You don't have to shout from the mountaintops. Sometimes power comes in a soft, calm, compassionate way, like a quiet warrior.
Alarm stole over me on little kitten feet.
Back to work. If Iām [writing] Iām not thinking about the crazy.
Beast had once informed me that humans were hunters only by luck and because they had opposable thumbs.
It looked to me like a vamp version of a pissing contest. Men will be boys.
I figured even the most jaded and cynical inhabitant might report a bloody girl in a party dress carrying a severed head by its hair.