Monday, October 30, 2017

Final Performance (TW Ellen)

“You’ll be fine, Elle,” Laura told the five year old female wolf. “Besides, Peter has already told Derek that if he steps on your feet that he won’t be going to the batting cages for a month. Dad, even agreed with Peter on the punishment. And we both know how pouty, Der gets if he doesn’t get to do his sports.”

Ellen giggled as she thought about the last time Derek had been without his sports. He had worn a frown for weeks before Talia had relented and allowed him out of the house. But he had been miserable for all those days with not being allowed to leave the house except for school. David had not be allowed to go to Hale house either to spend time with friend, for fear of riling up his friend.

But what if I make a mistake?” she hesitantly asked Laura with wide brown eyes.

The fourteen year old looked down at her friend and hugged her. When Laura pulled away, blue eyes met brown, “Then you make it seem as if it was part of the routine. If you don’t react to it, then no one is going to know.”

Ellen’s brown eyes widened slightly as she heard Laura’s words, “You promise?”

I promise,” the older girl swore as she squeezed one of the Ellen’s hands. “For now, though let’s finish getting you ready for your dance." Laura picked up the white foundation and brush.

She quickly began to pale out Ellen's caramel colored skin, so she looked pale like death. Both girls could hear Derek in the next room grumbling as Talia and Elizabeth put Derek in similar makeup. Ellen's giggles brought a smile to Laura's face, her friend and godsister had been racked with nerves the last few days as Peter had them practice the dance until Derek wasn't stepping on her feet. Laura could taste the nervousness in the air, but she knew that Ellen could do it.

Laura did quick work with Ellen's makeup, she enjoyed Ellen's giggles from the brush as it tickled her skin. Soon enough, the five year old girl was ready with her makeup and dress. She was sill missing her shoes but Laura helped her friend into the kitten heeled dance shoes.

"Okay, you're ready to go. Let's see if we can find Derek," Laura suggested as she helped Ellen down from the counter top she sat on.

Hand in hand the two girls made their to the dressing room next door. The door open, for the pair to step inside. Laura gasped as she took in the sight of her little brother. He looked a lot like Gomez Adams, the fourteen year old laughed at her brothers pouty face that didn't fit with the suave and smooth man.

"Oh Der, look at you little brother," Laura teased as she stood behind Ellen. "Nice work, mom."

"Thank you, it took a while to get the mustache down. He wouldn't stay still," Talia remarked as she frowned at her son. "Ellen, you look so beautiful. Are you both ready?"

The pair who were set dance reluctantly nodded. Talia motioned for them to wait out of sight, not fair from the ballroom. The group of dancers on the floor finished and passed the pair. Ellen's grip on Derek's hand tightened before they made their way out onto the floor.

She trailed after Derek, as they took their first position. Patiently, they waited for the music to start. The opening beats began and the pair took off into the steps they had practiced. It went smoothly, at one point while Ellen was spun away from Derek, she tripped slightly on her skirt. But she caught herself before she fell on the floor to hurt herself. Derek was quick to catch her and move on with the dance.

After three minutes, the pair were tired as they finished the dance. Both were panting as they moved back stage. Once out of view, Ellen cried out an apology for almost falling. Derek hugged her tightly. "Don't worry, no one noticed, Ellen. You're fine. I didn't step on your toes," he joked to try and stop her from crying.

Ellen giggled as she realized that Derek was right. All of her worrying about Derek stepping on her feet had been for nothing. Instead, she had been the one to make a mistake. Ellen knew that her parents, Talia, and Peter had seen the mistake. Disappointment emanated from her little self in quiet waves. Ellen didn't hear the applause as she tried to fight the tears that stung her eyes.


A/N: Sorry guys I thought that I would have this finished but I don't. I'll get back to it in December. Happy early Halloween. I won't be posting tomorrow so I wanted to wish you all those now.

Also, there won't be any posts in November since I'll be doing NaNoWriMo, again. This is my third consecutive year. I've given myself the goal of writing 2000 words per day, I did okay for the first couple of days with this last year. I am hoping to actually hit the 50000 word mark but if I don't, it's not the complete end of the world.

See you all in December with Christmas and Holiday themed pieces. 


Friday, October 27, 2017

Practice, Practice, Practice (TW Ellen)

Ellen looked between her mom and the open door. She wondered where Talia had gone but didn't ask. She grabbed the teddy bear that sat next to her and clutched him tightly to her chest. The soft brown bear had been a gift upon her birth, funnily enough Derek had given him to her.

She waited in impatience silence for something to happen. Her socked feet began tapping against the hard wood floor. With closed eyes Ellen's feet moved through the paso steps that she had known for weeks now. In her head she could see herself doing her parts of the dance, with Derek if he didn't step on her toes.

Footsteps broke Ellen from her thoughts, she turned to see Peter Hale enter the room. With excited eyes, Ellen jumped to her feet and threw herself at the beta werewolf. Peter chuckled as he caught the five year old, he lifted her into the air and hugged her, he rubbed his nose against his cheek to scent the young wolf.

"Peter, why are you here?" she demands as she looks at the blue eyed werewolf.

"Well, a little birdie told me that you and Derek won't be doing the Halloween recital," Peter answered as he threw a frown in Derek's direction.

Derek glowered at his uncle’s not so subtle hint. He wasn’t going to deal with Peter, he turned back to the window to let Ellen handle his uncle. Peter was wrapped around Ellen’s fingers, he easily gave in to every whim and desire. It was both amusing and annoying to the Hale family, but Talia enjoyed seeing the softer side of her little brother, who was the enforcer for both Hale and Night Packs.

Ellen nodded her head in agreement with Peter's comment."Nope, we're not going it."

"Might I inquire as to why you aren't doing the recital? I was looking forward to seeing your paso doble routine with the costumes," Peter said as he looked at Ellen with a soft frown.

Guilt ate inside Ellen's stomach, she didn't want to let down Peter. He was one of her favorite people. He always made time to play with her. She pouted softly before she told Peter the truth, "Because I don't want Derek to step on my feet anymore. It hurts to dance when my toes are in pain."

Peter's blue eyes widened as he looked at Derek. He knew his nephew could do a paso doble without hurting his partner. He frowned when he caught sight of Derek's blank expression. "Well, I think that just means more practice for the both of you," Peter suggested as he looked back down at Ellen.

Derek growled at his uncle's suggestion. But he didn't fight him, instead, he got up and followed his uncle to the room that was used as a dance studio. Talia had wanted all of her children to know how to dance, no exceptions. Even her nieces and nephews had to learn this skill. Ellen's father had learned to dance with Talia and both Ellen and David were learning.

"All right, let's see how you two regularly dance. Maybe a different set of eyes will help," Peter suggested as he moved to the CD player to play the music.

Ellen took up their first position, her back to Derek and her gaze on the floor. With quick counts, Derek started the paso and Peter watched with critical eyes. (Since I have no idea how to write dance steps, I would like to refer you to watching a paso doble on YT.) 

After the music came to a stop, the pair separated. Ellen's feet in pain from Derek stepping on her feet. Both listened as Peter gave them their notes. He made both them start over again, with the suggestions he gave. The second try was better, not perfect but better. He tried to fine tune his ideas to help and had them do it one more time.

Their third attempt was much better, Peter praised the pair and suggested they keep practicing. He left the room, he wasn't surprised to see Talia and Elizabeth outside. The three peeked through the gap to see that Ellen and Derek were getting better with their dance. It looked like they might actually do the recital if they kept the good practice up.


A/N: Sorry for not posting on Wednesday. I got busy but I might be adding more to this piece on Monday. There will also be a few announcements so stay tuned for those.

Monday, October 23, 2017

Stubborn Werewolves (TW)

Ellen looked at her mom with wide confused eyes. "But I don't wanna do the paso with Derek. He's too tall!" Ellen whined as she sent said boy a glare.

"Ellen, you and Derek have been working on the paso for weeks. Why don't you want to do the recital with him?" Elizabeth Night asked her daughter with a frown on her face.

The five year old brunette's brown eyes looked at Derek's green gaze. She took in the frown and furrowed brows that often frightened the younger pack members. But Ellen had never been afraid of Derek, much to her brother's frustration. "Mama, he'll step on my toes, again," she muttered the last part.

Derek's frown deepened as he heard Eleanor's comment about stepping on her feet. It had happened once, and to be fair she had stepped away too late. "You're no cupcake, Eleanor," he mumbled as he glared out the window.

Two sighs came from the bickering children's mothers. Talia knelt down in front of her god-daughter, she studied the five year old girl in front of her. She looked very much like both her father and her mother. The young werewolf stubbornly looked down at her black mary-jane shoes, refusing to look into the dark eyes of Talia Hale.

