Whispering Woods Witch Now Available!
"I have found love and light in the darkest of places."
I'm super happy to finally say Whispering Woods Witch is now available as an ebook! You can currently get it on:
Barnes & Noble
It's $2.99 normally, but it's included in the Smashwords summer sale (ends August 1st) for $1.50!
If you get it I hope you enjoy it! It's one of my oldest stories and I'm happy it's published now.
In The Dark Preview - Part One
A Different Kind Of Monster
The figure stumbled through the darkness of the alley, one hand fumbling for something to grab hold of. They clutched a trash can, their coughing fit distant at first; and then the retching was so loud it was as if she was standing right next to him.
Stacia wrinkled her nose in disgust.
Stacia’s eyes shifted to the one next to her. Her face was shadowed in the dim light, her expression devoid of emotion. Her tone was low, and there was a hint of threat under the casual calm. It was rare to see Camilla this way, and a shudder ran up Stacia’s spine. It didn’t just chill her to see and hear her friend this way—she liked it. She liked it a lot.
“Yes,” she answered softly. “That’s him.”
Camilla lifted her head a little higher. There was a look in her amber eyes that made Stacia’s heart beat faster. What was she about to do? It was Stacia’s favorite thing to won
Moonlight Queen (Final)
Aylara stared up at the full moon. Its light provided her with an odd comfort, a warmth in her chest. She thought back to not so long ago, walking through the woods after running away, and how the light of the moon guided her. She thought back to longer ago, lying upon the grass next to Hildorna, the light of the moon shining down on them.
Her heart jumped. Hildorna. Her fingers tightened on the windowsill. The moon suddenly blurred through her tears. The thought of her friend still overwhelmed her with sadness, pain, longing, love...
With a shaky sigh, Aylara folded her hands together. She closed her eyes to another memory. When she had attempted her first spell, and the look of awe in Hildorna's eyes, the smile on her lips. The warmth Aylara had felt to see her smile. And the life she had created to bring that smile. Hildorna's face in mind, Aylara whispered. "Niflira."
She opened her eyes, and her hands, releasing a blue butterfly. It fluttered out into the night. A gasp pull
Moonlight Queen (Eight)
The screams were deafening. They pounded through Aylara's head, keeping her tense where she stood. Welcome the queen! Though Vasyl's lips were no longer pressed against hers, Aylara could still feel them. Taste them. It made her heart pound, made her stomach turn, made her eyes water. She placed a trembling hand to her lips, wiping them softly.
Feeling a tug on her arm, she looked at Erana, who was eyeing her questioningly. Aylara forced herself to speak. "I am just... happy," her voice quivered, and she allowed the tears to fall. The princess smiled then, and wrapped her arms around Aylara in an embrace. Happy. She fell under the gaze of many, and they all smiled and laughed. Happy. Look at how happy the new queen is.
Vasyl took one of Aylara's hands in his own. She squeezed tight, very tight. "The queen of Edestria," he said, and cheers followed. She squeezed his hand so tight that her fingernails dug into his flesh. If it bothered him, he did not show it. He did not ev
Moonlight Queen (Seven)
Nothing felt quite real. The next few days happened: Vasyl announcing his marriage to Velda Dunran, a young woman he had met on the way back from his travels to Malska, who was from the kingdom of Beren. They returned home together, and came to the decision to unite in their love. That was the story told.
Aylara's shock to it all had died. She was not quite sure what she felt now, if anything. She awoke each day to be dressed and prepared by her new personal maid, Rusa, and then led to dine with her husband to be, and Erana. Then she spent the day with the young princess, reading books, wandering the garden, or going to the city.
Guards were at Aylara and Erana's sides at all times during their trips to the city. The people wanted a close look at her, curious about their new queen. Aylara forced smiles and spoke to them, most of the time hardly aware of what she was saying.
Aylara had lost track of the days as they all blurred together. She was not sure how long ago she had been fitted
Moonlight Queen (Six)
Aylara was frozen where she stood; her blood running cold. Vasyl stared at her intently, and her lips were parted slightly but no sound came out. She swallowed, throat dry, and then attempted, "what do you mean?"
"Do not continue to do so," he said.
She fell into silence again, not knowing what to say. And so she said the only thing that felt right. "I'm sorry."
Vasyl lifted his head a little, as if he were looking down at her. Aylara's gaze fell to the rich red carpet below. What would he do to her now? Would he allow her to leave peacefully? She doubted so.
"I received the news earlier today," said Vasyl. "The princess of Beren has run away. A young woman with black hair, gray eyes. Your description. I knew that you had secrets, Velda, as the gown you wore when I found you was not one of a commoner. However, I never would have thought it was the princess of Beren I took into my castle."
Aylara released a soft, shaky exhale. She felt breathless. "What now?" she asked. A shudder tingle