“He came through the door howling, an axe arched high over his head. His eyes danced in madness, stuck fast on the two of them kissing, caught in their embrace and unaware of him. For a moment they went on,… — Amanda M. Lyons Copy Share
“Rushing out the door on his way back to the street, he ran into someone with his shoulder. Turning to apologize to them, he stopped, horrified at what he saw. It was the white-eyed man he’d met a week ago.… — Amanda M. Lyons Copy Share Image
“When she first saw him, she took him for a ghost. His jet-black hair fluttered in the breeze as he walked, letting her see his eyes. They seemed haunted, lost in some way. He was tall and gaunt, starkly pale in his black clothes. He was the very picture of Anton, even sharing his world-weary eyes of deepest blue. She… — Amanda M. Lyons Copy Share
“He came through the door howling, an axe arched high over his head. His eyes danced in madness, stuck fast on the two of them kissing, caught in their embrace and unaware of him. For a moment they went on, oblivious, untouched by the madman soon to come. It was a bright bubble of illusion on the eve of utter… — Amanda M. Lyons Copy Share
“Tonight his father had caught up, carrying all the horrors of hell with him. His mother could no longer protect him—hide him—and now his father‟s wrath would fall on him. He ran across the fields and through the forest, his bare feet carrying him as fast as they could go, aching and bleeding into the night. He could feel his… — Amanda M. Lyons Copy Share
“She remembers blood. A fine mist which goes deep into her lungs, over her skin and through the air. She remembers a desert at dusk. The sky indigo blue and the fire bright, so bright that she can see everything. Near the fire, in the night, all she knows is chaos wrapped in crimson. All is death and nightmare with… — Amanda M. Lyons Copy Share
“A figure held his daughter in the rocker. In the dim light he couldn’t make out the features, but the sight of anyone he didn’t know sitting in Wendy’s rocker with their daughter was enough to scare the shit out of him. Judging by the shuddering movements of his daughter’s body it had frightened her too, had caused her to… — Amanda M. Lyons Copy Share
“Rushing out the door on his way back to the street, he ran into someone with his shoulder. Turning to apologize to them, he… — Amanda M. Lyons Copy Share Image
“Katja kneeled in the Parisian streets, shaking and weak from the pain in her head and heart. It had come a second ago—a vague… — Amanda M. Lyons Copy Share Image
“There she was, up on that bed pushing and pushing just as they’d practiced. She was dilated and the tension had been building to… — Amanda M. Lyons Copy Share Image
“Billy sipped the last of his coffee from the mug and shut down his laptop. 1,000 words wasn’t great but it also wasn’t as… — Amanda M. Lyons Copy Share Image
“Raven had been shunned and abandoned throughout his life. Friends often came and went without a word or worse, they toyed with his emotions… — Amanda M. Lyons Copy Share Image
