- Posting Speed
- One post per week
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Preferred Character Gender
- Female
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Romance, Modern, Fantasy, Adventure, Action, Supernatural
“That sounds… nice,” Faye answered, jealousy brewing beneath the surface. It was a jealousy she hadn’t expected to feel. But their list consisted of much that she didn’t have. Her strange power had not given her anything on their list. Everything had been taken from her. Desperately she had clawed for the minimum of freedom and peace. Which is why this situation frustrated her. It was why she was afraid to stay. The pack felt warm, it was a place to belong. And she didn’t want her presence to take anything away from them.
She poked at her meal. “Being immortal, or anything close to it really, isn’t all that it’s cracked up to be.” she mused. “Though a long life with those you care about doesn’t sound like such a bad deal.”
She poked at her meal. “Being immortal, or anything close to it really, isn’t all that it’s cracked up to be.” she mused. “Though a long life with those you care about doesn’t sound like such a bad deal.”