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original works: Quest
But no matter how much had changed these past few months – no matter what she had experienced, felt, gained – her story had always been about loss. That’s what it all came down to time and time again.
Here was the biggest loss of her life, and she was losing him all over again. And this time, she had the power to save him. But she didn’t.
original works: FATE&LUCK
His eyes were on her, still looking as though he had struck gold. “The chance of someone ending up here accidentally are one in a biillion. You have defeated all the odds.” The God of Luck grinned at her with the confidence of a predator. “Now roll the dice.”
original works: Falcon
original works: Wild Hearts For Sale
“I know I don’t have much experience with people, but you guys are crazies.”
“Dude. What happens in Azalea Resorts, stays in Azalea Resorts. Now get up here and start swinging!”
original works: Persephone
He did that to me in a few seconds. And that newly found power, that part of me I’d never known, the poison that spread from my heart - he would feel that. I would make him feel that.
original characters: margaret (néé lordes), a monster’s motive
original works: Wild Hearts For Sale
There’s something about summer, isn’t there? And there’s something about us.
original works: St. Deonna
It feels like the storm takes me over. Carefully I look away from the sight in front of me and direct my gaze at the boy. He’s closed his eyes and his small hands are gripping the cardigan I’m wearing over my dress. I don’t know why, but that calms me down. Slowly, the tempest in me subsides, as if I’ve reached the eye of the storm. My heart rate has slowed down again and the adrenaline in my veins seems to transform into something else. Something surer, something smoother. Something more beautiful.
