The Magic Wood

PART I   Silver-etched ferns dipped into the road, shimmering every now and again as the morning sunlight filtered through the canopy overhead. Leara kept her eyes on the way down into the valley. Though she had traveled the path every day from her cottage in the hills, the path was never the same. The …

The Fury

  Lightning streaked across the sky bathing the black in streaks of blue and purple. Not far from the shoreline, Neria could make out the faint outline of the rolling waves and the dark creatures that traveled with them. The sea witch, Fua’mnach, had come and with her, the armies of the deep. Moss and …

YA/NA Blog World Tour: Melion Traverse

YA/NA Blog World Tour: Melion Traverse by Shannon Leigh Rivera In the wild world of bloggers, there exists a fantastic group of YA/NA writers who are taking time over the next year to interview one another. Welcome to installment three in the YA/NA Blog World Tour! Today I am interviewing Melion Traverse. She is published author …

Plunder of Blood, Part I

Eastern Mountain Range, The Revenge Dark blood stained the deck as Captain Mai Li waded through the mess of bodies. One lad, not a day over fifteen, was shaking violently, a pool of red soaking the deck beneath him. Stopping in her tracks, the Captain crouched down to inspect the young fighter’s wounds. “Mortal,” she …

Fortune, Glory, and Death

  Fortune, Glory, and Death   Thick moats of dust clotted the air, swirling about Ya’Zi’s head as he collapsed onto his knees in the dirt.  Breathing heavily, the suffocating smell of unwashed bodies and iron settled deep into his lungs and he instinctively covered his mouth to keep himself from gagging. His muscles felt …

Forlorn Part VI

Forlorn Part VI by Shannon Leigh Rivera Tormaigh woke to the smell of smoke. Attempting to bolt upright, his head swam in a thick cloud of pain and he was forced to lie back down. The world was swirling around him and pounding against his temples. He clutched the sides of his head, rubbing his …

Forlorn Part V

It was dark by the time the King had left the woods near Saoirse’s home, headed down the mountain to the valley below where Liam’s home and people were waiting for his return. The men who stayed behind with Liam were settled around a small fire just to the south of the witch’s abode. Feeling …

Author Interview Series: Suzanna J. Linton

Author Interview with Suzanna J. Linton By Shannon Leigh Rivera   Instead of my regular Friday Fantasy release, I wanted to do an interview post with my friend and fellow writer, Suzanna J. Linton. A few months ago I was running solicitations for guest writers for my site. Suzanna had contacted me asking for more …

Forlorn Part IV

Saoirse woke to the smell of wet dog as Ardal nudged his cold nose in the crux of her neck and then licked her face. “Get off, get off…” Saoirse muttered as she pushed the fluffy bulk of Ardal away. He whimpered and stumbled and she sighed at the sound. Her head was pounding from …