"Ellen, don't you want to show your family what you've learned in your dance classes?" Talia asked as she gently brushed a piece of brown hair behind her ear.

Ellen's eyes flashed from brown to golden amber as her emotions got the better of her. "No."

Talia sighed but moved away knowing that she wouldn't win against her god-daughter. The Hale alpha shared a look with Elizabeth. She got up and moved to her office to make a phone call.

Ellen sat in her spot on the floor, avoiding everyone's gaze. Derek was in the window seat, he let his attention stay on the others who were playing outside. Elizabeth sat in one of the arm chairs with a frown as she looked between the five year old girl and eleven year old boy.

Elizabeth knew Derek and Ellen were close, closer than the two packs truly knew. Ellen and Derek often gravitated towards each other, just naturally. Sometimes, like today, they would be  stubborn but not want to leave the other. Both were waiting for the other to give in to doing the recital. But neither was willing to admit it. She sighed as she waited for the big guns to arrive.


Saturday, October 21, 2017

A Day for Potions

Zara sat in the window seat and looked at the view. The evergreens stood tall and proud as the seasonal trees glowed against the dark background. Shades of gold and rich red were easily distinguishable and created a warmth of burning embers. With the sky gray and ominous, it was enjoyable for the witch. The energy from the day, soothed the magic into a soft vibration. A light trickle of rain fell from the sky but no one appeared to be bothered.

It was the perfect day to brew potions. Zara moved to the small cauldron in her room. With quick movement the ingredients were gathered and ready to be brewed. The potion was a simple one, nothing horrible, just one for minor aches and pains. As, Zara knew that rain bothered her Nana's joints. She never minded making remedies for her Nana. Nana had taught Zara a lot about her magical abilities. She enjoyed the lessons she learned. It was a wonderful passing of the torch for the Oro family.


Wednesday, October 18, 2017

Autumnal Magic

With the arrival of October, the witches know it is now time. They all begin to brew their potions and cast their spells for Samhain, a new year for all of those who practiced magic. Autumnal breezes blow the golden colored leaves, as the air smells clean as if it had rained.

Leaves crinkle and crack as they are stepped upon. They crunch loudly when they are jumped on. Piles of orange and yellow leaves are seen all over the town. Pumpkins in shades of white, gray, and orange decorated stoops and doors of homes and businesses. All were in the festive spirit of All Hallow's Eve as it approached.

Monday, October 16, 2017

Fun Weekend

Chrys watched as the trees whizzed past her in a daze, the conversation from the front seat between Isabelle and Enya was one Chrys had heard before. She had shared a similar conversation with Enya a few days earlier. In the seat next to her Willow snapped pictures with her phone, Chrys knew her digital camera was in the brown leather backpack at her feet.

"Yo, Chrys are you awake?" Ayden asked with a thump to the back of Chrys' seat.

Chrys spun to look around her seat to look at Ayden, "I'm awake, I'm just tired. I had a long night last night," she answered as she sent her friend a grin.

Soon, they arrived at William's Farm and Orchards. They all hopped out of the car and made their way around the farm. It was a busy weekend for the far, the group looked around for the rest of their friends.

"Should we text the others to find out where they are?" Willow wondered as she looked at her friends.

Enya nodded as she pulled out her phone to send the others a text. Chrys knew they had planned to do the corn maze later that night around dusk. But it was still pretty early, so they would be able to do other activities.

Soon, they found the rest of their group of friends. Hugs and greetings were passed around, before they all decided to look around at the various vendors and food stalls. It's a nice day for the group as they wait for the time to do the corn maze.


Friday, October 13, 2017

Haunted Dreams

There in front of Tomas sat Ava, as she often prepared for various formal events. She was distorted in gray scale instead of color, he noted that she was transparent. He could easily imagine that she wasn't there but she was.

With a step back, Tomas attempted to retreat only to run into the doorway. The noise caused Ava to stop her preparations. She looks over at Tomas with a surprised look.

"Tomas, why are you here?" Ava harshly asked as she looked at her husband. A sharp glare crossed through her eyes.

Tomas ignored Ava's question. "You're not here. You are dead," he growled as he shook his head.

At the words, Ava froze, her lips slightly open as she looked at Tomas with confusion. Her eyebrows pulled together, a familiar sight to the King. "Dead?" she hesitantly asked as if she didn't want to believe her husband's words.

“Yes, dead,” Tomas bluntly stated with an irritated expression.

“Oh,” she softly said as the words sank into her thoughts.

With slow blinks, Ava’s gaze moved to the floor, her eyes watered with tears. Her thoughts riddled with questions and denial. She was not dead, she couldn’t be. Ava had been in her room preparing the Hallows Eve Festival Madolvina held every year.

“What is the date, Tomas?” she asked as she looked up at her husband.

“Why do you care, Ava? You are DEAD!” he angrily huffed. He turned away from the Princess and left her alone in her rooms.

Ava glared at Tomas’ retreating form with ire. “Don’t you dare walk away from me Tomas!” she commanded.

Tomas came to a screeching halt as Ava suddenly appeared in front of him. Her once golden brown eyes sharply regarded her husband. His blue-gray eyes were frightened, he stepped away from his dead wife. She had never been this much trouble when she was alive.

“What is the date, Tomas?” she growled at the King of Maldovina. Her eyes flashed a vibrant scarlet color that glowed against the darkness of the hallway.

Tomas babbled an unintelligible answer. Fear consuming his thoughts as he was caught in her gaze. The anger in her eyes frightened him, he felt chills run down his spine.

"It is .... Eleven years past your death, Ava," he informed her with an annoyed tone.


Wednesday, October 11, 2017


The castle loomed against the horizon as Era looked at the weathered brick monument from the wrought-iron gates. Her lilac eyes moved back and forth as she studied the forbidden building with suspicion.

Havenwood Castle had haunted Era's dreams for the last few months, and she couldn't understand why. As a child everyone in Havenwood, stories were told about the castle and who had lived there. Rumor of a vampire residing in the castle was quite popular.

With a sigh, Era moved away from the gate. As she walked back to her home, the hair on the back of her neck stood up. Tingles ran up and down her spine, before she looked over her shoulder to see nothing. Era looked around to see nothing but trees and the road before her.

She shrugged as began to make the trip back home. All the while with the feeling that something or someone was watching her.

Monday, October 9, 2017

October Rain

Giggles echoed on the pavement, as the rain fell through the canopy of orange and gold leaves. Despite the gloomy weather, the four year old girl enjoyed the falling water. Her red-brown hair bopped along as she bounced from puddle to puddle. The soft pink boots that adorned her feet created large splashes as she jumped in the air.

The splashing water wet her father's beige khakis and black rain boots. Thomas St. Rose didn't mind, he rather enjoyed these little moments with his youngest child and only daughter, Artemis. He had done the same with Christian and Henry when they had found love in jumping into large puddles from the falling rain.

"Up, Daddy. Up," Artemis demanded as she lifted her arms up for her father.

The doctor chuckled before he offered his hands out to Artemis. She tightly grasped the hands and lifted her legs. Her laughter increasing as her dad lifted her a foot off the ground, then swiftly lowered her. Artemis threw her legs down to catch the puddle and make bigger splashes.

As the rain continuously fell, the father daughter duo made the short journey back home. The trip always came to a stop to splash and kick at the water, as Artemis enjoyed the puddles.

Original: September 21, 2017
Revised: October 9, 2017

This is a revised edition of a previous piece that I wrote in my journal.

Friday, October 6, 2017

Forgotten Ghosts

Tomas stared at his wife with wide eyes. Disbelief in his features as he truly saw her as if for the first time. "No, you can't be here," he shakily uttered as he looked into her gray eyes. The Maldovina King stepped back as Ava moved forward. Shaking his head he continued to back away until he hit the wall behind him.

"Tomas," the disjointed silky voice, that sounded only slightly like Ava. With a pale white hand, Ava reached out to caress the King's cheek.

"You aren't real. You're DEAD!" he exclaimed as he shifted to his right to escape her cold touch.

With a gasp the King sat up in his bed. He feverishly looked around his private rooms, searching. The ghostly figure of his long deceased wife nowhere in sight. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he buried his face in his hands, in an effort to calm himself.

"It wasn't real," he told himself as he left his bed. He pulled on a robe and exited his chambers. His guards absent, as they usually were in the late night hours.

With a resounded sigh, the King made his way across the palace. He had not entered the East Wing of the Palace since the siege. The same siege that freed him of his cold wife and made him King. As he looked at the familiar hallway, memories filled his thoughts. Many enjoyable ones of the past, without Princess Ava.

