Part 1 of this chapter is here.

She licked her lips and drew a deep breath. All right, she could do this. Swallowing hard, she freed herself from the granite-like grasp.

It hurt. It hurt like hell. River ground her teeth, swallowing her cries. She needed to get control of herself so she could pull this off. Okay, that’s better. She drew another ( Read more... )

If you missed Chapter Eighteen, here it is.

Chapter Nineteen

She’d been in old New York for days, studying the statues. The results were terrifying. It seemed not a single one was simply a statue. Every last one had been taken over by a Weeping Angel.

What the hell was she supposed to do with that?

She needed the Doctor, but she already knew he ( Read more... )

So...file this under the "I can't believe I wrote this" category (I could actually do a whole series of "I can't believe I wrote this" if I get up the nerve to post the rest). But here is my first attempt to write a "bedroom scene." Those of you who excel at this sort of writing, kindly remember that this is my "virgin effort." Also keep in mind ( Read more... )