Inspired by Mad Girl by Emilie Autumn.

Amusing poem about a princess that refuses to wake up.

God’s children don’t belong in bars.

Don’t burden your heart
with ugly thoughts.

The youngest Prince of Highridge was not a man who sailed through life with ease, but instead was a man who cut through it with a sword, usually creating chaos in his wake.
For such a man, a Prince, rules are nothing but suggestions from higher up that he do as he is told but that seldom occurs.

A short story about a Vampire Prince and a woman.

Pink lips smile…

An old one… cheers.

The first chapter of a new thing I’m starting. Hopefully many more will follow.

Inspired by a photo by my husband of him and I in our costumes. Dedicated lovingly to my husband Troy.