At the approach of her forgotten quarters, Tomas hesitated in opening the door. He had never loved his wife, their marriage had been a political arrangement between their fathers. He never cared for her, she was merely a toy to keep on his arm for events. Ava was never any use to him, he enjoyed to annoy his regal wife.

She was frigid and often angered easily. Upon her passing, he had gained the freedom he had wanted since their marriage. Many of their staff had adored her but he never understood why. She was boring and plain with her brown hair and dark eyes, she resembled the does he often had hunted for sport.

Anger filled the King, she would not dictate his life anymore. Ava had been dead for eleven years. She was all but forgotten now, her name erased from all documents. When his reign came to an end, no one would remember Princess Ava, the dead wife of King Tomas.

He entered her chambers and looked around the dusty room. Everything was covered in a thick layer of dust. The room was bright from the light that filtered in through the windows, a large panel fell upon the vanity. Tomas turned to see something most unexpected.


Wednesday, October 4, 2017

Heading to the Pumpkin Patch

"Avis it's time to go!"

Avis winced at her mom's tone, she looked at her white familiar. "Well, Cleo, it looks like I'm late, again," she sighed as she grabbed her bag off her desk.

As the sixteen year old witch left she casually threw over her shoulder, "I'll see you when I get back, Cleopatra."

Avis ran down the stairs and quickly made her way to the living room. She saw her mom, dad, brother, and sister all waiting for her. She pinched her face at their annoyed glances. "Sorry," she mumbled as she walked past her siblings to head out the door to her father's car.

The sixteen year quickly climbed into the back seat. She watched with watchful blue eyes as Enver moved towards his car, Lynx doing the same. Avis figured she was on her own with her parents, with a sigh she sank into the leather seat and looked out the window. As she studied the large pine trees that lined one side of their Victorian style home, her parents joined her in the car.

"Ready to find some awesome pumpkins, this year, Avis?"

Avis looked from the window to see her dad looking at her from the rear view mirror. She smiled at the familiarity of it all. "Yeah, I have a few ideas for my pumpkins already," she answered as they drove through the little town of Eden.

It was only nine thirty, but the town was bustling with business. Halloween was the season that everyone in Eden enjoyed the most. Avis smiled as they passed her godmother, Artemis St. Rose's office, the lights off. She hoped that Artemis would be at the Riker Orchards. She wanted to see her godmother and her best friend Athena St. Rose, and Venus and Calliope.

"Already?" her mom asked as she spun to look at Avis.

The honey blonde looked at her mom with a coy grin, "Yeah, but I'm not telling. You'll have to wait to see what I come up with."

Jack chuckled at the banter between his wife and youngest daughter. He enjoyed these peaceful moments with his children and spouse, they were quite rare now with Enver and Lynx in college and moved out of their home. But they always came together for holidays and he cherished these moments.


A/N: This is a semi-sequel to last year's Pumpkin Picking piece. You can find them in last years October blogs.

Monday, October 2, 2017

Leaf Pile

Amy Carter stood in the massive meadow, that was apart of the Wayne Manor grounds. The yard was enclosed by many deciduous trees, with a small trail that led to the meadow. The six year old girl took in the bright reds and orange golds that surrounded her with a brilliant smile, she  spun in a slow circle as the leaves rained down around her in a fluttering breeze.

She dropped into the pile of leaves that Alfred had raked earlier in the day with a giggle. Her gaze on the sky that was full of dancing leaves. With a deep breath she closed her eyes and enjoyed the silence except for the nature that took place in the trees.

"You know, I don't understand why you brought me out here," thirteen year old Bruce Wayne complained as he looked down at Amy.

Amy's brown eyes snapped open as she jerked her head up to look at Bruce. Her childhood friend had become even more of a downer since becoming a teenager. She knew he was struggling still with the loss of his parents, three years had done little for his grief. Amelia's parents, who were close friends with the Wayne family had tried to help Alfred Pennyworth with Bruce. But he rarely interacted with people anymore. Amelia who adored Bruce and had crush on him was determined to not give up on him.

She stood up from the pile, and marched over to Bruce, who stood a few feet from the edge of the pile. Leaves clung to Amy's legs but she didn't care, she huffed as she moved behind Bruce and pushed against his back. She wasn't getting anywhere, he stood taller than her. Not to mention the teenager was older and heavier in weight.

"Come on, Bruce!" she whined as she tried to push him again.

Bruce did not budge, he just rolled his eyes at Amy's attempts to move him.

"You used to play with me all the time!" she cried out as she sent the teenager an intense glare.

With a annoyed sigh, Bruce let  himself free fall into the pile. Amy's giggles reached his ears, as she saw the wave of leaves that flew into the air. She jumped into the foliage and landed next to Bruce, her face turned to meet his gaze.

Her smile made the boy freeze, he hadn't realized how much he missed moments like these. Amy attempted to get to act like a normal child after his parents' passing. But he just wanted to be alone, she was stubborn and pig headed, never giving up on him. He smiled at his six year old friend and turned to look at the gray sky.

A/N: It's October, which means autumnal themed pieces all month. Just a reminder, I won't be posting in November due to NaNoWriMo. To keep up with my progress you can find me at twitter, I'll be making a post for my various social media later in the month.

Friday, September 29, 2017

Sleeping Birds

Amy paused on the stairs as she caught sight of her children. Bruce stood beside his wife, one step lower than her, and followed her gaze. From their view, Amy and Bruce could see all four of their sons asleep on the floor.

The petite brunette looked at her husband with soft eyes before she spoke, "I wonder what caused that to happen."

Amelia Wayne smiled as she watched Bruce study the lounge from his spot with a furrowed frown and intense stare. A giggle escaped her lips at her husband's face.

"They held a movie marathon during the night, Mrs. Wayne," a crisp English lilt commented.

Amy and Bruce looked down to see Alfred Pennyworth in the hallway. The Wayne Butler held a feather duster in on hand and rag in his pocket.

"I'm not going to ask what they were watching," she muttered as she passed her husband to move down the stairs.

In the entrance of the family room, she pulled out her cell phone and took a few pictures. It was rare that the boys spent time like this together. She enjoyed moments like the one in front of her.

Bruce wrapped an arm around Amy's waist as they watched the sleeping boys. All cuddled together in a cute pile. Amy smiled at the sight of her robins.


Wednesday, September 27, 2017

Forsaken and Forgotten

One of three is she, eyes of light lavender which glow draw all in.

Valaria gazed out the window, her violet eyes glazed. Her focus not on the vast forest in front of her, but on her master and king. She knew that Zera and Duma had been called by Edric, yet she had not. With a clenched heart, worry moved through Valaria's empty veins. Thoughts of her King not wanting to see her clouded her mind. Questions echoed constantly. Did she do something to displease her Master? Had she offended him in someway?

So many thoughts and questions all speaking loudly. Her fists clenched tightly with her nails digging into the palms of her hands.

Forgotten and forsaken by the one she loves...


Monday, September 25, 2017

Current Favorites

Hey everyone, not a story or poem today. I'm going to talk about some of my favorites, that I've been obsessed with lately.

Yu-Gi-Oh: I totally watched the original show when I was kid. I've been getting back into it. I now have an OC in the Yugi'verse. I'll make a post later about her. But this brings back a lot of nostalgia for me. I've even started to watch the spin-offs. I didn't watch GX or 5D's, but I was very much against Zexal when it started to air. I'm not very far into GX, but so far I'm enjoying it.

Pirates of Caribbean: This is another childhood favorite, I also have an OC in this 'verse as well. The love story of Elizabeth and Will was one of my favorites growing up. When Pirates 5 came out, I was so happy that we would get some conclusion to Willabeth. But apparently, we're getting a Pirates 6 that will focus on Willabeth and Davy Jones... I'm interested to see what will happen, because the end credit scene left a lot of unanswered questions.

Original Work: I don't know if I mentioned this, but one of my new year's resolutions for 2017 was to write a little bit everyday. I've been doing my writing at night, before bed to help unwind. I've finished my second journal, and started my third. So far, the first few entries are original works. I'm glad that I've been able to branch out and do more original work. Hopefully I'll be able to produce more for the blog.

BBC Space Race: This is the newest one, but my dad and I saw the first episode last night on PBS. I did some research and found out that it's an old show, it was aired in 2005. But my dad and I really enjoyed it, and I found a YouTube channel that had all four episodes, so my dad and I can keep watching.

That is everything, but I do have some honorable mentions. Teen Wolf, it's reached its finale and I'm sad but I can't wait to see the episode. I haven't watched yet, so no spoilers. Star Trek Discovery, this just started last night, and I haven't seen it yet, but I'm excited. I grew up on Star Trek, so I'm excited to see where this goes.

