Once upon a time there was a boy called Michael, who loved to spend his time exploring the forest despite the warnings of the townspeople and the concern of his older brother. They all talked about danger lurking in the forest, but that wasn't true at all. It was a beautiful place and there was so much to explore! It was a lot more fun to listen to ( Read more... )

"So... that's a whisky, two strawberry daquiris, and... a diet coke. Got it. Be right back!" She can feel the smile stretching her skin tight, trying to keep the level of cheer expected by The Powers that Be... in this case, the guys running the place. This polyester renaissance horror show that is her job right now, it manages to pay the bills ( Read more... )

Tap, tap on the screen, as one might tap a microphone to test the sound. There, visual broadcast active ( Read more... )

"I wish to do more violence."

Blood.  She would drench herself in it.  Bathe in it.  Wear it like a suit of armor.  It would fall from the skies as the rain fell--in torrents.

Wesley was dead.  He was just a human, nothing, and yet . . .She felt anger for his death, and his loss was an unfamiliar weight she had no will to bear.  Blood was all she ( Read more... )

Briar's wary gaze slid around the unfamiliar room, and he prepared a tiny shoot of power to untie the hemp cords that held knives in place under his shirt, an impractical sheath for anyone but a plant mage. No windows, no visible entrance or exit. Metal walls, metal device above his head, metal pedestal with a partly metal device on it. And as ( Read more... )

This was new ( Read more... )

Although the notion had originally been Fitz's, the aliens latched onto it and so the Extras took it upon themselves to do most of the building for the bonfire. As the day progressed a tall wooden structure took shape in Sanctuary Square, and figures could be spotted on the roof of the Sanctuary itself setting up fireworks. There were also vendors ( Read more... )

James Watson was many things, but whatever he was had changed in recent days apparently, if the number of Extra's on the receiving end of failed attempts at supposed doomsday weapons (if one could call glue and paint filled balloons as doomsday weapons) was anything to go by. Consequently? This meant he was once again, attempting such a plan again ( Read more... )

It was well known among the vampires of Drusilla's world (and, of course, among the people that hunted them) that Drusilla could have been a saint. What they didn't know - what Drusilla kept to herself - was that she could have been a lot of things. A sister, a daughter, a mother. A friend. A comrade. Maybe even a hero ( Read more... )

“All I know is ever since I met you I've stopped using the word ‘never.’”

Beth watched as Mick put a hand up to shield his face from the rising sun. She took a step forward, gently laying her hand over his as she kissed him on the cheek. She closed her eyes, savoring the feeling of her lips against his skin, breathing in his scent.

And then she ( Read more... )