16. Future Echoes, Past Reverberations It took two weeks to make arrangements with Ramona's cousin Arnie, and another two before he could pull everything together on his end. Arnie didn't ask any questions about why the instructions were so specific, or so unusual. Mary wasn't sure if she liked that or not. Ramona assured her that he was trustworthy, and th...
Hi all! Annabelle here with the next chapter of HFHM! New reader? This is one of the final chapters of Book Three of Home for Horny Monsters. You really should start at Chapter One. (Don't worry, there will be a Book Four) Returning reader? Welcome back! Not only am I excited to see you again, but I am excited to share this chapter with you! A lot is about...
~~Beatrice~~ This was going to be interesting. And dangerous. And scary. And exciting. Jacob guided them back down into the chamber beneath Three Kings Cemetery. Guess he didn't care if Julias found out where this ritual chamber was. The dragons knew, so, it couldn't have been his most secret, most important, most diabolical location. And considering the a...
He awoke. He could feel the stiffness in his limbs. And then the cold wind blew across him, bringing memory with the chill. The battle he had waged against the dark lord. His companions falling one by one. And finally…alone…surrounded by demons…he was taken. They did not finish him there, but dragged him back to their foul lair. In that darkness he lost...
~~Eric~~ Someone was coming. He sat up in bed, and climbed over Jessy, but she sat up at the same time, and he rolled with the momentum. The floor greeted him, and he wished he'd landed on cheap apartment carpet, not beautiful, designer ceramic tile that had all the softness of Sheryl's soul. "The fuck?" she said. "Someone's coming. I can hear them. Feel...
Hey all! Annabelle here with some more monster goodness! Everybody here on Lit is just so awesome, thank you all for the comments and the feedback. I'm afraid I have hit the point where I am getting so many messages I can't reply to them all (and have time to write), but rest assured that I read all of them! I find your words inspiring-as long as you keep le...
Christ, you think, can't believe he made an easy job a shit one. You were walking home after work, finding yourself incredibly irritated by your boss, who seemed to have a knack for forcing you to do more work than you would usually have to. Today, for example, he ordered you to help him fix the water dispenser in the office, yet you found yourself being the...
Chapter One I sat here, alone on the roof of this tower, the bell tower of this old cathedral. I had been here a long time, nearly as long as the cathedral itself has stood, and it is over five hundred years old. At first glance I was like my stone brethren who adorn the edges of the roof. I look as if I was hauled up here and not used because there was no...
Chapter 1 - Morning in the Garden Astoria Morgan squatted in her garden planting bluebells and pansies. Her straw blond locks spilled out from under her wide-brimmed hat, which she always wore when gardening because, while the sun loved her hair as kindred gold, it was less kind to her delicate ivory skin. Astoria therefore prudently covered up with a pair...
The reply came promptly. Within the hour of sending her message, Helene read the short response. "Meet me Saturday at 12:30 pm on the steps of the front entrance of art gallery. I will be waiting under that large and impressive gargoyle perched above the entrance. You can't miss it. Wear some sensible shoes as we will be doing some walking." Helene was amus...