The human equivalent of a house cat who loves words as much as my feline counterparts love mice, scritches and cuddles; although I do like cuddles too.
The human equivalent of a house cat who loves words as much as my feline counterparts love mice, scritches and cuddles; although I do like cuddles too.
“What is that?” Claire asks pointing to his shoulder; her nose wrinkling in disgust.
Arran cranes his neck to look at the offending item. “Ah, that would be sick,” he said matter-of-factly. “I was in the baby unit tod-“
“You need to get changed,” Claire said now glaring at the dried stain on his shirt.
Arran refrained from rolling his eyes. “I was planning on doing just that,” he said heading ...
Everything was ready and now all Erin had to do was wait till morning. Wait for the best day of her, and hopefully Maria’s, life to start.
Three hours later Erin was staring blearily at the alarm clock sat on her bedside table. The LED screen blinked steadily, displaying the ungodly hour of 2:00am. It had been quite some time since she’d last been awake at such a late, or early, hour and all she...
A gleeful smile spread across the face of the domino masked individual standing before you. Dread fills your stomach as you are backed further into the corner. Their eyes are gleaming and you see a glint of a blade being raised. You can only hope that the others manage to make it out alright; although you wish you’d never gotten separated from them in the first place. There is a second of searing ...