See you on Wednesday with a story. It will more than likely be a pre-written one from one of my journals.

Friday, September 22, 2017

Cafe Meals

Persephone smiled as she saw Hades, he sat at the wrought-iron table outside the cute little cafe they both like. She sat down across from the God of the Underworld and enjoyed his silver-blue eyes widening.

"Hello Hades," she greeted as she looked at her husband.

"Persephone," Hades sighed as he looked at his now mahogany haired wife, he could see hints of blonde as the last day of summer ended. "Ready for autumn?"

She rose her chin as she her green eyes met his, "Always, besides, I have missed Cerberus. Spring and Summer are wonderful, but Autumn and Winter are the holidays that bring everyone closer together with Thanksgiving and Christmas."

 Hades nodded his smile brightening at her observation. "I'm glad that I get to spend those holidays with you, along with Halloween and New Years," he reminded her before he took a sip of his coffee.

"Me too," she fondly replied as the waiter approached to take her order.

The Goddess of Spring and Queen of the Underworld smiled as she ordered a pumpkin spice latte with cinnamon waffles. As they waited for their food to arrive, the couple talked what had happened in the months that Persephone had been away from their home.

Hades held her hand in his own, gently brushing his thumb against her knuckles. He had missed her, the months where she was away were lonely. But these six months with her were the ones he cherished the most.

Wednesday, September 20, 2017

Back to School

With a final look in the mirror Kit looked at her outfit, her brown hair was tousled to keep the long dark brown strands away from her face. With a nod that it was a good outfit, Kit Swann sat in the burgundy armchair and placed her feet in boots. The zippers smoothing went up with a satisfied zipp sound. The brunette headed downstairs to see her dad and sister in the kitchen, she quickly joined her twin and father at the table.

She smiled as she saw the contents on her plate. "Thanks Liz," she told her sister as she happily dug into the french toast.

"You're welcome, Kit," Liz replied as she gave Kit a smile.

"Are you both excited for today? First day of senior year," their dad asked as he looked between the twins.

Kit and Liz peered at each other from the corners of their eyes. Kit nodded, while she chewed her breakfast, leaving Liz to answer the question.

"A little nervous, but it will be nice to see everyone who we didn't get to see over summer," Liz told their father as she took a sip of her orange juice.

"Good good," Warren Swann commented as he turned his attention back to the newspaper in front of him. While, Kit and Liz went back to their breakfast.

Soon, it was time for the Swann twins to depart for the day. Kit put her plate in the sink, before she ran towards the entryway. She grabbed her bag, and moved towards Liz's car, since her twin had wanted to drive for the first day.


Monday, September 18, 2017

Early Return

She sat in his lap, curled up against him. Her head rested on his shoulder, and listened as he breathed. Cerberus sat at Hades feet, his three heads all fast asleep from the excitement of the day. Persephone returned happily to Hades, leaving the summer for the autumnal start.


Friday, September 15, 2017

Slow Creep

slowly almost unnoticeable
the temperature begins to fall
one degree or two every few days

soon, the sweaters appear
along with the thicker pants
the boots that vary in height
join the collection
scarves and hats in tones of
mauve and burgundy

the wind blows the golden
leaves from their branches
the crisp crunch which jolts
the senses when stepped upon
brings a smile

the tea mugs sing
as they are filled with tea
green tea with lemon
vanilla chai
caramel apple

autumn has begun its slow creep
into the summer, with nary
a whisper


Wednesday, September 13, 2017

Kit and James

"James," Katherine sighed as she looked at the familiar face. She hadn't seen James in a few months, her heart beat a little faster at the sight of him.

"Kit, are you all right?" James asked as he looked at the soft brunette who was trapped behind steel bars.

Kit sent him a wary smile, "I'm fine. Where have you been? We couldn't find you after you left."

James reached out and held one of her hands. "You wouldn't believe me, and I'm just happy to be home. Let's see if we can get you out of here," he said as he pulled the keys from his pocket.


Monday, September 11, 2017

Lost Sibling

two stood together
twins they were called
one east
the other west

siblings, strong as ever
until one day

that fateful day
sixteen years passed

a lost sibling
in fiery ruins

she weeped for the 
loss of her twin
but she stood
tall and strong for her 

now as the years have passed
she stands in memory for her lost sibling
ready to face the world and what's to come


Friday, September 8, 2017

Scorned Woman

Artemis looked at Adam and Damon Cross with a raised eyebrow as they stood in front of her desk. "Well, well, if it isn't los hermanos Cruz (the Cross brothers)," she commented as she tilted her head to sneer at the duo.

"Artemis," Damon acknowledged with a slight nod. His eyes meeting hers and silently pleading for her help.

"What do you want?" she demanded in an annoyed tone. When she had parted ways with brothers, they had made it clear that they did not trust her. She had been abandoned by the two people who she had ever called friends. The betrayal stung as she looked from one brother to the other, neither of them seemed comfortable in her presence.

"We need your help," Damon answered as he took a hesitant step forward.

"No," she said as she turned away to look out the window behind her. The blinds open, allowing her to see the setting sun, in all of it's glory. The skyline was a dark red ombre that faded into a lilac gold as the twilight hour began.

Damon froze as he looked at the huntress in surprise. "But--" he started.

"No, whatever mess you and your pendejo hermano (idiot brother) got yourselves into is for you to solve on your own. That was why you both forced me to leave the compound. Neither of you wanted to help me when I needed it. In fact I distinctly remember a death threat somewhere in your words," she interrupted as she spun around to glare at the brothers.

"Get out," she coolly demanded as she pointed a finger at the door behind the pair. "You're not welcome here."

"Artemis," Damon pleaded as he looked at her.

"Get out!" At her command the brothers flew out the door. Each colliding into the wall outside before slumping into the ground.

The door closed firmly in front of the duo, while Artemis took deep breathes to try and calm herself down. Her abilities rarely worked, only when she was too emotional, did they manifest. Seeing the Cross brothers brought a flood of emotions she didn't want to dwell on ever again.


Wednesday, September 6, 2017

Honest Ramblings (Journal 1)

There are days like today where my brain can't focus. It slips and changes. Concentration... well that's not happening. It's flown out the window like wisp in wind. Distractions are evident everywhere, my thoughts can't stay on a single idea. Growling from my stomach makes the task more daunting. Here I am writing for the day without an idea. I'm simply rambling as I try to focus on anything other than how tired I feel or my grumbling stomach that wants to eat a bowl of Count Chocula.

Inspiration has struck like lightning. Rambling blog posts, kind of like diary entries. Just of whatever I'm feeling or going through... Only for those days like today where I can't focus. I want to blame the smoke filled air for my scattered brain.


Monday, September 4, 2017

Memories and Reunions

Season 1 Ep 1: Wolf Moon

I stood in line behind my friend Selene (Jelli this is you!) as I waited for my turn to sign the library book shelf that held the school's previous library years.

"I'm so excited Elle. After this day we'll officially be seniors," Selene said as she bounced on her feet.

I shook my head at my best friend."We were already seniors when last year's seniors graduated," I told her with a smile as we moved forward.

"True, but this just make it even more official you know," She said as she looked at me. "Besides this is a piece of our legacy that we're leaving behind."

"True, but I can't help but feel bad. I mean, David never got the chance to do this," I tell her with a sad smile. The tears start to sting as I think about my older brother, who died when I was seven.

He had been twelve at the time of the accident. The accident that had taken not only my big brother but also my mom and dad. I had been left as an orphan that day, and my uncle, Beacon Hills' current Sheriff had been the one to tell me.

Selene looked at me with a sad smile. "Sorry, I forgot," she said as she pulled me into a hug.

I wrapped my arms around her. "It's alright. I'm just being sentimental," I tell her. I pull away, as I notice just much closer we are. We're only a few people away from the front now.

"It's totally rational to be, especially for all of the milestones that you've gone through," Selene told me a firm nod.

I laughed at her. She was right, like always. "Look you're next," I tell her as we were now literally in front of the shelf.

She took the pen and signed her initials on the shelf. "There," she stated as she held out the pen for me.

I took the pen and glanced at the shelf. I quickly spotted a familiar set of initials DH. The handwriting was his. I looked just below his initials to see in the same bold script DN.

I quickly place EAN next to the DH initials. Then, I walked away, while wiping the tear from my cheek.

Selene walked with me out of the library. It was a somber moment for us. "Did you see David's initials?" I asked as we walked through the hallways back to the parking lot.

"Yeah, do think he did them before... you know," Selene trailed off.

The Hale Fire was a bit of a taboo subject in Beacon Hills. It was a subject that none of us really knew how to talk about it.

