Targath at her side and Utiss close behind, a hammer rhythmically clanging against metal guided Kilena through the woods. Silence briefly visited between each strike, absent of calling birds or noisy insects. Clouds reigned in the sky above, greyfo and gloomy with the threat of rain. Trees became more sparse the deeper they traveled intoContinue reading “Miss Knight Book 2 – Chapter 3: A Frost Giant’s Friend”
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Miss Knight Book 2 – Chapter 2 Escape
All of Warchester rested in a deep slumber, much the same as the last time Kilena confronted Lucy and Sebastion, when she killed their master. She doubled her efforts and quickened her pace, throwing one leg in front of the other. Her armor clanked noisily with every step. She burst out from the dilapidated archway,Continue reading “Miss Knight Book 2 – Chapter 2 Escape”
Miss Knight Book 2 – Chapter 1 -Hunted
“Goodnight, Targath,” Kilena kindly wished him, settling the side of her head on a thin pillow of straw. A scoff replied, and Targath turned over to put his back to her from the other side of the cramped floor.
Kilena fondly smiled, knowing Targath was upset by her tenacity and refusal to sleep on the bed. He insisted she claim the bed for herself to have a better rest. She argued that sleeping on the floor was preferable to the ground. In the end, the bed and its mattress of straw on wooden slats remained empty. That heated disagreement left them both sleeping on the floor almost back to back.
Chapter 3 – Proposal, Take Two
Knock, knock, knock. Cyrah squeezed a groan inside her throat and closed her eyes, hoping to make the visitor vanish. She needed only one guess as to who stood on the other side of her front door. Leo shouted, “Cyrah? Are you home?” The book in her hands closed with care, and then remained motionless.Continue reading “Chapter 3 – Proposal, Take Two”
Chapter 1 – This Provincial Life
“Good morning.” “How’s your family?” “In good health, thank you.” The early summer sun shined that morning just over the horizon, spilling a pale yellow light across rooftops. Bakers, who had been awake before dawn, carried trays outside to attract customers with the alluring scent of warm breads. The blacksmith and tinkerer, with their shopsContinue reading “Chapter 1 – This Provincial Life”
Miss Knight: Rune of Renewal
The knight’s command to flee fell on deaf ears. Ezekiel was petrified, rooted to the stone floor and wide, honey brown eyes transfixed on the skeleton whose helm nearly grazed the ceiling of the mausoleum. Disarmed, the skeleton lumbered forward, emitting a groan that made the air vibrate with rage. The guardian swung to strikeContinue reading “Miss Knight: Rune of Renewal”
Kilena Shrelack 