Natalie Demoss
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Single mom to an Autistic child and budding author and artist finally following my dreams. The hand drawn art on my stories is my own.
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The Horned Lady of the Forest
Madailéin gripped the hickory staff to support herself as she stepped up onto the stone jutting out at the top of the waterfall. While she had the enhanced dexterity of one who had spent several lifetimes in the wild, the rocky surface was wet. She didn't fancy a swim at the bottom of the cascade.
By Natalie Demoss2 months ago in Fiction
The League of the Jaguar . Honorable Mention in Through the Keyhole Challenge.
Elias shifted restlessly on the blanket-covered pallet that served as a bed. The incessant itch of mosquito bites woke him again. Had sleep not been so elusive, he might not have heard the faint noise from the direction of the building’s entrance. It was a muffled cry of fear that stopped abruptly.
By Natalie Demoss3 months ago in Fiction
Heir of Sun and Sand
Ari took several deep breaths as she waited for Dayn to advance. He was one of her father’s soldiers and an elite fighter. Ari tried to tamp down her elation at having gained enough skill to be set a sparring match against him. So far, she had held her own, but she was beginning to tire.
By Natalie Demoss2 years ago in Fiction
Twist of Fortune
I smiled politely at the jewel-encrusted heiress as she selected a canape from the tray I held before her. My eyes wandered across the room to find my father at the roulette wheel. He blinked twice as he tossed a few more chips onto the betting table. I gave him an imperceptible nod before handing the woman a napkin. As my hand moved away, a fine diamond bracelet came with it, falling into my apron pocket.
By Natalie Demoss2 years ago in Fiction
The Girl in the Tower
Goody Gothel looked up from her needlework as her crow began to flutter around the room agitatedly. The tapestry was a lifelong project infused with magic. It depicted a tower covered in beautiful flowers. Every stitch reinforced the spell of protection. She sighed and stood to peer outside when Crowley’s cawing became more insistent.
By Natalie Demoss2 years ago in Fiction
