Crimson Wars: Blood Sisters (Chapter 03)
DROP 03: TIME FOR CHANGE
The aqua-haired girl. Fear and excitement both flooded me, fighting for control. I felt like I needed to run into the last stall, shut the door and hide. But at the same time, I wanted nothing more to talk to this slim, short person before. If she even was a person.
I opened my mouth, unsure if I was going to scream, or unleash a barrage of questions. Before I could speak, the girl put her finger under my chin and lifted it closed. I stared with puzzled eyes, and she smiled sheepishly.
"Before you say anything..." she said, with that smooth, mesmerizing voice. "I wanted to let you know, that everything that happened at the pier...I never want you to tell that to anyone. Ever."
It was my turn to nod, feeling quite sheepish myself.
She stared into my eyes with her own red orbs, smiling. "You can talk now."
"Oh my freaking gosh!" I
Dark Dayz: VR Dawn (Chapter 01)
BIT 01: SPAWNED
Darkness consumed my senses, and I felt as if I were traveling through a windy tunnel in a speeding car. Cold air flushed around me, and without warning, I fell away from what had been the character creation screen.
As I plummeted, I looked to my arms and legs; they were bare, along with the rest of my body. Bit by bit, clothes appeared on my being. Jet-black boots came first, followed by dark pants that climbed, stopping just above my waist. An armored vest manifested on my torso, a longsword on my hip, and a long dark green coat. With a final blast of air, I touched the ground, falling to one knee.
The only source of light came from a crimson moon. In every direction were large trees, crooked and broken branches jutting out every which way. The dirt, or something else, left a foul stink hanging in the air. I couldn’t place it, but its stench even made
GodForge - Book 1 - Forge of the Mind (Chapter 00)
COMPONENT 00: THE RITUAL
“I’m sorry my son; there is no other path.” The beastly minotaur loomed over the defenseless youth of only ten dark moon cycles.
The restrained boy wasn't different from others his age. Except for short, steer horns. Two races' blood rushed through his veins.
Only having just discovered the laboratory of his father, he now lamented his journey.
Angon stared at the humanoid bull. His terrified tear-swollen eyes trembled.
He feared him, maybe because he had never met a full-blooded monster? Because he didn’t accept that his mother paired with something ugly? It was probable that his fear derived from his so-called 'father' attacking him at the gate, knocking him senseless and binding him above a glowing runic circle.
“I know...” the beast choked. “You assume I’m an evil minotaur.
Omega Virus - Book 1 - Beta Hour (Chapter 01)
LEVEL 01: SURVIVAL HORROR
Groans came from the nearby shufflers. As a fellow slave to normalcy, I gave them my full support. Mornings at Milpeg High sucked. My locker jammed. I wedged my fingers into the sliver of an opening and pulled harder. The door creaked in protest but held fast.
“Ow! Son of a—!” I yanked my hand back. A dot of red formed on my finger. “Wonderful.”
Game design class made my junior year better. The joy of being able to create and manipulate a world had become second to none, yet the locker of doom stood in my way. I needed that book. I slammed my head into the door and sighed.
I froze. What did someone want with me? I looked back with caution; a trap. Tiffany Gainsborough stood a few feet away, hands on her hips, cheeks red, and out of breath.
Severed Chains - Book 1 - Fateless (Chapter 00)
LINK 00: ZOLOMON’S REPORT
Blood. The metallic stench of blood hung heavily in the air. I flipped open my phone to check the time. My evac wouldn't arrive for another eighteen minutes. The smell of blood did not prove to be a good sign. I picked up the pace. My sneakers smacked the wooden floors of the aging penitentiary. It would soon be shut down for good. Too many unsightly horrors had occurred in its one hundred and twenty years. I'd bared witness to some of the possessions myself, and they were far from publicity stunts. Demons were real, and they weren't the only ones seeking out vengeance; angels did as well.
I rounded a corner, heading for the front security guard's desk. The smell of blood grew heavier. I cursed under my breath; of all the times to have been late for my shift. Fate had held me up, and I barely managed to give them the slip. Their presence grew in the small Midwestern county of Belmont. My husband and I feared the worst, and for a g