Fantasy, romance and paranormal writer here. Been writing for a short while now. I won’t mind feed backs on anything I write. That’s the only way I can grow and learn you know. Thank you in advance.
Fantasy, romance and paranormal writer here. Been writing for a short while now. I won’t mind feed backs on anything I write. That’s the only way I can grow and learn you know. Thank you in advance.
I had always thought that when I would die, it would be so unexpected, I would probably question my ghost. It might be during an accident like choking on my own food, being electrocuted in my bathtub, falling off a building, hit by a drunk driver or shot by someone. The kind that you would never expect. So there was no time to actually feel the fear squeezing the life out of me.
I had been wrong,...
“That fucking asshole.” Victoria banged the door to her store with a lot more energy than expected. The sound made her pause as she glared at the door, too angry to mind it, yet a little bit concerned as her eyes turned to the hinges. It seemed good, so she stormed her way into the store, her anger too raw and too hot, she barely smiled at the men and women who were picking up clothes and jewelrie...
The place had seemed quiet, in a peaceful way, a couple of hours ago, compared to now.
A work place that had been a safe place.
Anthony had been hitting on Julia again. And though she had a pout on her lips, her eyes occasionally twinkled and she was doing that thing with her hair that proved she enjoyed the attention and could flirt away if she wanted.
Matthew was losing it with whoever he wa...