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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Miracori Express
Nakayla pulled the warm cloak tightly around Desi as her sister shivered in her arms. At this height, the air wasn’t as warm as it could be, even with the sun shining down on them. The wind didn't help. She glanced back to make sure Daz and Mytal were still following. They waved from astride their brown and nearly golden dragons.
By Natalie Demoss3 years ago in Fiction
Hades Airlines
“Good evening, dearly departed. On behalf of Hades Airlines, it is my pleasure to welcome you aboard flight 666 with service to Elysium and continuing service to the Asphodel Meadows and Tartarus.” The flight attendant said with a bright smile that bordered on terrifying. Maybe it was the lack of flesh on her body. “Your pilot for this flight is Charon. I am Darya. Samuel will also be of service on this flight.”
By Natalie Demoss3 years ago in Fiction
Croaked Magic
“Delia!” I cried, frantically hopping around, trying to get her attention. “Delia! Over here!” She looked up from her spell book. Delia was three years older than me. My father had taken her as an apprentice when her working-class family realized she had a propensity for magic.
By Natalie Demoss3 years ago in Fiction
Goddess in the Moonlit Forest
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. The last rays of the sun kissed the clouds as it sank. While most of the area slumbered, the fields and forests bustled with activity as the nocturnal creatures awoke.
By Natalie Demoss3 years ago in Fiction
Once Upon a Raven’s Wing
Ever since I was a child, strange and occasionally terrifying dreams have afflicted me. More often than not, I experience an odd sensation of my body feeling heavy enough to sink into my mattress like a lead weight while also light as air, as if I am floating above myself.
By Natalie Demoss3 years ago in Fiction
Memoirs of a Happy Home
If walls could talk...of course walls can talk. Everything can talk. It's just that very few are able to hear beyond their own reality. All they hear are the creaks and groans of me and my household brethren settling. The entire house can see and hear all within and around it. Mirrors see the most as they are a reflection of what is happening with their range. Windows see the least, for all that they allow others to see through them. But yes, walls can hear and see and talk and even feel far more than one would expect.
By Natalie Demoss3 years ago in Fiction
Poisoned Flower of Paradise
Jessamine stood at the edge of the rocky cliff gazing out over the crashing waves. Below her was a crowded beach, popular with tourists. She loved the water but not the influx of people escaping the frigid winters of their homelands. Jessamine was tired of the cold, too. Unfortunately, there was no escaping it for her. Despite the sun shining down, there was no warmth in her bones.
By Natalie Demoss3 years ago in Fiction
Prison of Glass and Stone
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. It was a never-ending kaleidoscope of colors as the seasons changed. A vast sea stretched beyond the garden below. The colors were subtle - blues, greys, and sometimes white, constantly crashing on the shore. Sometimes the sun shone brightly through the window. Other times the view was blurred by rain running down the glass.
By Natalie Demoss3 years ago in Fiction
Winter Weekend Getaway at Dagger Lake
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. My knuckles were white, and my fingers were numb from holding onto the oh-shit handle so tightly. The number of potholes we’d hit, coupled with the slush and icy spots, made for a nerve-wracking trip. At least, the portion of it since we stocked up on supplies in the backwater conglomeration of buildings that called itself a town was in dire need of repairs.
By Natalie Demoss3 years ago in Horror
