This is my Camp NaNo project! A GE flashfiction for everyday in april!

His children burn, a war waged in their name, against their name. They bear the flame. [Rated T for canon typical violence, death, and darker topics. Rating subject to change.]

A collection of fall stories for the October 2023 Citadel of Words Challenge.

Re-uploaded. Stories for the Citadel of Words' October Prompt Challenge. Rated T for safety

Edward just wants to get to the youth retreat without incident. The Jovesons aren't going to let him. Absolute chaos, modern AU. OCs. Just roll with it. for Citadel of Words Prompt 3: Pumpkin Spice

'Blessed is the one who perseveres under trial because, having stood the test, that person will receive the crown of life that the Lord has promised to those who love Him' James 1:12, NIV. The trees still had green the day that Smalls was taken. That green is gone now, and Smalls is afraid. Young!Smalls fic, rated for mentioned child abuse (erm, torture) and overall angsty-ness.

Having a cold on the anniversary of a traumatic event is the worst, as Heather is soon to find out. Emma and Heather being best friends, because there's not enough of that on this websight.

"It was him," the red-eyed leader spat out. "The heir and his pathetic guardian." Out of the corner of her eye, Heather could see Father's head jerk up slightly, like he knew what they were talking about. Mother's eyes were visibly wider now. [AU, rated T for canon-typical violence & death]

And as he took his final breath, the only thing on his mind was the fate of his children. Rated T for violence, death, and darker topics.

This is just going to be one chapter of the book coming after Ember's Blood, meant to get ideas from y'all and see whether or not y'all like it. So please, review! And Enjoy!

Jupiter has always been there, at least in Wilfred's memory. Or; the one where Wilfred's life is uprooted again and again, but the one constant is Jupiter. Jupiter and Wilfred friendship fic, rated T for mentions of child abuse.

This is a story about a diary...Breelia Wilder's diary, to be precise. And two rabbits who want to steal it.

Garten woke up. [Rated T for canon-typical violence and death]

Smalls isn't prepared for the change that turns his life upside down. After the shocking entrance of his guardian's niece and nephew into his life, the swirling secrets they carry begin to rival Smalls' own internal pain. As the world around him becomes increasingly unstable, Smalls must choose to either let go of his fear to trust, or fall to the storm all around.

Weezie and Picket tell each other everything. They're best friends, as well as husband and wife. But when Picket comes home late one evening and refuses to tell Weezie what he was doing, she can't help but question things that shouldn't be questioned. Rated for safety.

Heather is alone at night in a slave city, and her heart is broken. She can put on a facade during the day, but at night she can't hide.

Wilfred wakes for the first time in thirteen years to find Smalls gone, and the regret and grief is crushing.

Flora Jenkins knows who she is. She knows that she's going to be the next Captain of the Valiant, if she can pass her initiation test. And she knows she hasn't gone by her real name, Joveson, in twelve years, and plans never to do so again. Too bad a group of strangers who approach her while the ship is moored in Yorkstien Harbor are determined to change that. T for Sea Monsters

On a special day, Jo is not him self, then he tell of how he decided to fight with a bow instead of a sword. Disclaimer: The only characters I own are Dan, Moonstone, and Haydan. The rest are S. D. Smith's. R&R. Enjoy.

Here we are, smack dab in the middle of Spring. I'm setting myself a personal goal to make this challenge as diversely plotted as possible, let's see how it goes. T for safety.

My stories for the March Citadel of Words challenge!

Rated T for safety

Smalls figured it was around his fourth cup of coffee that the cold symptoms really kicked in. Yes, yes, I think we all know by now that Smalls has *zero* self preservation skills. He usually had allergies, and drowned them out in an unholy amount of coffee and skeptically-given pain medication. Until it began to go beyond allergies, and then it was a problem. For Citadel of Words.

A personal challenge I'm doing to write one piece of GE flash fiction every day in February.

The anniversary of Smalls and Heather's engagement, twenty-five years post it, and their love for each other has not waned.