She stalked through the crowded streets. Nobles and servants fled quickly as flames rose from the buildings. A sly smirk rose from her lips.

Everyone would die tonight. All whom had did her wrong. She slid the smooth iron dagger from the hilt strapped to her thigh.

Her black heels clicked on the stone stairs of the palace. Shoving aside servants; motioning them to leave the castle. Through...

“This isn’t how it is supposed to end…” Is all I could muster as I watch my family home fade into the background. I do not know the men surrounding me or this bear of a man holding me like a bag of rice: sometimes over the shoulder. Gently held with two hands at times. But most definitely thrown on the ground when the bear man decided he wasn’t bear enough.

I am terrified. What person wouldn’t b...

Chaos and tragedy were running wild through the realm. Just how she had planned…

The high seat of the Trinial Accord, the Sepulchral Crown, was on fire. Oaths sealed in water bubbles unraveled and spilled over the edges of the floating isle. Celestial memories, once protected, now bled and screamed back into the ashy skies. Colorful illusions went up in flames. 

And Asra watched it all burn, in he...

He came to my head again, my best friend who died of Asthma .

I was 11 at the time and he was 9, I’ve always had a thing for young ones ..he was the cutest little black dude with an accent I cherish so well.

We grew up the right way and there was no age boundary!

He was almost the same age with my brother but we had a deeper connection with each other.

He’d come to our house and I’d go to his,...

“Today, we burn.”

It is the chant of the women of this town who have been born into this hypocritical, religious sect only for their bodies ability to reproduce. If a woman is unable to conceive, she must remain in repentance as a nurse to the women who are pregnant. For no other reason than the Haven’s desire to remind women of how little they mean. I am the nurse. But I am a person who did not ...

“You must pay”, she yelled. Mary Joseph ran through the city streets wild as she lit fires at random. She loved fire to begin with, but having a reason made her feel that much more exhilerated. She felt like she had a purpose, and her revenge on the city that had killed her sisters would pay.

Her sisters had been persecuted as witches and hung in the town square. She watched as the preacher and ...

When the flames began to rise the terror began to control there eyes .

The smoke became this deadly coat disrupting there view of only you knew the battle they had to face . But the blood you will taste for the words they will waste .

They made me the villian in the story because I was willing to use the power to rise into glory despite me bleeding .

I refused to stay broken in a frame of people...

Acrid smoke stings my nose. It’s the battlefield’s hot breath of relief. I’ve accomplished what I set out to — retribution.

They thought they won, but their hatred created a hatred in me. Now they get to experience it firsthand. May this be a lesson for all in the future: if you cross me, I will destroy everything you ever had.

Boiling, chaotic rage churns my stomach. A battle cry to my left r...

She was supposed to be the new queen. She as supposed to get chosen. She was supposed to have the coronation. But she didn't.

They chose her brother. He was younger and had no idea what to do. Plus, he had never been training for what was to come like she had been. He also had nothing a proper ruler needed to rule a whole realm. They only chose him because he's a boy. Not because he would make ...

Paris burned beneath a storm-torn sky. Lightning split the heavens, and thunder rolled like cannon fire. Notre Dame bled fire and smoke from its wounded towers. The air reeked of ash, charred stone, and the coppery tang of human blood.

From his perch among the shattered statues, Quasimodo stared down at the nightmare below. Vampires swarmed the streets, moving in disciplined packs. Their claws to...