The question swirled around in Amelia's head as she pushed open the door to Lucille's a few minutes later. She considered telling Mary about what had happened, but decided better of it. She'd probabl...
My Undead Heart - Chapter 3: In The Shade of The Birch
"One hot chocolate coming up!" Mary called cheerfully to Amelia as the latter took a seat at her favourite table and pulled out a book. Amelia smiled in response, opening her book at the marked spot ...
Amelia looked at her reflection in the mirror as she pulled her hair into a plait that fell over her shoulder. She had never liked having her hair cut, protesting at the slightest trim despite her Mot...
The sun rose blissfully over the small town of Wexton on Wednesday morning as it had since time immemorial. The day, though fresh and crisp with fall air, had no sense of being anything more than a r...