S - Someone to stay

I - It was our promise

S - Sewn into the telepathic glances

T - Together we could get through it all

E - Even if we were apart

R - Ready to be anything for each other...

The sky full of stars seemed dead and cold;

a place once so magical now hurt to behold.

With my voice, no words I could tell,

as I watched as the dark rose as they fell.

The stars all burned with a dark purple hue.

The stars all burned with the colour of you.

Our sky full of stars was once a treasured memory;

and it’s destruction will have no remedy....

Miles knew that he was cursed to become something. His friends had made sure he knew that when he ingested the corrupted blood of a fallen angel.

And she had never revealed the Brands that claimed her, her deadly sin and heavenly virtue. So instead Miles was left unclaimed and in a void of the unknown.

So when Miles had finally died, six decades later, he was surprised when he was sent straigh...

The Fates. The tattoo parlour was known across the whole world. Queues of people would turn up outside for an unknown artwork that symbolised the rest of their entire life.

You had watched for years as a kid, watched the expressions of those who entered and their reactions afterward.

Some people remained as overjoyed and excited as they were when they entered. Others were red eyed and clawing...

Skylar had been brutalised beyond a human’s imagination. She had lived and breathed the air of Hell for decades before she had lived decades more on Earth. Whilst she was stronger and very much capable of breaking her binds, she was more interested in why she was being held by a group of humans.

They were whispering about her in the room next door and using her magic to read them, she could feel...

As I read the letter addressed to me, from me, I was trying to wrack my memory for when I wrote it. A dear future me letter wasn’t out of the question as I had contemplated it multiple times. I just couldn’t remember ever coming around to writing one, let alone sending it.

I couldn’t deny it was my handwriting, that much I recognised, but it was the words written in that font that I was having a...

My anger burns,

but instead of being fuel,

it’s burning my candle out.

And I

am going nowhere....

Jade was panting for breath and pressed against the wall, taking cover from the gunfire from her own family.

Fighting for her freedom had been no small task and even with Ethan beside her, the breakout and path to freedom had been filled with death and destruction.

Jade was starting to feel the wound in her shoulder. As they took a moment to catch their breath, the high of adrenaline had eased...