She calls is a whirlwind romance, but the phrase does not do those two weeks justice. It's all a haze now, a foggy memory of passion and sex. For two weeks she did not go to class, barely saw anything but the inside of her own bedroom. And she saw him ( Read more... )

Morgan looked at Kira with somewhat of a bemused expression when she finished explaining what she'd seen in the old house ( Read more... )

Morgan did not turn on the light. She couldn't see well in the total darkness of her bedroom, but tonight she didn't care. Tonight, she felt like the dead thing she was, not just in body but in soul. Whatever was left of it. She felt cold inside ( Read more... )

She came down the stairs as if time moved in slow motion just for her, a vision in red. Her newest child smirked behind her, showing his fangs.

"Leave us, Jay," she said sweetly, drawing a sword from across her back.

Really?

Morgan grabbed her guns from her side, barely even bothering to aim as she pointed them at the vampire.

That split second was ( Read more... )

For a full five seconds after the other line went dead, Morgan stared at the phone in shock. Then she started cursing, inventive and loud.

"Morgan?" Kenneth asked, taking a step backwards. "Are you okay?"

"Hell no, I'm not okay!" Morgan screamed, and he took another step backwards. "I can't believe it. I trusted them! I worked with them, I fought ( Read more... )

"You've got to be kidding me. Our place is owned by vampires!?"

Morgan looked at the computer screen with wide eyes, and Kenneth nodded. "Through a trail of a half dozen fake companies, it looks like it," he said, sounding as annoyed as she was angry. "Same people who own the checmical plant own this warehouse."

"Great!" Morgan threw up her hands in ( Read more... )

Morgan hated the Otherworlds. Ghosts, spirits, others... none of it followed logic she understood. Here, without a real sun, she could feel its heat and not die. Here, without a real sun, she could not rest ( Read more... )

Kira howled at the red and gold fireworks like a dog howled at the moon ( Read more... )

She never thought that the sun on her face would feel strange, its warmth alien and alarming. Morgan blinked in the brightness, shielding her eyes.

"Mom?" Kira sounded worried and tired. She wavered on her feet.

Morgan lowered her hand and nodded. "I'm alright," she said. She looked curiously at Ashton. "This place isn't real, is it?"

"It's as real as ( Read more... )

In an effort to get active in writing again... Woohoo, I'm participating in 100 Drabbles - 100 Days of Summer challenge. And, as I am determined to someday finish the novel versions of Morgan and her daughters, I am going to try and complete all 100 with Morgan.


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