**_Sage’s POV…_**

  “Father, do I _really_ have to join you?”

 I ask, our footsteps leaving the bridge connecting our home to the rest of the kingdom. An evening, cloudy-day breeze ruffles my hair and gives me goosebumps on my skin, though it feels much more soothing compared to the winter’s chill. It's nice, in general, to see the greens and pinks and other colors  return. 

My father chuckles ...

She is not who she says she is.

She is not my lover.

She is not Anastasia’s friend.

She is a hired killer.

The woman I love has been sent to kill the woman I have been sent to protect—Anastasia.

My lover is a killer.

And now she has a dagger pressed against my throat—but she’s not digging it in.

Why is she not slitting my throat?

If she gets rid of me, it’ll make her job ten time...

As my hands begin to tremble I drop the knife. It hits the ground with a quiet ding that makes me focus on the body that lies before me. It’s just a body. Not living or breathing. Just a body. As I stare at it i hear the door behind me creak open. _Fuck did I not lock the door? _I think to myself. I turn around and look my brother right in the eyes.

“Is that mom?” His voice was broken and quiet a...

I watched from afar, I watched while she left her yoga class; went out for smoothies, charged her electric car, went out for medi pedis, hosted social events for the town. I watched in envoy and jealousy for years wondering what she had that I didn’t, wondering what was so atttractive about her why people flocked to her why me myself couldn’t stop watching and following her. I found myself using h...

God, I loved Amanda. I loved her more than I could ever put into words. She was the light of my life, the vibrance to my days that were bleak and void of color.

Amanda was everything to me. My sun, my moon, and all of my stars. She was perfect for me.

Until she wasn’t.

See, Amanda was like a drug. My drug. She made me feel so loved, so seen. I couldn’t get enough. I kept going back for more and m...

It was a cold empty night and a man named Adam was walking. The sun was setting it was getting dark, but Adam didn’t reach his walking goal for the day. Adam’s phone rang, it was his mom wondering cluelessly where he was. By the this time the sun had set. Now, Adam has no idea where he is, he is lost, afraid, and trembling with fear. After walking aimlessly Adam spots a cabin light and heads towar...

In Yokohama Japan 2019 cold winter night as a snow storm appeared out of no where.

A Forienger from America who was driving through got stuck as the cars engine broke down.

They got out and walked to the vast station which was nearby.

Once they entered they noticed no one was there but the cash register a brunette early 20's green eyes scrolled on her phone.

Once the cashier noticed you sh...

A family moved into the neighborhood they seemed like the perfect family but were they…there was a eldest daughter and a youngest son and a dad they were all normal the mom seemed like a regular wife/mom the husband walks into there room finds a box full of stuff news papers with her face in it and guns and everything he was at the table with his wife shaking pale and nervous he asked his wife she...

My mom. She had me when she was really little just a teenager she didn’t have or she didn’t have her full fun. Her dad wasn’t really a dad he would come back home start shouting and drinks all day and absorbs to violence to her and her mom she went to this bar and she saw a woman the woman was sad for her and she teach her how to shoot and gave her leather jacket she gave her to try a drink and le...

Asha had been abandoned at the temple as a child, cast aside by her family for her fierce temper. In the quiet embrace of the ancient temple, she was nurtured by monks who taught her the ways of discipline and inner balance. There, she mastered martial arts, the delicate strokes of calligraphy, the art of painting, and the refined rituals of tea ceremony; she learned to chant sacred mantras, recit...