Fiction
-
“An L. Of course it’s an L. The same as that of the man who has hired them? Who is lining girls up at the gate to court? Shocking.”
-
She kissed it, then handed it back. She found her heart fluttering impatient as the vampire peeled it and cast it into the cauldron as the witch started chanting. The apple skin curled, and floated before it settled. It settled, in the shape of an L.
-
Celeste shares her innermost thoughts on Lucien Beauxment with her diary, wondering what it would be like to marry a vampire as old as he.
-
Welcome to the Veiled World, home to your darkest and most secret daydreams.
The Veiled World 