It’s always something with her - “get me this,” “bring me that,” “go here,” “go there,” “is my dress pretty?” Her tea was too cold, her bed furs too hot. She wants her hair in a braid, she wants it pulled up into blasphemous cornettes. She should have been shorn of her golden tresses just … Continue reading Lady in waiting
Category: Two Word Tuesday
Tough as nails
Bent framing nails cluttered her desk. Victoria kept her attention on them, trying not to stare at the man across from her who dropped them there. He was familiar. The estranged husband of one of her clients, she dubbed him, The Tyrant. When Van Donovan made an appointment to talk with her, Victoria told her … Continue reading Tough as nails
Acceleration
A trail of clothes led from the front door, down a long hallway, and ended with a small pile of socks and underwear at a bedroom at the back of the house. “Andrea?” Belinda made her way slowly toward her daughter’s room, picking up articles of clothing as she went. “Are you okay?’ The teenager … Continue reading Acceleration
Returning to the nest
A young man, no older than 23 or 24, sat crossed-legged on the cold concrete floor of his cell, his back to the door. His hands rested palms up on his knees, his face upturned toward the only window, high on the 12-foot cinder block wall. Judging from the angle of sun rays pouring through … Continue reading Returning to the nest
The bloom is gone
“My King has already pledged fidelity to Prince Royce, why am I still a prisoner?’ Princess Lucienne was pacing her quarters in her Flower Fortress, tightly squeezing a pillow in her arms. She was imagining the royal advisor, Fox Reed’s neck in her grasp and him gasping for breath as she choked the life out … Continue reading The bloom is gone
All the time in the world
A hint of pink rises in her cheeks Her eyes crinkle with laughter Like little birds, her hands flutter Her heart beats faster She tries to turn away His warmth pulls her in Sparks fly from their fingertips Sending arcs of fire between them Beneath swaying Spanish Moss A soft breeze stirs the sultry air … Continue reading All the time in the world





