Chapter 15: A Game Interrupted

The living room was alive with the sounds of rapid button clicks and the muffled cheers and groans of Yuqi and her friends. They were locked in an intense gaming session, their characters navigating a chaotic level that none of them seemed close to beating.

“Stay behind me!” Ian shouted, frantically dodging an enemy attack.

“I’ve got it covered!” Yuqi replied, her fingers moving quickly over the controller.

Elliot groaned as his character met a sudden, untimely end. “Unbelievable. This game is rigged.”

Dan Becomes Dawn - The Beginning

By Kathi Jo Daniels

Chapter One: The Invitation
Monday, August 30, 2004

I received a call from an investment group partner asking me to travel to Steamboat Springs, Colorado, to evaluate a mortgage purchase. We rotated through the group, and it was my turn, so I started making plans.

Chapter 3 Rise to High Priest

I awoke the following morning, the remnants of last night's events lingering in my mind like fragments of a vivid dream. As I gazed into the vanity mirror perched atop my desk, reality struck me with undeniable clarity. The reflection, looking back, was altered, transformed by forces I could scarcely comprehend. There was no escaping the truth—I had changed in ways I'd never imagined possible.

 
XXVII: Back at the damn ball

Bulbs flashed everywhere like tasteless arc welders fucking epileptic fireflies. “Countess Devaris!” A tabloid wraith blocked her path. “Does Lady Elaine’s absence signal fractures in Phoenix Rising’s founding triad?”

Chapter 11: The New Kingdom
As I sat upon the elegant throne, a sense of warmth enveloped me, an embrace of magic that sparkled in the air like sunlight on water. More merpeople glided into the throne room, their movements a fluid dance, each figure adorned with shimmering scales that glistened in vibrant hues of deep azure and rich emerald. The light from the majestic throne caught and reflected off their bodies, casting a mesmerizing array of colors across the room.

 
XXI. Mourning and Mothering

XIX. Blackreach and Blacker Hearts

The moth’s carcass smouldered, wings fused to a cigarette butt like a failed origami angel. Evelyn traced the curve of Georgia’s hip, her touch tender as a grease fire. For three breaths, the room held still—the kind of quiet that lives between a trigger pull and the bullet’s verdict.

 
 
XII. The Feast of Fractured Mirrors

The farmhouse table groaned beneath casseroles that reeked of clove and false piety. John’s mother—a woman who starched her hymns—leaned in, her gaze lingering on Lanie’s sun-kissed cheeks and the demure lace dress that was Georgia. “What a vision,” she sighed as if this moment could be preserved like a jar of pickled beets.

 
 
IX. The Morning After

George sat on the toilet seat, hands trembling as piss dribbled between his thighs. The slit was there—shallow, raw, like a razor’s hesitant slip. The evidence of Lanie’s magic splitting him... No, her open.

She was Georgia now.

Chapter 10: Family Vacation
We took the train to the coast, excitement buzzing through me with each passing mile. As we approached our destination, the rhythmic sound of the train on the tracks began to blend with the distant roar of the waves, and I could feel my anticipation growing.

Chapter Eight: Unveiling the Truth

David stared at the sneakers in the box, the deep purple color gleaming under the light. “Great,” he muttered, lifting one up for a closer look. “These will match my scales.”

“Your what?” both his mom and Kelly said in unison, their voices sharp with confusion.

David froze, his mind racing. Crap, why did I say that out loud?

“My dragon… oh, umm… these are really pretty.” He trailed off, trying to backtrack, but his mom wasn’t having it. Her expression hardened, and she crossed her arms.

Chapter Four: A Surge of Fire

The quiet hum of monitors filled David’s hospital room, the soft beeping marking the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. His mother and Emma had just stepped out for coffee, leaving him alone in his still-unconscious state. The fluorescent lights above cast a pale glow over his motionless form.

The peace was shattered when one of the machines began to emit a shrill, rapid alarm. A nurse, passing by the door, rushed in to check the monitors. Her eyes widened as she read the rapidly climbing numbers on the screen.

Helena and Alex stood side by side in the dim corridor of the mag-train, the low hum of its engines reverberating beneath their feet. They had just received word that the warning had come through in time. Morgan’s message, decoded by the Empress Consort, confirmed that an attempt to harm Alex was imminent. Connor’s plot had been laid bare.

Now, it was their turn to respond, a testament to their unwavering courage in the face of danger, their determination shining through every action they took.

In the shadowy halls of the grand temple dedicated to Bellatrice, the High Priest stood in front of an ornate altar, his expression twisted with frustration. The soft glow of candles flickered around him, casting long shadows dancing in sync with his growing anger. The assassin knelt before him, head bowed low in shame, trembling under the weight of the High Priest's piercing gaze.

*** Author's note: This is like my normal stories. This deals with child abuse, neglect, abandonment. There is also other triggering themes in this story.

Chapter 1: The Day Everything Changed

Jake walked home from school like it was any other day, his headphones blaring some angsty song about rebellion and survival. It fit the mood he was in—school sucked, home wasn’t much better, but at least it was something. A roof over his head. Food on the table. A bed to crash on.

Chapter Three – The Rings

Lily finds herself in a an abusive relationship and turns to Detective Steve Vogel for help. He devises a plan whereby Lily will be free from the clutches of Peter Simpson and their budding romance can blossom. A happy ending (pardon the pun) for those who love 'white knight' stories.

Chapter One – The Transvestite, The Burglar and The Policeman

Lilly's house is burgled and incriminating items are taken. Being a closet crossdresser she is concerned that she might be outed. When the burglar confronts her in her own home Lilly is at first shocked but when she realises that the burglar's questionable intentions may be the key to her happiness she surrenders.

As the USS New Horizons continued its journey toward Bermuda, the first rays of the sun began to break over the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow that painted the sky and the water's surface with a breathtaking palette of orange and yellow. The sea, now a glistening canvas of light, reflected the sun's radiant glow, heralding the arrival of a new day and a fresh start. The gentle sound of the waves lapping against the ship's hull added to the serene atmosphere, creating a symphony of nature's beauty.

“She’s probably dead anyway,” said Hote, his voice flatter and distracted.

Alex's jewelry business was gaining traction, thanks in large part to the invaluable support of her fellow consorts. They admired her designs and often showcased her pieces at events and social gatherings. Morgan, in particular, played a significant and irreplaceable role in promoting Alex's work. As a popular singer, Morgan's choice to wear Alex's custom jewelry during her performances was a game-changer, attracting attention and sparking interest in the unique designs.

Time Jump Being Mom in the Past

Chapter One – Escape Plan

Ex FBI agent Jennifer Jones elicits the help of two other trans women when her criminal organisation comes under attack by a vicious, sexual deviant, Russian crime lord who takes her lover and her lover's mother hostage. They form an alliance to try to take him down and rescue the hostages. The three trans women develop very complicated relationships with each other.

Replacing Her Sister A Journey of Transition