As we reached the parking lot, I looked at her. "Yeah, I think he did. The handwriting was the same. And they were best friends, so it makes sense that Derek would put David's initials there. I think most people forget that Derek lost his best friend," I replied as we moved towards our cars.

"Well, at least we know that David wasn't forgotten. I'll see in the morning," Selene said as she pulled me in for another hug. I smiled as I pulled away from my best friend.

"Yup, I'll see you in the morning," I tell her as I get into my audi. It had been a birthday gift to myself with my inheritance money.

I watched Selene pull away from BHHS parking lot. As I followed her car, my thoughts wandered to Derek and where he was.

It was a short drive from the high school back to my uncle's house, where I had lived since the accident. I pulled into my spot, and didn't see Stiles' Jeep, I wasn't sure where he could have gone but I too concerned.

Just as I climbed out of my car, Stiles' familiar blue Jeep pulled into the driveway with the cruiser just behind it. I winced at that the realization that whatever Stiles had done, must have been involved with Uncle Noah's job.

"Hey Stiles," I greeted as he climbed out of his Jeep.

"Ellen," he said in surprise as he looked at me with wide eyes.

"Inside Stiles, now," Uncle Noah ordered as he got out of the cruiser, his finger pointed at the front door. I frowned at Stiles kicked puppy face, but I knew that my uncle would not fall for it.

I moved to stand beside my uncle, as Stiles shuffled inside. His pace was slow and reluctant, he had done something to upset Uncle Noah, but I didn't have a clue.

With the door shut, I looked up at Uncle Noah, his green eyes full of frustration. "What did he do this time?" I asked as listened to Stiles climb up the stairs to his room.

Uncle Noah sighed in frustration, before he answered. "I found Stiles when the department and I were out searching. He's been listening in on my phone calls again."

I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "Sorry to hear about that Uncle Noah, are you going back out?"

"Nope, I called it a night, we'll continue the search in the morning. While, both you and Stiles are at school," he answered as he nudged me towards the door. I gave in to the not so subtle hint.

"Night Uncle Noah," I said as I climbed the stairs to get ready for bed.

I quickly went through my nightly routine before I clamored up into my bed, and fell asleep against the grey comforter.

In the morning, I woke up and got ready for my classes. I was nervous about starting my first day of classes, but I knew that I would be okay, as we would probably go over rules and the syllabus for the semester.

 I had gone through my classes quickly, I was more nervous about going to Beacon Hills Preserve later today. Stiles, my cousin, had volunteered himself and me to help Scott McCall on of our friends to go and help find his inhaler.

I was already upset with Stiles about going out to the preserve alone last night, while his father (and my Uncle, the town Sheriff mind you) was out there working. Some joggers had found half of a body last night, and Stiles being Stiles, had taken it upon himself and Scott to go and look for the other half.

Scott got bit last night, while Stiles didn't believe that it was wolf. I knew exactly what had bitten Scott... It was a werewolf, an alpha to be more specific. I had thought that I was the only Alpha wolf in Beacon Hills but if there was a new Alpha in my territory there would be a fight and soon. There was no way that there could be two alphas in one area without a fight for territory. I had shivers running up and down my spine for most of the day.

The final bell of the day rang, allowing all of us Seniors in Mr. White's English class to leave. Selene and I headed towards our lockers, we were both chatting about our classes.

"Hey wanna go for a snack at BHP?" Selene asked as I sorted through my stuff that was in my locker, deciding what to take home and what to leave.

"I can't, Stiles needs my help with something. So, I'm going to be with him and Scott. Maybe tomorrow?" I asked as I looked at my BFF.

She looked fabulous as always, while I was wearing a floral skirt, white sleeveless shirt, my brown leather jacket, with some black knee high socks and my light brown booties. I hated being so short, I practically live in heels and wedges.

"For sure, tomorrow then. I'll see you later, lovely," Selene said as she sprinted down the hall.

"See you tomorrow, S," I called with a wave as I headed in the opposite direction towards the parking lot. I smirked as I raised an eyebrow to see Scott and Stiles leaning against my car.

I sighed and shook my head, before pressing the unlocked button on my keys. Stiles smiled at me as he opened the passenger door and got in. Scott quickly climbed into the back seat.

I moved quickly towards my car. "Hi guys," I said as I got in, tossing my bag in the backseat with Scott.

"Hey, Elle," both them replied.

"Remind me again, why are we taking my car to the Preserve?" I asked as I checked to see that I was clear to leave the parking lot. I pulled out of my spot and drove towards the Beacon Hills Preserve. I pulled up in front of the No Trespassing sign, I so didn't want to do this but Stiles and Scott weren't going to give up.

"Do I really have to go?" I asked as I looked at the pair.

"Yes," Stiles said. I sighed and got out of the car. I knew that if I didn't Stiles would be tempted to pull me out.

We walked through the woods, while Scott tried to recall where exactly he had dropped his inhaler. Stiles made the inevitable werewolf joke, I cringed because I knew it was true. Stiles didn't even realize that he was living with one.

"This is it, this is where I lost my inhaler last night," Scott said as we came to a stop. I looked around me, there wasn't anything but leaves on the ground. A faint scent that was familiar to me, it was close.

I looked up to see a pair of green eyes that I didn't think I would ever see again. I quickly tapped Stiles on the shoulder to get his attention.

Stiles looked up with wide eyes as he saw that we were being watched. Stiles quickly poked Scott, Scott paused in his searching to look up and see Derek Hale.

"What are you doing here? Huh?" he asked as he looked at the three of us. "This is private property."

"Nothing, we were just looking for something. Never mind," Scott said as he turned to look at Stiles and I.

I couldn't believe that I was seeing Derek. I hadn't seen him since he had left Beacon Hills. My heart was starting to hammer in my chest at seeing Derek.

Derek tossed something, which Scott quickly caught in his hand. Stiles and I looked to see that it was Scott's missing inhaler.

"Dude, that was Derek Hale," Stiles pointed out to Scott and myself.

As if I could forget Derek Hale.

A/N: This is a combination of two pieces that I have previously written on polyvore. Scribe Night and First Meetings Check them out to see the outfits for these pieces. I'm catching up with season 6 of Teen Wolf, but hopefully when Derek returns I'll be able to have a snippet ready for you all.

Wednesday, August 30, 2017

Feline Games

Artemis sighed as she looked down at the page in front of her, the page written in her mother's familiar elegant script. She hadn't realized that she was in possession of her mother's grimoire. With a sigh, the female witch closed the book with a hard a slam.

She placed the book on the small end table, before she got up from the couch and started to make herself a warm cup of tea. A meow caught her attention, after she had placed the kettle on the stove. Artemis turned to see Isis and Cerberus on the counter. She smiled at her two familiars, "Hello you two. What are you up to?"

Cerberus mewled as she swatted at Artemis' hand, that had been petting the black cat behind the ears.

With a laugh and shake of her head, Artemis removed her hand from Cerberus to give Isis some attention. She knew to give them both an equal amount of affection, or there would be trouble. She played with them, as she waited for her water to begin a soft boil for her tea.


Monday, August 28, 2017

Tears (TEC)

Ella hesitated in the doorway, the curtains softly swayed in the cold breeze. A worried frown marred her face as she studied the man before her. Adam Rosewood, braced his arms against the railing of the balcony, his head drooped.

The princess sighed as she looked at her body guard and friend. With a deep breathe, Ella joined him on the balcony, she stood beside him and hesitantly  placed a hand on his shoulder. "I am so sorry, Adam," she whispered as she looked him.

Adam turned and met Ella's golden brown gaze. Ella could see his eyes were red and swollen from the tears that he had shed earlier. With a small step, the Princess wrapped her arms around her bodyguard and cradled his head against her shoulder. He shook with heart breaking sobs, Ella hurt with Adam. She could understand his pain, even though she hadn't lost a parent.

She stayed silent but held her friend, as he cried for the loss of his father. Sometimes, that was all she could do, simply be there for a friend in his time of need.


A/N: I wanted to do more with The Eleanor Chronicles for awhile, but until recently I had been stuck. This was just an idea that randomly came about. Hopefully I'll have more pieces like this in the coming weeks.

Friday, August 25, 2017


Artemis smiled as she saw her two familiars fast asleep on the couch. Cerberus and Isis were curled up into little balls, with the white kitten on top of the black adult cat. Her two felines, had spent the morning playing with each other and Zane Evermoon. He had come over to help her with the soulmate potion, despite not being a witch or warlock. She had gratefully accepted the help, it had been nice to spend time with the Evermoon Alpha.


A/N: Snippet of my Nano story from 2015 and 2016, this is a new scene that I will hopefully add and expand on.

