The Girl with Obsidian Eyes

Spirits are real; I know that now. I've also learned that they aren't all evil, either. And the good ones don't like being called ghosts. If spirits were a race (and I suppose they are), then "ghosts" would be the derogatory slang term that makes them all cringe, and it's highly recommended not to upset... Continue Reading →

A Date for the Ages

Zach Dennis escorted his date to their table, discreetly wiping sweaty palms on the back of his gray slacks. He had never been so enamored by a woman, nor desperate for someone's approval. She had suggested the restaurant, and it was dark, foreign, yet elegant - as was she. Sorina's eyes were dark pools glinting... Continue Reading →

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