Fiction

Trigger warning: this story contains graphic violence and disturbing psychological themes.

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What was it about parties that made John want to jump off a cliff? Of course, being immortal, jumping off a cliff was little more than a painful inconvenience for him, but the sentiment …

With trepidation, John scanned the faces of the first-year students as they filed into the great hall. The older students whooped and cheered for the new ones, while John …

It was a quiet Sunday afternoon when all hell broke loose. Which, John Hennessey had to admit, was about as convenient as hell’s timing ever gets. He’d been rearranging the furniture in his new …

John hesitated at the gate. His giddy excitement for this mission had been only somewhat dampened when he’d discovered that he would have to visit Hogwarts …

Cleopatra stroked the walls of her tomb as she had done a million times. The sensation of the stone against her fingers provided some entertainment, after all. She preferred her human form for these kinds of activities, since her …

Crastor collided with the ground in a blaze of pain. He saw lights. No, it was just light. It was daytime. Groaning, he rolled onto his back. Above him was a clear blue sky. As the pounding in his …

Father Duinn was tired. Today was one of those days when he felt his age. His joints ached and the cold penetrated him to the bone. The energy of the crowd did little to invigorate him. On the contrary, their …

After killing the man who turned him into a living corpse, Crastor was once again on his own. It did not take him long to figure out that the curse was not permanent—at least, not entirely. If he concentrated on …

~ Continued from “The Beginning” ~

He knew he could not stay in the village forever. With the ruins of his childhood receding behind him, he marched into the unknown, propelled by terror and necessity.

Crastor had not gone far …