Sian N. Clutton
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A horror and thriller writer at heart, who's recently decided to take a stab at other genres.
I sincerly hope you find something that either touches your soul or scares your socks off.
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Devotion
Will you marry me? My stomach somersaults as I realise I am engaged, betrothed, affianced. People say little girls dream of this moment their whole lives, but for most of mine, I feigned no interest in the complexities of marriage. Nor did I ever fantasise about becoming a mother or raising children.
By Sian N. Clutton2 years ago in Families
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Katie woke with a shudder. Sitting up, she stared into the darkness of her bedroom and scanned its shadowy crevices. The full moon leaked between the gap in the curtains, casting dim light around the room. Something had woken her; she was sure of it. But everything in the room was as it should be; nothing looked out of place. She sat in silence and listened for any sign her children might be out of bed, hearing nothing unusual over the rhythmic snoring of her husband.
By Sian N. Clutton2 years ago in Criminal
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Ryan lay on his stomach on the living room floor with his legs in the air. Crayon in hand, he focused on adding colour to his best drawing to date. He couldn't wait to show his mother when she returned home, but he had to finish it first. Desperately seeking the full 'wow factor' when he showed her. He knew she would be ever so proud of him, and if he was lucky, it might just gain pride of place on the refrigerator.
By Sian N. Clutton2 years ago in Fiction
