As I’m panicking I see a car pull up to the house. It parks around then side where I can see it and Ryker gets out. He goes to the front door and a while later comes out the back. Amelie and Shahan are with him on the porch.
“What?” I whisper to myself.
The three of them wave up at me, but I feel so stupid I have a hard time waving back. I get a text on my phone.
“Mind if I come up?” Ryker asks.
“I feel like an idiot, are you sure?” I answer.
...
2019-10-21 21:01:00 +0000 UTC
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Christabel wakes the same way she has every morning since she was a child, rising as one of the maids comes into her room and opens the curtains. As the sun falls on her eyes, she takes her choker from the bedside table. All humans have a choker; it marks them as belonging, as loved and guarded. A human with no choker is one who is lost or cast aside in the world. In Salem, all humans are marked this...
2019-10-21 19:01:00 +0000 UTC
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“Ryker?” I murmur to myself.
That evening, Del and I go to dinner with Amelie and her fiance Shahan. The restaurant already looks packed, but we are taken to a back room that has a view of the kitchen.
“So, what do you like to eat, Del?” Shahan asks.
“Chicken nuggets,” Del says, grabbing at some crayons on the table and scribbling on the paper table cloth.
“She’s apicky eater,” I sigh. “I’ve been using this trip to try to get her to like oth...
2019-10-18 21:01:00 +0000 UTC
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Hearthway Hollow wasn’t always the sanctuary it is now. Back in the day when my father and his family owned it, it was nothing more than a few cabins, a general store, and the lumber mill which the family ran. The place wasn’t even called Hearthway Hollow back then. It was called various names - mostly insults against my family - but the Locklears have always been in the woods of North...
2019-10-18 19:00:02 +0000 UTC
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The High Priestess stood on the stoop and waved for Christabel to come inside. “The world is cold,” she said to her. “It’s best you come in and hide from the storm.”
Christabel looked to Moses and she took his hand. She silently went inside with him, standing in the quiet foyer as the High Priestess looked up at them. Her youthful face and hollow eyes belaid her powers. She then nodded slowly to them.
“I had a feeling you were not the simpering pet that Andrew made you...
2019-10-17 21:00:59 +0000 UTC
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My brother was brilliant, the best of the best. Unfortunately, he was seen as weak by most of the world. He had his moments - his spirit would get so low to the ground he could barely breathe, or move from bed, and he became like a ghost in his own home. Frederick was afflicted by something, something priests couldn’t alleviate, nor could our father’s beatings correct. In those moments...
2019-10-17 19:00:02 +0000 UTC
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Her eyes flick up to the door where Andrew is locked in. She begins to move, riding Harper with her hands firmly planted on his stomach. She cries out, gasping for breath as her nectar slips down Harper’s shaft.
“This feels so good,” she throws her head back. “Harper, tell me, do you like it? Are you happy?”
Harper’s fingers dig into her thighs, watching himself disappear inside her. His breath shudders as her heat wraps around him, coiling and tightening while also be...
2019-10-16 20:00:59 +0000 UTC
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The Witch of Wakefield was a story told by the local women, passed around as fears in the town grew. It was both a comfort and a curse upon their homes. In the stories, the Witch would come to your home, either while you’re asleep or away. She would tap on windows and beg for warmth. If the husband of the household answered, she would come inside and lay with him, pretending to be his wi...
2019-10-16 19:00:02 +0000 UTC
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“Do we know who the Revenant is?” Harper asks. He looks at Christabel, who answers him silently.
“No,” Andrew answers audibly. “At this point, there is no way of knowing.” He picks up the bone and places it in a black bag. “I need to take this to the High Priestess,” he says. “Dinner is close to being served, Harper, I insist that you stay. Christabel, come with me to the door and bid me farewell.” He walks away as Christabel stands up.
As Christabel walks by H...
2019-10-15 21:01:00 +0000 UTC
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I notice a strange smell as I ascend the stairs. It’s faint and dusty, and almost like the whiff of rotting milk, and it lingers long after the first inhalation. Like the ghost of a scent. The further upstairs I go, the more oppressive that ghost becomes. I open windows, letting the air out. On the second floor is a mix of empty rooms and more of the wax figures.
As we search the r...
