“He came through the door howling, an axe arched high over his head. His eyes danced in madness, stuck fast on the… — Amanda M. Lyons Amanda-m-lyons Copy Share Image
“Tonight his father had caught up, carrying all the horrors of hell with him. His mother could no longer protect him—hide him—and… — Amanda M. Lyons 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… — Amanda M. Lyons Childhood 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… — Amanda M. Lyons Black clothes Copy Share Image
“She remembers blood. A fine mist which goes deep into her lungs, over her skin and through the air. She remembers a… — Amanda M. Lyons Agony Copy Share Image
“A figure held his daughter in the rocker. In the dim light he couldn’t make out the features, but the sight of… — Amanda M. Lyons Baby Copy Share Image
“Rushing out the door on his way back to the street, he ran into someone with his shoulder. Turning to apologize to… — Amanda M. Lyons 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… — Amanda M. Lyons Birth 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… — Amanda M. Lyons Eyes-like-blue-fire 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… — Amanda M. Lyons Anger and frustration Copy Share Image