Wednesday, August 23, 2017

Midnight Flights

Kate watched from the ground as two shadows flew across the moon. The Rider smiled as she felt Avis' excitement, her dragon's song reached her ears. Kate's laughter echoed up to the two dragons and rider in the sky. The wind gently blew, a few of Kate's wavy strands ended up in her eyes. She brushed her hair back as she kept her eyes on her dragon, who shimmered a golden lilac. Nox, was easily concealed by the night sky; even with a full moon, Kate couldn't see him at all. 

'We'll be landing soon, Kate,' Avis informed her Rider.

Kate watched as Avis began her approach. Her dragon, lowered herself similar to a bird landing on its perch. Kate took off to join Avis, as she reached her companion, the ground shook slightly. Kate braced herself against Avis, as she looked at Nox.

"Thank you for taking her out, Nox. Avis was beginning to get restless," Kate gratefully told the large blue and grey dragon.

'You're welcome, Kate,' his voice rumbled in her mind as brown eyes met gold.


Saturday, August 19, 2017

Birthday News

Hey everyone, I'm back. I know I've been gone a few times this year. I'll explain more in depth in a later post. My recent absence was a weird one, so on July 28th, my computer died. Just up and random died, it wouldn't charge or turn on. I have accepted that I tend to have a three year period with computers because my previous computer had a hard drive, crash. I'm just that kind of person with laptops, I guess. Anyway, I had to find another computer but I don't have the funds to afford one, nor does anyone else in my family. I'm currently using my dad's computer, but I've had to make some changes and adjustments for it to suit my needs.

This was all going on between July 28th-July 30th. Then on August 1st, I had to take my dad to the E.R., he was feverish and having chills. Mind you that during this time were in a 90 degree Fahrenheit heat wave, no way was it the weather. So, it turned out that my dad had a toe infection. He had to have it amputated, this is his second toe, so we knew the drill. He's fine now, he came on August 5th, but I've been busy taking him to doctor appointments that I have had to back burner a few things. This included my blog. He is recovering well, and I will be back to regular posting on Monday.

Today, is also my 23rd birthday. It hasn't sunk in yet, but I last year I said the same thing. So, Happy Birthday to me.

See you all on Monday,

Friday, July 28, 2017

Update big news

Sorry not story quick update computer is not working so all posts will be on hold until I figure out what's going on.

Monday, July 24, 2017


As she walked down the staircase, all eyes gazed at her in her soft olive green dress. Once at the bottom, the Prince approached her with a proffered hand. She gently placed her hand in his, together they danced across the ballroom floor, ignorant of the stares. -fin

Friday, July 21, 2017

In the Night

As the music played loudly downstairs, and the guests mingled and gossiped, a petite brunette rifled through the master bedroom for various jewelry pieces. She swiped a few pins, broaches, necklaces, and hair combs that were displayed out in the open; the trinkets easily concealed in her purse or dress. With a careful ear and watchful eyes, she slinked easily back into the crowd of guests and exited with the crowd, when it was time to leave -fin

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

Return Home

Summer faded slowly into autumn, nights grew longer and a little colder. As the change of seasons fast approached, the honey-blonde goddess prepared for her six month stay with her husband. The last day of summer arrived and gave way to the autumnal equinox, there he stood waiting with a warm smile on his face. -fin

Monday, July 17, 2017

First Steps

At her first steps, various peony and chrysanthemum blooms exploded into a shower of petals. Her giggles sang and echoed in the sitting room. As she reached her parents, they smiled and danced in excitement for her accomplishment. -fin

Friday, July 14, 2017


Sapphire blue eyes curiously met the golden brown eyes, that belonged to the sixteen year old female in front of him. Shock and disbelief were easily read upon his face, at seeing her again, it had been years since they had last seen each other. "Zara," he softly whispered aloud. -fin

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Silent Conversations

All eyes followed the pair, as they gracefully waltzed around the dance floor. Blue met golden brown with a strong intensity, full of love and admiration. Together the pair ignored the envious looks as they continued to dance as they silently spoke.

Monday, July 10, 2017

First Meetings

The first time Bruce Wayne met Amelia Carter, had been a few short hours after her birth. The newly turned five year old boy studied the bundle wrapped in pink with intense scrutiny. Dark eyes slowly fluttered open to meet blue curious ones before her.

I am so behind on my Camp Nano story but I'm going to be working on it this week, hopefully for a few hours a couple days of the week.

Friday, July 7, 2017


Her purple hair cascaded down his arm, as she slept peacefully on his shoulder. He had an arm wrapped around her to keep her close and warm; his own head rested on top of hers. The pair were cuddled close with the soft blue-grey fleece blanket lazily wrapped around them as they slept through the movie playing on the screen.

Wednesday, July 5, 2017

Miles Apart

She gazed up at the lilac colored sky with longing. His blue gaze looked back at Earth from the white rock he currently worked on. Thoughts dwell on their significant other with worry but hope for their reunion.

Monday, July 3, 2017

Swimming (Camp Nano)

As she walked along the dock, she would occasionally dip a toe into the cool turquoise water. Her purple locks glowed a raspberry color as the sun shined on her. In the ocean her friends called for her to join them, with laughter upon her lips she leaped into the refreshing water.


Hey, everyone, updates this month will be 3 sentence stories, as I'm doing Camp Nano. My goal for the month is to focus 40 hours on my Power Rangers, Claire/Hunter story. Ultimately, I want to finish their wedding and start on their back story or even their Samurai story. But their wedding is my main priority. So, wish me luck. 

Friday, June 30, 2017


Zarnak glared at Seh-t'sha-ra from across the room.The Priestess despised the woman who sat at the Pharaoh's feet, as if she belonged there. Zarnak knew otherwise, but she chose to keep silent until she could find a moment alone with her Pharaoh. The purple haired Priestess turned her attention back to the demonstration in front of her, her golden eyes watched as Sir-tus and Ardet fought each other with staffs.

The Pharaoh often require demonstrations of his Medjai, he enjoyed the battles they put on. All eyes were on the pair, as Sir-tus and Ardet were the Pharaoh's strongest Medjai warriors. Zarnak studied the two, she could easily see the two trying to outwit the other, but she knew better. Zarnak, Sir-tus, and Ardet had all grown up in the palace together, the boys had been fighting each other for years. They knew each other too well, and were easily able to predict the other's movements.

The audience watched, captivated by the pair. Zarnak, easily caught sight of the move that would allow Sir-tus to win the battle. Sure, enough a few minutes later, Sir-tus knocked Ardet onto back, the staff held against his throat.

Zarnak watched as Ardet gave a nod in defeat. She heard his groan in frustration, as the Pharaoh and audience clapped. Sir-tus offered a hand to help Ardet up from the ground, Zarnak smiled glad to see that there were no hard feelings between her two friends.


Wednesday, June 28, 2017

Cacti and Teasing

Daphne gently waved her hand over the cactus plants that were in her window sill. The prickly plants bloomed bright yellow, red, and pink flowers, instantly. The tall brunette smiled down at the blooms, before she moved on to the other plants that grew all over her apartment.

"Hathor, be careful," Daphne called out to her familiar as she caught sight of her Russian Blue cat in the sill, near the newly bloomed cacti.

The blue-grey cat meowed in response, as she met Daphne's grey-lilac eyes. Hathor returned her attention back to the prickly plants.

"You know, one of these days, she's going to end up getting stabbed in the nose," Isis, Daphne's roommate and best friend, commented as she walked into the living area of their shared apartment.

Daphne laughed at Isis' comment, "You're not wrong, but hopefully she won't ever actually stick her nose into the cacti.

"Hopefully," Isis said, but her voice was full of doubt as she glanced at Hathor with a raised eyebrow.

"So, do you want anything before you head to class?" Daphne asked as she moved towards the kitchen.

"Daph, I can feed myself," Hathor reminded her friend as she made her way to the cabinet that held her food. She grabbed a few cereal bars, and opened the fridge to pull out a chocolate muffin. "Besides, you have a meeting with Enver later. So, go get ready."


Monday, June 26, 2017

Couch Cuddles (Star Trek)

Ella smiled at Leonard from across medbay, as she went about her hourly rounds. She made quick work with checking in on her patients, there were very few people in medbay. Once she was finished she moved towards the office she shared with her husband.

"You okay, sweetheart?" Leonard McCoy asked his wife, as she laid on the couch in their office.

"Just tired, Leo," she answered as she turned to meet his hazel gaze.

The doctor moved to join his wife on the couch, he lifted her head into his lap as he ran his fingers through her hair. Ella sighed in happiness as her eyes fluttered closed. "Is it terrible to take a nap on shift?"

