The game was on. And the one who started it all was beginning to question who was the hunter and who was the prey?

It was after five by the time I returned to Kristina’s flat. I was feeling depressed, hurt, and angry. I opened the door and heard my phone ringing from the living room and it struck me that in my rush to go in to the facility I’d left both my purse and phone. I hurried into the living room just as the phone went to voice mail.

I saw that it was a missed call from Lana and rather than listen to the message I sent her a text.

Garia is still juggling people and activities as she moves through the palace. She introduces Tarvan and Milsy to the difference between AC and DC and gives hints about possible uses before a meeting of the War council is called. She learns about the retaking of Joth and the preparations being made to carry the war to Yod.

Somewhere Else Entirely

by Penny Lane

118 - Different Currents

The sound of my alarm going off pulled me from the dark pit I’d been in. I rolled onto my back and the shifting weight on my chest made me realize that it all wasn’t just a bad dream. The last two days had really happened. I slowly pushed myself up and groaned.

“Oh, man, am I sore.”

Luna meets her room-mate and makes some desperately needed friends. Unfortunately, her reputation also takes a further a knock, when during the introductory tour, some indiscreet questions are asked about what she has foreseen.

Jessica's Story - Part 5

Things are settling down in the Smith household, following Adam's departure. The summer holidays are upon them, and a week in Blackpool is soon followed by a shopping trip with Sally.

I was sleeping on my left side and rolled over toward the edge of the bed and away from the wall as my cell phone alarm went off. I felt the shifting of extra flesh on my chest and paused, flat on my back to take stock. My head was pounding and my mouth tasted terrible.

After surviving an unexpected and brutal encounter with a monster, a young man is drawn into the world of the Val Kyr.

Anyone remember this one? I know, I keep asking that. But I keep feeling like I need to. I should probably do something about that in fact; taking months to update a story is probably my most irritating feature as a writer. If only my muse didn't have ADHD.

Anyway, the plot thickens for Sasha.

Copyright Nagrij 2015.

I was accompanying my cousin on his contest winning trip to a lavish Hollywood premiere. I was merely his 'plus one' and chaperone. The last thing I had intended was to become the center of attention - as the stand-in for the reclusive, troubled starlet.