Growing up with a critical parent takes a toll on a child. They grow into people pleasers, lacking confidence and suffering from self doubt and depression. This can lead to unhealthy relationships in adult life. They often end up with abusers.
I did. For ten years I lived in a hell of my own making. I suffered emotional, financial and sexual abuse. I thought I didn’t deserve better. I thought I w...
She woke with a start, forgetting for a moment where she was. Then it came rushing back. There had been a meeting between her father and the king of this realm. Peace had been bought. She had been taken in an exchange of dignitaries. Call it what you like, it was still obvious that she was a spoil of a war that had never actually happened. As long as she obeyed the rules, Earth would be safe. As l...
He did wish she would stop pretending not to see what was clearly in front of her. She was by no means obtuse, though at times she seemed to wilfully misunderstand him. Was it fear, disinterest, or perhaps even dislike ? She was so very hard to read.
Certainly he had been overt in his pursuit of her affections. Yet she still showed only a polite interest. She made certain never to be alone in hi...
She sat quietly unnoticed in the corner, stroking the host’s cat, and watching the other party goers chatting, dancing and drinking. She briefly wondered if it would be rude to slip away, but then as if sensing her thoughts, her sister wandered over to check on her.
It was so much harder than she had expected. After facing a horde of ice warriors only yesterday, without even breaking a nail, you’d think this would be easy. But, no. This had her terrified.
What would he say? Would he believe her? Would he tell her secret? Would he still like her?
Taking a deep breath, she looked him in the eyes and took off her glasses.
His eyes hint at an old soul, and there is often a hint of sadness there. His skin is clear and baby soft. His Cupid’s bow lips seldom smile, but when they do it lights up a room. His long lashes are the envy of many a woman in the family. It’s unfair a seven year old boy be gifted with such perfect lashes. His sweet button nose has long been a delight. It has been “booped” from day one. His brow ...
She couldn’t remember a time before her exile to Ironwood. Time had ceased to mean anything here. The solitude was at times too much to bear. It was during those times that she was tempted to use the magic that had brought her to this fate.
She longed to see her children one more time; to see HIM one more time. But it could not be. The world believed her dead. After all, she had been put to the ...
