I conned my way in.
The esteemed Twelve Crown Academy accepted me because I gave them what they wanted … the perfect student. Clarissa Grand. Smart, talented, beautiful and all a lie, a cheat. Well, except for the gorgeous part.
After a day of wandering across campus to another round of…
Plot development is a lot like living in a new city. You know where you’re beginning and you know where you want to end up… but you have no idea how to get there.
And that’s okay.
It’s more than okay; it’s great, actually. Some of the best writing comes from…
Chapter One – Godfather
Sephtis stood at the foot of the four-poster bed. He watched the woman as she held her daughter for the first and last time. Compassion and sadness welled in him at the poignant scene. The woman lifted her eyes from the baby and saw him….
“I do believe in fairies,” Peter Pan said with all of his heart, carefully cradling a fairy in his hands. One of the fairy’s translucent wings was bent like someone had swatted the creature out of the air. She had blonde hair and a little green dress made out…
FLUX, by Ellie Carstens, goes on pre-order today in both digital and paperback formats. If you purchase a digital pre-order, you can download the prologue and first chapter immediately! FLUX will be available at all online retailers on June 10, 2014.
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I slid my plate across the metal bars of my cell over and over, their ringing melody annoying my guard for the past hour. I suppose that I should be fortunate that my cell was so far removed from any of the other prisoners. I don’t need any…
It’s been a while since we’ve made one of these posts. Not because we haven’t been busy with our submissions (our friends and fans keeps us plenty busy, and we love it!), but because we’ve been busy with our submissions. And so, this post is a conglomerate of quite a few months…
Beautiful songs which can capture the heart. Sounds so soothing that can make even the hearts made of ice melt.
She was a nightingale, a pure spirit of the forest which loved to sing. She and her kind were one of the most ancient shifters, capable to transform and aid…
Cinderella is beautiful in ways I will never be. Her hair feels like fine silk, her face is curved like a heart and her cheeks are blushed pink. When she sings, birds fly to the window to listen. I, on the other hand, must survive in this cruel world…