ELIANA. SIX YEARS LATER. My eyes settled on the untamed flames of the bonfire and even with the warmth that emitted from it, it was still a cold night in the mountains of Tuscany, where I’d stayed for the last six years. There was a rumble in the skies above me, preceded by a bolt … Read more
DENVER. The cold air blew past the curtains, filling the room with an eerie atmosphere. I turned around before opening my eyes, she wasn’t there. It was a fortnight and usually the morning after, Eliana stayed in my bed. She would’ve somehow managed to squeeze herself into my arms, cuddling tight like a monster was … Read more
ELIANA. The ice-cold fluid splurged across my belly, numbing around the areas that the ultrasound touched. I could hear the whooshing noise echo in the quiet room. My eyes never left Dr. Giselle’s face. I knew I’d be able to tell, even before she parted her lips whether or not I was pregnant. No amount … Read more
ELIANA. My grandmother used to tell me I was different since I was young. She’d sit me down when I felt so devastated and dispirited and tell me—”You’re going to be okay” I’d like to think that she sounded a lot like my mother, she was the only thing I had that linked the both … Read more
ELIANA. It was well into the dead of the night. Darkness circled me as I carried on along the streets of Oakland. My feet were bleeding and numb, my whole body ached. There was no stopping until I got out of here completely. Even as I was sure I’d lost Jaxon, I still unconsciously threw … Read more
ELIANA. In the city of Oakland, New Orleans, there lived a princess. The thing was however, I wasn’t just an ordinary princess, I was also a slave to my pack. You see in every story there’s a blissful beginning but this isn’t one of those stories. It’s hard to even pinpoint exactly where mine begins. … Read more