Narrator: a teenager of 13 years who’d never been shocked to the core, before…

Part 1: the unassuming exposition

I woke up in a Minecraft world. Whether it was a creative world or a survival one, I didn’t know but happened to wonder.

A donkey peered inside my mud house, its two eyes pixelated by 2 inch by two inch squares, and overall it was life size. I touched the grass black beneath me, and as...

Fortuna had long awaited the full moon. The thought of witnessing such a beautiful planet on a dusky display, a shimmering sphere glowing through the burdensome blackness, lighting her way—was magical. Maybe it would be the thought of it that was more appealing than the phenomena itself. But Fortuna didn't mind.

She'd prepared herself for this occasion, fancied herself up with a fur-lined coat, ...

Blooming flowers, arranged eloquently.
Rows of loved ones,
all dressed exquisitely.

Him.
Standing there, handsome and adorable,
one hand holding the other to slow the tremble of his nerves.

The music plays — my favorite song.
And I walk,
nervous but more excited than ever.

Him.
The love of my life.

One foot in front of the other.
Not long left.
My dress trails elegantly behind me.
Little girls...

She always picked the ripest ones first—the deep blue ones that bled purple when she pressed too hard and stained her fingers a deep violet. Every summer she came to this field, her mother’s old basket swinging from her arm, the air thick with sun and memory. It smelled of crushed fruit—thick, dizzy, and warm. Familiar. It smelled of her.

Her mother used to say the bushes liked her best, that the...

The Apocalypse for the human race started when my brother and I were in Amsterdam. We were doing a ten-day trip that started in Paris and ended in Amsterdam. We were there for the Red Light District. I ain't going to short-change you or sugarcoat it; that's what we were there for. Hell, we dropped our luggage off and walked on over there. I remember how casual we were about it, as though there was...

“Gather,” Father Tribius’s voice rang like the toll of a cursed bell over his minuscule crowd of vampires. “And let us make a toast to our glorious Crimson Moon celebration. For tonight, we shall feast on the blood of our prey. Mercilessly. Viciously. Unforgivably!”

A haunting yet melodic cacophany of laughter erupted from the pale-skinned fellow vampires before him. Underneath the glimmer of mo...

In the beginning there was one city one “united” city. Elves, Dawrves, and humans all lived together in harmony until Malcifer came to the world and screamed a discordant sound forcing the city to break up and spilt into four cities. The largest of them all Airnavmy was made to be powerful and clean. Hera pera the city mirrors, was ruled by a tryant who loved himself so much that he made it a rule...

Birthday party

Sweet sixteen

Fun and hearty

Mean girls scream

Blood and gore

Is their passion

Wanting more

Never ration

Pretty princess

Teenage dream

Random kindness

Girls not seen

Casting spells

To counter evil

Girls do kill

For the Devil...

It was supposed to be a nice quiet Halloween night with the family. Just the blood relatives. But it became the night to dismember when the werewolves showed up.

Now, not every Halloween is a full moon, but this one was. And I had warned the family that we should go to Vlad’s house instead of mine. After all, he has guards with dogs and we would have had lots of protection. After all, Vlad d...

Shifting uncomfortably in his bespoke suit, Prime Minister Royal Johnson fantasized about beheading his tailor. Rubbing his neck, he thought tight suit aside it was a very good day. The lingering haze from the forest fires in The Veil made for spectacular sunsets. And the news heralds were reporting food riots at Avianna’s capitol. That meant no other heads of state would be cluttering up his awar...