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Dark Fairy Queen Writerly Bridal Shower Entry

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I announce from this day onward, you are eternally joined faeries.”

One day prior…

“Come quickly, Eliza,” an elderly faery said with a friendly smile, grabbing Eliza by the arm and leading her inside. “We must get you ready. No time to waste.”

Eliza had barely crossed over from the human world to the faery realm. Her newly transformed skin glittered and reflected the light as she moved. She would also have to get used to her new pair of wings. Eliza turned her head to marvel at them once more. Apparently, every faery’s wings had a color unique only to them. It was known as the faery’s gwenfaer. Her wings were a pearly light gold. She couldn’t believe it. This was actually happening. Eliza, once human and completely unaware that faeries even existed, had crossed into a whole new realm and turned faery herself. All because she had fallen in love with Rowland, a faery native to this world. She was the only one ever to do so, and her actions had caused quite an uproar. Many faeries found her transformation incredibly romantic, but a few found her to be an abomination.

Gateway to Reality Scavenger Hunt Blog Tour

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Hello all!

Last week I helped announce the release of Becca J Campbell’s newest novel, Gateway to Reality. If you missed her guest post, check it out here.

In that post, I promised you all my official review as well as information on how to get more entries into Becca’s fabulous giveaway. So here it is…

Gateway To Reality Release Blitz

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I am super excited to be apart of this event to announce Becca J Campbell’s newest novel, Gateway to Reality. Next week I’ll be posting my review of the book (as well as more information on how to win some awesome prizes!) Today we have a guest post by Becca herself. So here it is, and be sure to check back next week…

Love Bites Blog Hop Entry

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“So…” Violet said as she twirled her fork around her plate.

“So,” Ryan said in return, obviously unable to meet her eyes either.

Violet looked around the overflowing restaurant. Waiters bustled around while couples stared lovingly into each other’s eyes. Utterly predictable on this, of all nights.

But why, after surviving what could have wiped out the entire race of pyros, could they not sit and have an un-awkard meal together?

This isn’t us, she thought. What made them think they could go on a date like normal people? She cared for him too much to doom their relationship to this.

“This night could use a little livening up, don’t you think?” She said with a grin as she snapped, igniting a purple flame from her fingertips.

Ryan smiled back, green fire rising from his palm.

“Now, isn’t this lovely,” A voice said from behind Violet.

They both looked to see a man with a hat dipped over his eyes. The Hunter.

“You,” she said. “You’re supposed to be dead.”

“Pity. For you.” He walked away, leaving a trail of metal balls behind him.

“Bombs,” Ryan whispered to Violet.

“There’s a bomb; everyone out!” Violet said loudly so the whole restaurant could hear.

As the place erupted in screams and couples running for the doors, Ryan and Violet chased after The Hunter. Once outside, the restaurant exploded at their backs as they hurled green and indigo fireballs at their nemesis.

Now this is more like it. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”

BCF – The Fog

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November of 2089, that’s when the fog came. It nestled the world into an emotionless stupor, a moral famine, until every person lacked even the most basic respect for their fellow human beings. Each cared only for himself, doing anything just to survive. The concept of love was utterly lost.
My name is Dr. Joseph Jacobson and I’m a geneticist. I’ve been researching the effect of this fog on human DNA, and I think I’ve developed an antidote that will resequence our genetic code and reverse this curse. If only the world would accept it…

Blogging MIA & BCF – Boat Ride

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So… I’ve been a little MIA the last month. As some of you may or may not know, I’m about 11 weeks pregnant, and I think the baby has sucked all the creative juices from my brain. Or maybe I’ve just been too nauseous to even think about writing anything. Either way, the Business Card Fiction challenge has brought me out of my funk, so I’m happy to say, I’m back! I might not post as much as I used to, but I’m going to make an effort to at least keep up with my writing. So here it is…

BCF – Festival

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They called it a festival; Alice called it hell.
She had been forced to perform in that wretched
excuse-for-entertainment since she was seven.
Well, no more. Tonight was the night.
With the twinkling lights above to guide her,
she grabbed ahold of the bulging roots
of the overhanging tree, and started her climb
out of that accursed valley.

Five Sentence Fiction – Character

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I am the adversary of evil, a guide to the lost, and the answer to every mystery.

I stand silent in the shadows; you may not see me, but I see all.

I unravel every conspiracy and the plot in every game.

I know the players, the pawns, the innocents struggling to be free.

I am your guardian, your liberator, your ally—my name is Garrison, though most of you know me as G.

Monday Mixer – The Arctic

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Andi pulled the hood of her snow jacket tighter around her neck, shielding herself from the wind that unceasingly nipped at her frozen face, as she trekked further across the Arctic Tundra. The GPS unit beeped in her backpack, her own personal harbinger, signaling the fast approach of something massive.

Could this be it?

The ground rumbled as it ran toward her, knocking her off her feet. An enormous animal resembling a tiger, with long, flowing fur towered over her. Its coat was pure white and glistened in the sun.

A euphoric tingling swept across Andi’s body as it looked into her eyes and knelt down, signaling her to mount. As they rode, multi-colored light swirled in front of them, revealing the mythical portal.

She had found it—the means of traveling between worlds. She didn’t know where she would end up, but she couldn’t wait to find out.

Five Sentence Fiction – Candidate

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“Is she asleep, Doctor?”

“Yes, she’s under and will awake with no memory of the procedure.”

“Her mate, Rowland, is… detained… and won’t interfere with our faery-human relations research—Eliza’s the perfect candidate.”

“Good, the fetus’ heart rate is normal; maybe we can determine if she conceived before or after she transformed into a faery.” The doctor paused, stared at the monitor, and said, “Vick will like these results—a half-breed is an abomination and will give him the excuse he needs to destroy Rowland and Eliza.”