Boss Monster

‘It’ll be simple,’ he said, voice barely shaking. ‘Run in, grab the treasure, run out.’

‘What about the monsters?’ she replied. ‘What about the dragon?’

‘Well … we’ll move too fast for them, thanks to this.’ He hefted his newly purchased spellbook. ‘And you have the sword if anything goes wrong.’

‘I do not feel confident I could take on a dragon!’

‘We won’t have to!’

They clasped hands and he cast the spell, again and again. Walls crumbled before them to reform behind them.

All manner of twisted beasts and grasping undead howled at them, but they were gone each time before anything could be done.… Read more

An unusual ranger

When her mother cut down the green jelly beast, she’d watched its remains ooze into the earth.

‘Keep back,’ her mother warned.

But later, when a small chunk of green bounced toward her through the grass, she tossed it a strip of bread and watched it absorb it hungrily.

When she built up the courage to touch it, it didn’t burn as she feared; it was cool, and purred slimily at her touch.

One day she would be infamous for her (mostly) tame Gelatinous Cube.

Image by OpenClipart-Vectors from Pixabay.… Read more

The Golden Queen & the Crimson Scourge

The red dragon crumpled to the ground, her wings snapped, her heart bared and beating with a weak volcanic glow.

The knight limped up to that hulking, steaming body. His armour was scorched in places, and ripped free in others. With his bare arm –burned and wrapped in rags — he hefted a sword.

‘Time to put an end to this,’ he said, and drew back to strike.

He was knocked over by a whoosh of air from behind, the sword clattering across the floor.

‘Stop!’

The knight scrambled to bow. ‘Your Majesty.’

Her gaze was fixed on the fallen dragon.… Read more

Non Player Character (Chapter 1: The Ultimate Escapism)

Non Player Character is a work-in-progress but I wanted to share it while I work on the first draft. Please bear in mind that this is an unedited work, but hopefully you will still enjoy it!

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Chapter One: The Ultimate Escapism

I was standing on a stranger’s doorstep and wishing my feet were nailed to the ground. Even now, I could feel the build up of pressure in my chest, the restlessness growing in my legs making me jiggle slightly on the spot. I was a champion of accidental “ding-dong-ditch”. I would go somewhere new, ring the bell, and the next thing I knew I was sprinting to my car with my hood up and the sense that the wolves were on my heels.… Read more