Leonard chuckled at his wife's question, "Not when you've been on shift for nearly 48 hours, go ahead and get some sleep sweetheart."

Ella gave a soft sigh as she allowed her eyes to close and snuggled further into the couch. Leo reached up and grabbed a blanket that they kept on the couch, he covered his wife. He leaned back and closed his eyes to try and get some sleep too.

So, today is my parent's wedding anniversary. They have been married for 24 years, which is crazy for me to believe. But this piece is dedicated to my parents, for all of the struggles that life has thrown at them, they have kept a strong and happy marriage for over two decades.

Friday, June 23, 2017

Poolside Fun

Avis took a deep breathe before she dunked herself below the surface of the pool water. She easily sank a few feet, she criss-crossed her legs and sat at the bottom of the six foot deep part of the pool. Before she could move, she felt something touch her in the side.

Avis blew bubbles as she released a breathe, before she shot to the surface. Once her head was up from under the water, she gasped as she looked at Nate, who wasn't far from her. "What was that for?" she asked as she brushed some of her dark red hair away from her face.

Nate Evermoon laughed as he met Avis' gaze, "Just making sure you hadn't drowned," he answered as he moved closer.

The mahogany haired witch rolled her eyes, "Athena, is he always this annoying?" she asked her best friend, who sat on the side of the pool with her legs dangling into the cold water.

Athena St. Rose looked at her brother with a frown, "Of course he is," she answered Avis as she turned to share a soft smile with her best friend.

The sixteen almost seventeen year old females both rolled their eyes, but Avis continued to enjoy the water. She pointed a finger at Nate, "Try it again, and you'll be a wet dog," she warned the newly graduated eighteen year old werewolf.

Nate rose his hands in surrender, he slowly moved away from Avis. "You're scary when you're angry," he mumbled as he looked at Avis.

She shook her head, and took another deep breathe before she threw herself the bottom of the pool. With a deep mental breathe, Avis concentrated as she silently said the spell she had found in her family's grimoure. The sixteen year old had been wanting to use this spell for months, but the weather was never quite right, but today was perfect. Ironically, on the summer solstice.

A warm feeling swept over Avis after she finished the spell, she opened her eyes and looked around under the water. It was clear, as there wasn't water in her eyes, she turned her head to see her hair following behind her. She quickly made her way back to the surface, as she reached the open air, she gasped before she looked at Athena with wide eyes.

"Did it work?" the brunette female asked her friend in anticipation.

Avis nodded as she moved towards Athena and pulled her into the pool. Athena shrieked as she landed in the water, she splashed Avis. The redhead splashed her back, the two kept splashing, eventually getting the others. Archer, Nate, and Enver tried to separate the duo but they ended soaking, Nate especially once he started tickling Avis.

Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Apologies (TAG)

Ella smiled as she strung the various rolls of crepe paper up along the living room wall. She caught Scott's eye as he filled the balloons with helium, and sent him a warm smile.

A loud noise broke the pair's attention, Ella looked up to see that Gordon had dropped a box of party favors. 

"Haha oops," Gordon said as he glanced between Ella and Scott.

Ella shook her head, "You okay, Gordon?" she asked as she moved a little bit more to the right to string along the streamer.

"Yeah," the blonde Tracy brother answered as he picked the box back up. "I can't believe John was able to get Virgil out of the house."

"Well, at least he won't try to snoop, unlike some Tracy brothers," Ella commented as she looked at Scott with a frown.

Scott met Ella's golden gaze with a sigh. "What? It was one time, Ella," he whined as he threw a balloon at her.

"Yeah, well you managed to ruin two birthdays," the Rosewood female muttered as she taped part of the streamer up.

Scott paused in his task, he moved towards Ella. While, they had grown up together, neither of them considered the other a sibling. He wrapped his arms around Ella's waist, he gently lifted her off of the stool she stood on. "I am sorry, Ella, I won't ruin anymore birthdays for you and I ever again. I promise, " he swore as he looked into her doe like eyes.


Monday, June 19, 2017


Warm rays shined on her dark mahogany hair, as she lifted her face to enjoy the heat. Fresh mowed grass tickled her nose, as she moved past the residential streets. A smile brightened her face as she spotted the familiar tall man who was leaning against a tree trunk, waiting for her.

Friday, June 16, 2017

Birthday Gift

"Alright, close your eyes, Artemis," Christian ordered as he stood in front of me.

"Why?" I asked as I looked at my brother with a raised eyebrow.

"You'll see soon enough," he replied with a smirk on his face.

"Fine," I hugged as I dramatically closed my eyes and placed my hand in front of eyes, just to appease my oldest brother.

I listened as his footsteps faded away, from the living room where most of the guests were settled. I could hear them asking about what was going on as they watched me. I felt the stares and glances of curiosity from the my friends and family. When the familiar steps of my brothers gait began to return I attempted to peek through my fingers.

"No peeking, Artemis," Christian called out.

I rolled my eyes as I close my fingers. "Boo," I mumbled aloud.

The laughter and chuckles from the guests filled the room. I rolled my eyes again, from the sound. I was not a joke and I didn't appreciate people laughing at me.

Christian's footsteps had now entered the room. I waited until I felt the familiar presence in front of me. "Okay, open your eyes," he said his voice was full of excitement.

I moved my hand from my face, I blinked open my eyes to adjust to the light. I gasped at the sight in front of me. There in my brother's arms was the cutest kitten I had ever seen. The little feline stared at me with golden-green eyes.

"Aw," I cooed as I reached a hand out to the kitten. "Is she mine?" I asked as the kitten moved her head out to sniff my fingertips. With a tentative movement, the baby moved forward to lick my fingers. I giggled at the rough sensation from the licking.

"Yeah, she's yours," Christian answered as he handed me the little bundle of black fur.

I gently held the sweet girl in my arms, as she cuddled against my chest. She nuzzled her head into my collarbone, I stroked her just behind the ears with my left hand. Her obsidian fur was soft to the touch. "Does she have a name?" I asked my brother.

"Nope," he answered popping the p sound. "I figured you should be the one to give her a name. she's a from Ayden and Seph, too."


Wednesday, June 14, 2017

Where have I been?

Hi everyone, I only posted five times last month in May. This is the first update in June. I apologize for my absence. The month of May was a hectic one, it was Mental Health Awareness, and my dad went in for heart surgery in May. He only recently was able to come home, it was determined that he could use more physical therapy before he returned home. I spent the last month as the head of my family, I was making sure we had groceries, gas was in the car, bills were paid, and overall that my dad was doing okay.

I learned a lot in the twenty-five days my dad was out of the house. I won't share specifics but I've learned more about myself and the family dynamics of my family. We're a quirky bunch but we're glad that he's home. I'll be back to regular posting on Friday, but it may only be twice a week instead of three times a week.

We did just recently pass the one year anniversary of our blog. How cool is that? I'll do something celebratory in the next blog.

Monday, May 15, 2017

Two Voices

She silently drowns in her thoughts
On the surface, she's all smiles and laughs
In the back of her mind
a little voice whispers
cruel, horrible things

You're worthless
You have no purpose
No one cares about you
No one would notice if you disappeared

The lullabies never stop
Some days, she easily ignores the words
But others...

Other days, she will curl
into a ball and shed
her tears

She is tempted to give in
Often, she wants to fade away

But another voice, while soft spoken
speaks, she firmly tells her to STOP

Please don't
They see you, even if you don't believe it
You are loved, you are life
Don't give up

This second voice is a comfort
she is warmth and strength
Her love and guidance
keeps her charge safe


May is Mental Health Awareness Month, while I haven't been diagnosed with depression, I do suffer some of the symptoms. Everyone goes through bouts of many mental illnesses, but depression and anxiety are the two that I suffer the most from. There are days where I don't want to leave my room, and I have been suicidal at various points in my life. Please know that you are not alone if you suffer the same way. One my triggers is self-harm and suicide, I can't watch it. I get knots in my stomach and my thoughts go down a dark road.

Even if you don't suffer from mental illness, please know that your words are impactful to others. Be kind in what you say. Treat all others with respect, because you don't know what they are going through in their own lives.

Monday, May 8, 2017

Avoiding Tomas

"Open the door, Ava," the angry voice of Tomas demanded, as he pounded on the door.

Inside the attached bathroom, Ava ignored her husband's demands, as she enjoyed her hot bath. The brunette Princess relaxed in the claw foot tub, breathed in the warm scent of peach and vanilla.

It had been a stressful day for Ava, she had been called in front of the court, her father-in-law had publicly reprimanded for leaving the previous night's banquet early. Embarrassment and sadness filled her heart at the harsh words directed at her, there was anger as well. Anger at her father-in-law for not chastising his own son, for his public incandescence at the banquet. There was anger at Tomas, due to his drunken foolery with every woman except for her.

