Hi again! I'm so grateful for your interest in my writing! I had a lot of fun sharing these! Thank you all for the feedback, hopefully I can share some more in the future! Xoxo ***** The snow blew down off the roof and into my face. I didn't think it could get any colder today. I went back inside after my uncomfortable smoke and sipped on my coffee. The sk...
My life was changing. I had been a moderately successful fashion model who had suddenly become a minor celebrity by having my head shaved and appearing as the ancient Egyptian queen Nefertiti in a series of ads and appearances about a new cosmetic line. For a few months I was almost an object of worship for those who were fascinated by my bald head. At firs...
It should've gotten easier with time. Everyone said so. But everyone didn't care what their husbands did. Persephone's husband was loyal to a fault, preferring to dissolve into a pit of depression darker than the deepest hellholes of Tartarus than find another partner during her absence. Amphitrite's husband went on various escapades, but now, she simply j...
The young woman who stands before her is pretty, but not too pretty. Her hair has been braided elegantly, but not too elegantly. Her neckline is low, but not too low, and her dress hugs her body but doesn't draw too much attention. Lady Catherine nods in satisfaction. The local gentry has sent its younger daughters who are of age to court, to see which ones...
West of France, 13th century... The Queen awakened to something soft on her face. The candles had burnt out and it was still dark in the room so she could not think for the moment what it was. Only a faint red glow in the huge stone fireplace indicated the vague shapes in the room high up in the castle of Chinon. Before her eyes could adjust to the dark, th...
In some Asian cultures, August 8 was considered a lucky day, the squaring of the lucky number 8. But for Cassie and her father, it was a black spot on the calendar, a number your eyes skipped over until you had to confront the horrifying reality of it. It was on an August 8 a decade ago that her mother -- her real mother, not Charlotte the pretender -- had k...
This story is pretty short, but there will be additional chapters. I originally wrote it for an anthology that had a pretty severe length restriction. After months of not hearing from them, I've decided to publish it here. * "Sergeant Ridder?" Looking up, I saw a corpsman calling my name. "This way please," he said. Efficiently and impersonally, he led me...
IN HER COUSIN'S FOOTSTEPS - Part Eight "That night? You mean in the sorority?" Lacey sat up and reached for her yoga shorts as she asked. "Yes, THAT night. The blackout... I know... Jesus, I know what happened." Lacey wanted to ask but knew that she had to let Kristi process the new and probably traumatic revelation first. They sat quietly as they dresse...
The Princess stood in the mirror for a long while and observed her reflection in its polished face. The dress was beautiful, accenting her full breasts and bringing out the beauty of her hazel eyes but it couldn’t erase the sadness from them. These days were to be the last fun ones of her life because in a few weeks, she would have to wed Sir Roger Gaufrette...
Christina took a break from her housecleaning and relaxed on the sofa with a cup of hot coffee. She was about to turn on the television when the telephone rang. Christina picked it up and answered with a friendly, "Hello". The commanding voice on the other end of the line was Ms. Naomi Evans the school principal. Ms. Evans announced, "I realize that it's S...