2019-10-15 18:00:02 +0000 UTC
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“I will, thank you!” Christabel gasps as he takes the key and unlocks the door. She finishes buttoning herself up outside. She knows she is playing with a fire, and eventually, she will have to burn herself to get her way, but for the time being, it is worth it.
She leaves the house, stepping out on the street. She glances back to the house, seeing Andrew wave to her from inside. Christabel waves back then makes her way down the street. She then takes her first real breath and relax...
2019-10-14 21:01:00 +0000 UTC
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When my parents died, I found out I was adopted. It didn’t bother me none - just one of those weird family facts. My parents were my parents, end of story. Or should be end of story. Hidden among my parents’ belongings, I found a great deal of paperwork I had never seen before, including my adoption papers. There was also a set of letters from a man going by Doctor Hidgens. There was a...
2019-10-14 18:00:04 +0000 UTC
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My mother eventually came up with the name. “You call this place your hearth, and whatever way possible you have brought us all here,” she told him one evening. “It’s only fitting we keep with that.” She ran her fingers through his long hair. “Hearthway,” she says. “Maybe...Hearthway Place? Hearthway Cove?” She frowned a bit. “Something along those lines.”
Abe looked at her and smiled. “This place was originally a hollow in the woods. Hearthway Hollow.”
...
2019-10-11 21:00:59 +0000 UTC
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I’ve been living with Delaynie for a few months now and it’s been wonderful to say the least. After my grandmother died, I felt like I might have a relapse again, but Delaynie was always there for me no matter what. Big Billy offered to buy my grandmother’s place for more than it was worth. Then Mrs. Locklear came in to place a bid on the house. It started a whole bidding war, which ended with ...
2019-10-11 19:00:02 +0000 UTC
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“What do I do?” I whisper to Magnus. “She won’t let me go, how will I ever escape?” I lift my head from the dusty floor. “I don’t want to be trapped here forever.”
“Sophia will get what she wants,” Magnus replies. “And I fear I cannot tell her no, even still. The only way out is through the front door.”
“I was just outside on the roof,” I argue. “I saw everything, there is no way out of Wakefield as long as she has her way!”
“The roof is not...
2019-10-10 21:00:02 +0000 UTC
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This month's featured artist is @artcelestial (on twitter) and celestialkiri (on tumblr). She has done artwork for me before, but this month it's Eros! All of you will be getting something amazing with Eros on it.
Go send Kiri some love for t...
2019-10-10 19:25:08 +0000 UTC
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The Cauldows Chateau was one of those beautiful, old mansions that had gone to waste. The family who owned it lost all their money, and the upkeep for it was simply far too much. The old place had been for sale for decades, and it became a ritual to take tours of the place, or throw parties there. That is, until the ‘For Sale’ sign vanished, and a new gate and fence appeared. Someone had finally ...
2019-10-10 19:00:01 +0000 UTC
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Satyr (another Pan child)
Delaynie HH part 3
Mrs. Locklear
2 Massive Spooky Epics
Werewolf Chef
Hearthway Hollow/Mr. Faire Crossover (take that Endgame)
Coal Miner in Ruby Empire
Orc in Polar (Ruby Empire)
Shapeshifter
Jabberwocky
A new Room Monster
Ros the Robot Part 2
A new Dragon Epic
Alzun Part 2
Immortal Epic
2019-10-10 00:13:55 +0000 UTC
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Don’t mean the title to sound like some sort of self pity clickbait. Far from. This is a genuine question I have had for a while now. For you, my beloved patrons, am I doing enough?
What else could I do?
What should I do?
What would you like me to do?
Do I need to interact more?
I want to make sure I am doing what I can for all of you, so please, tell me if there is anything else I can do to make my Patreon a wonderful place.
2019-10-10 00:08:57 +0000 UTC
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“There are two sides to every tale, child,” Dr. Hidgens warns as the wailing fades. “Some monsters are born and some are made.”
“You’re not saying So-” I stop myself when I see the flame flicker again. “You’re not saying she did all this?”
“Not by her own hand,” Dr. Hidgens replies. He then nods his head forward. “We shouldn’t hesitate too long. We need to keep moving.” He walks ahead as I trail behind.
