Chapter 3 — “Return to Silverleaf”

Scene 1: Back to Civilization
Morning unfurled over the Silverwood like a long-awaited system reboot finally completing its intricate update. The sun, peeking through billowing tendrils of mist, cast a golden hue over the ancient trees, their leaves shimmering like jewels in the amber light. For once, the usual chaos of flickering lights, sudden explosions, and garbled screams was absent, creating an atmosphere that felt almost surreal in its tranquility.

It was really tragic, no, heart wrenching, to see Taylor. He used to be such a good boy. It only shows how detrimental betting can be for the happiness and wellbeing of people.

Chapter 10

When they arrived back in London, Willow told the couple to take a couple of days to absorb what had happened and to be back in the office on Monday morning for Edward to catch up with Olives’ new knowledge about the organising side of things.

The following week, Garry took Bryan and Eleanor to Los Angeles to introduce them to the existing office and leave them there for a couple of weeks to sort out how the locals were going to work with the office having a head office specialist on their side.

Eriana has had a nervous breakdown and is being treated at Joth's new Clinic. The ferocity of the Rains mean that those inside are trapped there, forced to fall back on their own knowledge.

The Voyage of the Visund

A tale of Anmar by Penny Lane

105 - Eriana Adrift

I resisted laughing, for fear it would come out as a giggle.

Pete's Vagina
76. Bullet
Erin Halfelven

April - London - Angel

Angel rode her Honda out to the edge of London, where the city turned to flats and then fields, to see the place where Angel had been made—not born but shaped.

The façade of St. Margaret’s Home for Girls was the color of old blood, the paint peeling in strips revealing the bones underneath. The sign out front was warped by sun and rain: “Empowering Girls For a Brighter Tomorrow.”

Sometimes death isn't the end. Sometimes, people can come back with new lives and new powers. This is one of those times.

This is a serial story with litrpg and gamelit elements.

Demands My Soul

A Transgender Heroine's Journey & Romance Novel

From THE ONE Universe

Chapter 21: The Pressure Cooker

By Ariel Montine Strickland

How will Serina react when Craig's goons attack her by intimidating her boss in the name of gantering information for the case as Craig appeals their lower court win?

Copyright 2025 by Ariel Montine Strickland.
All Rights Reserved.

Life Passed

A Transgender Paranormal Fantasy

From the Paranormal Visitor Universe

Chapter Twenty-one: Love's Triumph

By Sasha Zarya Nexus

Will the circles be summoned as points of light were appearing all over Cedar Hollow?
Will both Elias and the elemental be transformed by the united circle?

Copyright 2008, 2025 by Sasha Zarya Nexus.
All Rights Reserved.

In the quiet heart of southwestern Wyoming, a small town clings to its small-town ways. But when a sudden boom brings big money and bigger secrets, what’s left of the town they thought they knew?

As usual, I want to thank Malady for beta reading, and helping edit.
I'd also like to thank those who comment for their part in beta reading too! :-)

Chapter 32

July 5th, 2028

10:00 AM

Subject: You’re not who they cheer for

From: millieB@ghosttrail.net

To: denise.smith@gradecounty.org

Denise,

You looked radiant in the parade. The ponytail, the swimsuit, the cheers. All so perfect.

But let’s be honest. They weren’t cheering for you. They were cheering for the land. The trust. The inheritance. You’re the vessel, not the victory.

They smile because they want something. They praise because they’re afraid to lose access. You think they see you—but they see acreage, not identity.

You’re not their daughter. You’re their deed holder.

Enjoy the spotlight while it lasts.

—Millie

Sometimes death isn't the end. Sometimes, people can come back with new lives and new powers. This is one of those times.

This is a serial story with litrpg and gamelit elements.

Late March - New York - Mark Steele’s Penthouse

Mark tried to be helpful. Really.

He knew what posh girls used on their faces though he never really had the money to buy any of it when he was working at the Licorice Elephant. So he bought Angel three types of cleanser, and a Sephora haul large enough to bankrupt a minor country. The first morning, he left a care package on her side of the sink: organic moisturizer, a detangling brush, a perfect lipstick matched to her skin.

Angel found it and said nothing.

Chapter 4 September 10th 2025

Grace pushed the big shopping cart thing and searched for the specific jar of pickles that had been eluding her for far too long. It wasn’t so much that the job of “personal shopper” at Wal-Mart was hard, it was just very dull. It did have it’s advantages, she could leave her earbud in and listen to music, and she didn’t have to talk to people.

She glanced left and two young guys whose t-shirts confessed their love of hunting and cage fighting were coming her way.