Those treasures were stolen from the village they destroyed. The
man pulled out a carved wooden horse and the two boys grabbed it at the
same time. They pulled at it, fighting for possession.
Zane’s carving. He shook his head and looked away, fighting tears. His
son’s skilled fingers could carve any image. He’d inherited his mother’s
slender hands.
Sweet revenge just became sweeter.
Mots clés fantasy dark-fantasy short-story-collection
Every night when I watch you sleep, I breathe you in. Every time I make you smile, my heart beats a tad bit faster. You are the blood flowing through my veins. If I had to go back to the life I had before, I would go freaking insane.
Shannon EckrichMots clés paranormal-romance dark-fantasy horror-romance teen-fiction
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