“She was troubled from the mome...
2019-10-09 21:00:01 +0000 UTC
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Dr. Leech’s Clinic is one of the few doctor's offices in the world I actually have enjoyed visiting. The staff is so nice, everything is comfortable, and the doctors have been nothing but respectful and actually listen to my concerns. When I was first diagnosed with anemia, I was never really listened to, let alone taken seriously. I had been feeling so exhausted and run down by even the littlest t...
2019-10-09 19:00:02 +0000 UTC
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He shakes his head. “I would say this is her own private collection,” Charles answers. “Sophia was known to mourn the loss of her siblings greatly.” He then points to the window right where the baby mound starts. “Look.”
I move forward, cautious of the toys scattered all over the ground. Below the window, there is a graveyard covered by vines and decayed leaves. In the very back, there are two angels stood facing one another, one feminine and the other masculine. The other t...
2019-10-08 21:00:01 +0000 UTC
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You’ve just moved to Hearthway Hollow, which reminds you of something from a quirky movie rather that a town in the middle of the woods. You’re working on a local farm run by Beau and Shannon Lila to create a program that teaches sustainable gardening, using their property to create one. Your final environmental studies project required reaching out to several farms and businesses that wanted to ...
2019-10-08 19:00:02 +0000 UTC
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Most good things that have come about in my life have been because of mistakes, sometimes bad ones, mostly good. I once accidentally took rat poison instead of vitamins when I was a child; this led me to labeling everything quite clearly as I grew up. Throughout all the stages of my life, I have always had a label maker. When I was in high school, I went into the wrong classroom and took a...
2019-10-07 19:00:02 +0000 UTC
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Hi! And welcome to October! I just wanted to let ya’ll know the special October mailouts will be sent out next Monday! It’ll be a nice goodie bag and everyone $10 and up will get something.
Also! Some special stories will post this month and I am so excited to see what ya’ll think.
2019-10-07 17:57:45 +0000 UTC
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“What about you?” Kamilah huffs. “Have you not considered Del might propose to you at some point?”
I slouch back in my seat. “I mean...It’s not like I have a secret pinterest board about it or anything,” I grumble.
Kamilah glances back at me. “So, you’ve had it on your mind, huh?”
“I’ve always wanted a wedding, ever since I saw Cinderella as a kid. Where the birds hold up her veil and as she runs down the stairs and she loses her shoe again.”
...
2019-10-04 21:00:02 +0000 UTC
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I decide to stay in Hearthway Hollow for the time being. I was planning on taking a vacation anyway, so my schedule isn’t too messed up. I can take the risk, I figure, staying in this strange town full of its werewolf customs. I’ve already stumbled into one of the pitfalls that this town is infamous for.
I met Jess-Belle when she was cleaning for my moms. She’s working on getting he...
2019-10-04 19:00:02 +0000 UTC
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“Could let this be an art studio.” He points out through the windows where the garden envelops on all sides with fruit trees, flowering bushes, and a pond just beyond with swans gliding across the cool water. “Let painters and what not in here and work for as long as they needed.”
“Are you an artist?” I ask him.
Nathan throws his head back and laughs. “Oh gods, no! The only talent I have is money, and that’s not really something to be proud of.”
I smile at ...
2019-10-03 21:01:39 +0000 UTC
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I haven’t seen my brother, Rudi, in a few years, since he took himself and his dream of candy-making to America. When we were kids, Rudi used to tell me strange stories about the town her grew up in- Hearthway Hollow. It was a sanctuary for people like us, where we could live peacefully with no worries of attack, being hunted, or suddenly having to leave. It had always been our dream to go there on...
2019-10-03 19:01:00 +0000 UTC
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“Oh, hi uhm-” I stop when I see the man behind the counter. Mariska is a pale goddess, but this man, oh wow, this man. My palms get sweaty instantly as he smiles at me. Like Mariska, he has cream like skin, his hair is pure white, and tied back into a fishtail braid. His eyes are ultraviolet, lined with the thickest eyelashes I have ever seen. His brows are bushy and wild, and he has a five o’clock shadow of white on his jaw.
“Let me guess,” he says with a smile. “I am very ...
2019-10-02 21:01:00 +0000 UTC
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