never remember, so this is what we get lol)
“… I hate you, but I want my heir back,” she growled. “Very well, set the date and track Mephistopheles. Don’t you dare lay a finger on my heir.”
This is a small spoiler from upcoming chapters and coincidentally the last sentence I wrote kkkkkkkkkHave a lovely day and Happy New Year!! ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ‧₊˚🪄
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"I close the curtains, and pull the jacket up over my head like a taupe-colored shroud - praying I suffocate."
From tomorrow's chapter of "Damsel in the Red Dress" - The first draft which is not quite finished rn.
The calm waters suddenly started to wobble, as if boiling under the pressure of raging fire. Steam raised from the sea, enveloping the Aqualymph in a prison made of vapour. All around her, a triple wall ran from part to part. The sacred waters next to her kept her confined, followed by Queen Eah's magic and, finally, a smoke made of Spectres, enclosing her in a deadly trap. In Aura's mind, Faróel's words repeated, '...don't fight them.'
“And….afterward…I have something I need to tell you.”
“Actually, if you don’t mind, I think I’d like to go talk to him alone.”
Title: NULLED
Last Sentence:
"Sounds like a good idea. I can give you a lift." Landis gestured to his truck.
She dragged us along as if we were being pulled by a leash before saying, “To the place you were looking for.”
IT COOS? the three of them thought the same.
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The flop, the turn, anticipation grows,But the river reveals, and my confidence slows.
In harsh ink were the words, 'attack imminent, trust no one.'
Determined to accomplish her mission, she showed no hesitation, and with the bare swing of her left arm, she cut through the King’s throat, making him fall on the cold floor, his crown slipping from his hand, rolling towards the new queen.
“Can you find a way for his lordship to stop putting off meetings with the Fae Nobles? He uses you and the festival as an excuse to not get bombarded by them but he must speak with them on important, historical matters that are happening right now. He is the Highkin for the gods sake!”
Except from the latest unpublished (as of this post) chapter of my novel, please read, like, comment where you feel it needs improving and subscribe if you like it.
Furiously frantic footsteps found their way towards the City Guard Barracks for the second time in a single day.
When he came back to himself, he was yards away, and the messenger was on the ground with blood spurting from his nose.
For the first time since this case started we laughed together
Good. I thought. She’s awake.
Mine is from my latest chapter:
'I wonder how that went.'
Thompson must have arcane talents because Conri couldn't help but smile.
Gotta love best friends who know how to cheer each other up
"Wake up, you fool!” His Highness hissed out. “You’re going to die!”
fresh off gdocs and the piping hot mess that is my fried brain