Coming down my letterbox, a shiver down my spine

I rush outside to find the streets deserted.

A humble knock is all it takes for me to look inside,

And I see a small envelope inserted.

I gently take it out, and rest it on the stove,

I singe it with a flame and it opens.

A postcard is at view, with small letters backside,

My luck is getting better, I hopens.

"Dear who it may concern, a story is t...

What he brought her was sweet stems of honeysuckle and thorny roses wrapped partially in a wide satin ribbon. It was so out of the blue.

She’d just come from the shower, her hair all turbaned up, a thick terry robe wrapped around her body when she heard the doorbell ring. No one good rings the doorbell at 7 a.m. Her chest clinched. Who? Wha?.

She cracked open the front door—as far as the secu...

**_Keely looked at the note and wondered who it could be from. She had once been very wealthy and had been generous and kind to many with less, but she could not put her finger on who it could be. Life had been hard after her divorce. As her life and money began to fade, she held her head high to make her way through the rubble and forge a new path. She had used her life’s savings to take care of ...

My seventeenth birthday is today. I know it's going to be a huge affair, being the only daughter of the queen, and becoming an adult is a big deal. I step out of my bed, stretching while looking at the view. I loved that view so much, it was of the teal ocean, the palm trees, and the sand.

"Happy birthday Augustina!!"

My ladies in waiting all ran into my room, each hugging me.

"Thank you all so ...

Baron Cumberlyn was perched upon the high-backed chair he sat in at every moment from once he seized it to the very day in which he stared upon fresh feast set in front of him. There were meats, breads, pastries, pies, and more to the content of any man’s heart. He had stacked his plate heavily with a bit of everything there could be adorning the table.

All the while his council sat abound, o...

Wrapped in a golden ribbon, Della furrowed her brow, questioning who could’ve sent her this gift.

Hastily, yet gentle, Della opened the gift.

A blue velvet gown of soft beauty and elegance met her eyes, evoking surprise and a stir of questions.

Who sent this fine gown?

And what is that letter sticking from the corner.

The letter was written in fine script:

_Dear Della Rosette, _

__

_Please m...

“Brave of you to send a letter,” I muttered as I tore open the envelope. But I couldn’t help the curiosity that had sparked.

Dear Queen Reyna,

I know you don’t want to hear from me. But if you’re reading this letter it means you didn’t tear it into peices when you saw it.

From our time spent together I know that you probably didn’t find that funny.

I would apologize but we both know you don’t wa...

She hadn’t spoken to her in years. She didn’t even realize she knew where she had moved to, even though she’d been here for over 10 years To say she was shocked when she opened the mailbox to find a package with her mothers return address on it was an understament. Along with the bills that seemed to pile up this time of the month, was a tiny padded envelope with the address 2322 whispering pines...

Shocked and amazed

Dazed

And hazed

What’s this for

Even the score?

No thanks

It’s a prank

Take it back

I’ll pass...

Thansen’s hands, wrinkled and boney as they were, reached out and pointed a single, jagged, dirty, brown figernail in his captors direction. His hands shook ever so slightly but it was clear who it was directed at. He chattered on,

“Maybe ya don’t deserve what a got for ya. Not many do, or do they? Well, I guess you’ll never know unless I tell you which I would. But I rather not. Though that’s not...