This story is prompted by Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt: #writephoto. Lesa walked down the beach as the waves crash the shore. The sand beneath her feet washed away with each new wave. The smell of the salt water tickled her nose. She looked over her shoulder at the house behind her. Her parent’s
This story is prompted by Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt: #writephoto. Castle Cahercasey did provide Emme and her guard the protection she needed, but the price was high. Her guard always surrounded her, and she never went outside. Never. She stared out the window every day. She could see the calm stream running close
This story is prompted by Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt: #writephoto. Emme stood there shaking. So much had happened in just a few short months. Her life turned upside down. She went from a normal teenager to the Chosen One, a powerful witch. Or at least that was what she was told. You couldn’t
