I sit quietly in the giving chair even though my stomach is tight with fear and worry.
I did not cry when my name was called. Becoming the offering is supposed to be an honour, or that is what they tell us.
As Ada and Kara make the final adjustments of my almost sheer, white robe, I once again recite the reasons why I must go.
I have seen twenty three summers. I have lived a good life thus far. If I were younger I could lament that it’s not my time.
But it is my time. It is time to perform my duty for the village and all the people in it that I love...
This is a short monster novella of approx. 15k words. Mostly spice, a dash of plot and an HEA guaranteed.
I did not cry when my name was called. Becoming the offering is supposed to be an honour, or that is what they tell us.
As Ada and Kara make the final adjustments of my almost sheer, white robe, I once again recite the reasons why I must go.
I have seen twenty three summers. I have lived a good life thus far. If I were younger I could lament that it’s not my time.
But it is my time. It is time to perform my duty for the village and all the people in it that I love...
This is a short monster novella of approx. 15k words. Mostly spice, a dash of plot and an HEA guaranteed.
Used availability for Samantha Madisen's Taken by the Troll