Welcome to Week 2. It is now Tuesday. I’ve written another 10k words toward my goal of 100k for the month. So far, so good. I’m on my second pot of coffee for today and I just finished a novella at 30k called “Gold Feather: Flight to Darcen”. It has angels and airships. I do …
Lore retreated from the world. Sheridan offered her a room, apparently it had been her’s, but Alexander had it cleaned out after she passed away. For that much, she was thankful. No need to have to look at more pictures of her and the mystery man together. As she waited for Alexander to come looking …
Lorelei watched Alexander sleep with her knees drawn against her chest. The chair next to his bed was comfortable enough, but she didn’t dare move. This place felt familiar and strange in turns, just like the man in the bed. They’d talked for a while before he passed out again from exhaustion. If she could …
Attending to his duties took up his nights and when he should have been sleeping during the day, blackout curtains pulled to cut off the sun, he busied himself about his other project: a machine to amplify his abilities and let him truly be with her once more. Sheridan claimed he’d lost it. Their fight …
As they walked down the drive toward where they had, according to the servants, left the car, Sheridan gave him a disbelieving look. “You were lucky to get out of there with your head.” “He wouldn’t have had me bring you if he intended to execute me. Though I almost thought he meant to execute …