Later in the day, one of the seamstresses had arrived to inform the Princess, that a dress she had been fitted for, many times, had somehow ended up destroyed. Ava's heart had broken at the news, the dress once belonged to her mother, and the Princess intended to wear it for a visiting dignitary.

Ava had taken a walk in the gardens, while on her stroll, she came across a conversation between Tomas, and his two best friends. The conversation had been about Ava, her husband had likened her to cold statue. His friends jeered that she wasn't a statue but rather a block of ice and even frigid.

Tears had flowed, a sob that escaped her mouth, gave away her location in the garden. She ran back to her chambers, Tomas followed. He had been at the door for some time waiting to be let in. Earlier, Ava dismissed her hand maidens, leaving the Prince with no way to enter his wife's private chambers.


Friday, May 5, 2017

Finding a Mate

Kate stood beside Avis' egg, Troi and Riker were not far behind Kate and their unborn dragon child. The petite female warily eyed the group of male dragons and their riders; two months had passed since Kate had bonded with Avis, and there were still two more months to go before she hatched.

The sable haired rider easily found her parents, at the entrance of the hatchery. She could see the concerned frown that was on her mother's face. Laura's lips were pursed as she studied the various riders who were eyeing Kate. As a mother, she was concerned for her children, especially Kate, who was her only daughter and youngest child.

Riker stepped forward, around Kate and Avis. His deep voice echoed in everyone's head as he spoke, "Thank you for joining us in today's events. Hopefully, at the end of today, Avis will find a mate who will help her as she grows, upon her hatching."

Kate bit her lip, as she looked away from the crowd.

'Don't worry, Kate, we'll find a mate for you, too!' Avis' sweet voice chirped to Kate.

Kate turned her attention back to Avis, she smiled warmly at the scaled that was a gold and lilac ombre. Even though, Avis was still within her shell growing, she knew Kate inside and out, sometimes better than Kate really knew herself.

Before, Kate could thank Avis for her kind words, Riker stepped back and allowed the first dragon to approach Avis' egg.

Kate watched as the large copper scaled dragon, Morn, approached. His rider, Theo, remained behind to allow Morn to gently rest his forehead against Avis' shell.

The first few seconds were filled with anxious waiting, before Morn moved away. No words were spoken but it was clear that he was not Avis' mate. Kate smiled softly as Morn turned his large head to give a nod of thanks to her.


Wednesday, May 3, 2017

Damian's Gift

Amy frowned as she looked her youngest son, he gazed at her with wide blue eyes and soft pout. She crossed her arms, as she moved her stern stare from Damian to Bruce, her glare intensified as she met her husband's blue eyes.

"No," she flatly stated as she looked between the father and son duo. "No, absolutely not, we have discussed this multiple times. And we agreed, Damian, no more more strays," she added with a finality in her tone.

"But أم (mother in Arabic 'um), we was nearly crushed by one of the Joker's goons," Damian explained as he looked at his step-mother, as he held up the pure white cat for her inspection.

Amelia could see the tears that were beginning to form in her son's eyes. She let out a huff of air, before she turned her attention to Bruce with a raised eyebrow.

"He's not wrong, Amy," Bruce said softly as he tried to avoid his wife's gaze. "Besides, Damian told me that this wasn't for him."

With a confused expression, Amy turned to look at her son. "I wanted to bring her back for you أم, I remembered you had once told me about cat you had been given as a child. I thought you would like a companion when you waited for us to return from patrol," Damian said as he looked at his mother with wide eyes.

Amy's heart broke as she looked at her son and the little bundle of fur in his arms. "Oh, Dami," she sighed as she leaned down and wrapped her arms around her son. Amy remembered to be careful of the kitten in his arms. "Thank you, sweetheart, how about after this, no more pets okay?" she suggested as she pulled away.

"Yes أم," Damian replied with a nod, as he passed the cat into this mother's arms.

Amy gently cradled the kitten, she gave it a quick look over. She could tell that the pet had been cleaned, and if she knew Bruce and Damian, then her new pet was already given shots and micro chipped.

Monday, May 1, 2017

Avis' choice

Kate stood in line with the group of girls, she gazed at the golden lilac scaled egg that stood in the sand. The egg had been hatched two months previously by Troi, a beautiful dragon that had scales in various shades of purple. Troi was bonded with Kate's own mother, the sable haired girl had grown up around Troi and her mate Riker, whom was bonded with her father.

The girl looked up to see Riker, his golden eyes studied the line of females from age twelve to even twenty-four. She caught the black and red dragon's eye, and sent a soft smile to him.

'You will be alright, Katherine,' the large dragon's voice resounded in Kate's mind. 

She took a deep breath before giving him a soft nod. Kate and the others watched as girls gently touched the egg of Troi and Riker's second child. But the egg did not react to anyone, soon it was Kate's turn.

The fifteen year old nibbled on her bottom lip, as she took a hesitant step forward. She bowed her head in respect to both Troi and Riker, before she gently reached out and touched the scaled egg. Upon Kate's touch, a warmth flooded Kate's head.

A soft voice cried out, 'Finally! I've been waiting for you Kate.'

Kate gasped as she snapped her eyes open. She looked at the egg in surprise and awe.

"I don't understand," she mumbled aloud.

'I've been waiting for you, Kate. You were meant to be my bond. You are the only one I want,' the same soft voice answered. 'I am Avis.'

"Avis," Kate said, as she looked at the egg.

Once the name had been uttered, both Troi and Riker began to hum loudly. Kate could hear the other dragons join Troi and Riker in song. A shadow came over the hatchery doorway. Kate looked up to see the blue and golden scales of Caspian, Troi and Riker's first egg, Avis' brother. She pressed herself around Avis' egg, as if to hide from Caspian.

'Congratulations Kate, my little sister chose well,' Caspian's timber voice called out. There was a hint of teasing in his voice.

Kate shyly peeked up over Avis' egg to meet Caspian's purple gaze. The large dragon flashed her a warm grin, or something equivalent in dragon facial expressions. She warily eyed the dragon, who had been known for taking her on random flights as a child.

"He won't do anything, Kate," Drake, Caspian's bonded rider, commented as he looked at the brunette.

Avis' egg shook, 'Caspian,' a voice shrieked in multiple minds. 'How dare you frighten my Rider?!?!'

Kate wrapped her arms around Avis' egg. "Avis, please calm down. Your brother was merely teasing," she soothed. "He never meant any harm, he only wanted to help with my aversion to heights."


Friday, April 28, 2017

Cafe Days

Rhythms and beats
pulse and play
in her ears as she tunes
the world
which moves and changes
around her

Umber eyes
closed and hidden
from the ever watching
looks and glances
that attempt
to penetrate

She stays
strong and ignorant
to the whispers and 
awestruck faces,

dark waves bop 
and bounce along
with the various music
that plays in her earbuds

fingers dance
and type quickly
the poetry piece
or prose
that will appear

some days the piece
will only
take minutes to complete

other days she'll spend
hours in contemplation
to find the words to share

the ice melts
or the warmth settles
and grows cold
on the longer days
but she perseveres 


Monday, April 24, 2017

Smiles of Kindness

As she walked past, the flowers bloomed on their own bright, vibrant colors. He watched her from a far, as the wind blew her honey-brown locks. She smiled as she caught his dark gaze, he returned the grin his heart warmed from her kindness. -ADF (04/17/2017)

I wrote this piece last week as a three sentence story, and it easily could be formatted to be it's own poem. If you haven't guessed or didn't know, I'm obsessed with Greek Mythology, a lot of my poems are based on Greek Mythology. This one centers around Hades and Persephone, I have written quite a few about their story. If you want more of Hades and Persephone or other Greek Mythology Gods or Heroes let me know.

Friday, April 21, 2017

Barely Awake

Sleep calls to me, as I strain to keep my eyes open. Dark lashes flutter open briefly, but fall close quickly. Grogginess enters the senses as I wake up for a small amount of time. -ADF

Wednesday, April 19, 2017



chills run up and down
my spine, through my blades
you seep into my bones
both new and old
through soft, smooth
aged, wrinkled

You are always there,
my friend from birth
to my death.
I feel you, every season
every year, every day
as I age and gray

you are constant
you're with me and will
I can not shake you off,
or remove you.

You've sunk into
my bones, and have
imprinted yourself
into my mind, body,
and soul

Never leaving, yet
ever changing
-ADF 02/24/15*

*Slight changes have made from the original poem to this iteration.

Final Performance (TW Ellen)

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