He caught sight of her across the street, calming and comforting others, her blonde hair shining in the sunlight. He let out a breath, and a coil of fear loosened in his gut.
Juliet pressed her face against his chest. His heart beat even faster than hers and she held on, hoping to ease his fear as well.
When Next We Meet (work in progress)
With a pop-pop-pop, my ankle bowed cockeye, and this time, my worst nightmare came true. I tumbled over the edge of the stage.
Raving Beauty” from Just You and Me set
Serial Killer. Two words guaranteed to strike fear into anyone’s heart.
Nausea punched him in the gut and bone-chilling fear grabbed him by the b*lls.
Sam Bradley w/a McKenna Sinclair