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His Face Was Carved

I wake stretched out on my bed, my wrists aching, abraded, but healing, and Lunar propped up alongside me looking at me. In my sleepy daze, I could swear the fathomless obsidian depths of his eyes are like windows to

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The Pretty Mask in My Closet

“Rich girls don’t kiss on dares,” I manage. “Too scared?” “Too much to lose.” Which is too close to the truth. He huffs a mirthless laugh. “Sounds like asshole father propaganda to me. Does the Coalition know what he made

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At Father’s Command

That’s today’s excerpt from Incandesce! Want to know / read more about it? For a longer excerpt [beginning “There’s a city under Haven. Steel skeletons of buildings soar there in jagged spikes: the ruins of a magnificent underground metropolis…”], click

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Not Living. Crawling.

Thanks for reading this short teaser from Incandesce! If you want more: For a longer excerpt [beginning “There’s a city under Haven. Steel skeletons of buildings soar there in jagged spikes: the ruins of a magnificent underground metropolis…”], click here.

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Long Time No Laugh

Alright, I’m going to do something I haven’t done in a while. I’m going to write a lighthearted blog post! Aaaah! Is that possible? Yes, why, yes, it is. The events of this year have been pretty harsh for me,

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He Was Abused And I Never Knew, But This Is What I Learned

This is the story about my first love and what happened. And how it’s affected me up to the present. I’ve been wanting to tell this story for a while, but I kept putting it off because, well, in the

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Lie to Everyone, Hold On, and Let the Magnificent Bastard Out

“I’m okay. I’m alright.” That’s what I told everyone. And I thought I was. Yes, I hardly had money for food, hardly had thoughts of the future, had no hope for the past, and no one around me whose shoulder

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A Weird Freaking Christmas Story Inspired by Frosty with a Flamethrower

The catapults lobbed another volley of poisonous presents over the wall of Santa’s stronghold… Actually, maybe I’d better not start the story yet, but explain where it came from first, because it is a really weird story and I feel

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The Lands They Tread Are Damned

A thousand stars burn in the sky, As I trek this barren land. Soldiers crawl the earth behind, The lands they tread all damned. I’m the sole survivor left, The one the foe set free Blood sprayed the wooden floors

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So Cold My Tears Froze

I sprint across the endless gap why is he so far away? My feet – they smash – through empty space – with nothing here and nothing there no wall between us no one to stop us – but I

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Sonya Lano

When I was twenty-two, I ran away to Prague, where I now sing to my black cat (who collects dustballs in her whiskers), eat chocolate for breakfast, and have lemon tarts every Thursday.

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