When they reached her house, Grant asked if she was sure she wanted to go in and offered to just grab some things for her while she waited in the car. She wasn’t keen on having some guy rummaging through her clothes, though, so she declined. Even if she was pretty sure he wasn’t a pervert, it was the principle of the thing.
“Do you need a bag?” he asked.
“No, I’ve got pl...
2024-08-21 17:04:11 +0000 UTC View PostAfter the moment passed, Morrigan couldn’t help but feel the awkwardness creeping back in. She’d been at odds with her mom her whole life, so she supposed she couldn’t expect things to change completely in one heartfelt moment. Still, something did change, and it felt good to have that moment with her.
“So, when do you think you’ll get out of here?” Morrigan asked. 2024-08-19 19:02:16 +0000 UTC View Post
“Come over here, kid, let me look at you,” her mom said.
Morrigan forced a smile and approached slowly. She flinched when her mom took her hand and looked up at her. Morrigan focused on maintaining her glamour, worried about how closely her mom was scrutinizing her, afraid she might see through it.
“You haven’t been eating right, have you? And what’s with all the black?”...
2024-08-17 19:40:14 +0000 UTC View PostMorrigan ended up catching up on some of her lost sleep from the night before until a sudden tapping on the door jerked her awake. “Morrigan, are you in there?”
Morrigan sat up, feeling exhausted. She looked over to Pepper’s bed and saw she was gone.
“I’m coming in,” the voice called again, and Morrigan realized it was Sarrah a moment before the door opened. “Oh, good....
2024-08-15 17:34:05 +0000 UTC View PostMorrigan stared at Pepper, her brow furrowing. “Your… sister? You’ve seen her spirit?”
Pepper nodded silently, her expression somber.
Morrigan hesitated before asking, “How long ago did she…?”
“There was a car accident,” Pepper began, her voice trembling. “A truck ran a red light and hit the driver’s side of our car. My father and sister died instantly, b...
2024-08-12 17:31:41 +0000 UTC View PostMorrigan carefully navigated downstairs, favoring her injured ankle with each step. When she and Pepper arrived in the dining room, they found Jenna and Tyler setting the table with plates and silverware. Morrigan knew their type all too well—they probably played the part of angels in front of the counselor and even if any of the adults suspected them, they likely underestimated just how devi...
2024-08-09 18:12:59 +0000 UTC View Post“Okay! Wake up, girls!” Sarah called from down the hall. Morrigan could hear her knocking on each door as she went from one room to the next. “Rise and shine! Breakfast in an hour!”
Morrigan wrapped her pillow around her ears and winked one eye open as she looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand. It was 8:00am. That wasn’t terribly early, but considering the amount ...
2024-08-07 16:15:41 +0000 UTC View PostFreeing her foot was much easier once there were two people with proper leverage to lift the shelf from. There was a deep gash in her ankle, and the woman, whom Morrigan had yet to catch the name of, felt tentatively around the wound. She then forced Morrigan’s foot to move, which made her wince. “It’s sprained but doesn’t seem broken. You got lucky,” she said. “Stand up. I’ll hel...
2024-08-05 18:34:13 +0000 UTC View PostMorrigan cracked the door open lightly and strained her hearing to pick up any movement. Down the hall, she could hear the distinct sound of a T.V., which may have explained why the lady seemed so pissed at her when she had come to get Morrigan—probably missed some of her show.
Sliding out of the room, she lightly pushed the door back into place, then put her back against the wall as sh...
2024-08-02 20:12:09 +0000 UTC View PostMorrigan thought she was back at the hospital, except the hallways stretched impossibly long. Or rather, hallway—singular—as there were no turns, just an endless corridor with doors on either side that stretched as far as she could see. Glancing over her shoulder, she saw the same infinite hallway trailing behind her.
At least I have my…
She checked her pockets for th...
2024-07-31 10:36:56 +0000 UTC View PostMorrigan stared out the window of the police car. The sky was turning dark blue outside, and street lamps were already turning on. She felt like she had been stuck in that police station for far longer than the couple of hours it actually was.
When they finally pulled off the road, they came to a building that looked like a very large house. It was rather bland, though, with...
2024-07-29 14:32:56 +0000 UTC View PostMorrigan sat alone in the stark, dimly lit room at the police station. The only furniture was a metal table and two uncomfortable chairs. The cuffs had been removed, but her wrists and shoulders still felt slightly sore. She rubbed her wrists absentmindedly, trying to calm the anxiety gnawing at her insides. The door was closed, and she knew it was locked from the outside.
At least they h...
2024-07-26 20:16:24 +0000 UTC View Post“Okay, okay, I won’t run again. Let me go,” Morrigan complained as he led her around the outside of the hospital and towards the front.
“Sorry, can’t do that.”
“But I didn’t break any laws!”
“Actually, you did.”
Morrigan let out a frustrated groan. He kept a grip on her upper arm as he led her. Considering she was handcuffed, she didn’t understand...
2024-07-24 19:02:46 +0000 UTC View Post(Quick announcement- I'm changing to a Monday / Wednesday / Friday posting schedule.
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Morrigan wasn’t sure precisely what she felt as she stepped inside the hospital room. She looked upon her mother, lying in bed with her eyes closed, an I.V. in her arm, and ...
“Okay, cup your hands,” Hilda said as she pinched a few strands of the brown hair and started rolling it between her fingers until it balled up. Morrigan watched, almost hypnotized by the process, as the hair became shorter until it disappeared between Hilda’s two fingers.
“Now, concentrate on your mom. Put not just an image in your mind but the sound of her voice, her demeanor, b...
2024-07-19 11:11:19 +0000 UTC View PostMorrigan felt sick as she paced back and forth, going from the kitchen to the book-cluttered living room.
Why is this happening?!
She pulled out her phone and, for probably the hundredth time, looked for an update that wasn’t there. Read-it could offer some interaction with the story, but she didn’t dare. She would lose it if she saw any trolls making light of thi...
2024-07-18 20:19:03 +0000 UTC View PostThe scars around her eyes and mouth made it obvious who this other reaper was. If that wasn’t enough, ‘Master’ could only be referring to Death himself. This was the girl from the diary—Alice; Death’s last apprentice.
Morrigan wasn’t sure what to say. Normally, a greeting would be the natural way to start, but considering the way she chose to introduce herself, Morrigan had tr...
2024-07-17 13:32:23 +0000 UTC View PostRussel sprinted as fast as he could, his heavy boots silent as they slammed against the ground. The strangeness of it all bewildered him. He didn’t feel his breath catching or his muscles straining from exertion. It was as if he was made of air, and for all he knew, that might be close to the truth. He could see his body, his shirt stained with blood, and he remembered being shot—the pain a...
2024-07-12 11:18:37 +0000 UTC View PostMorrigan scanned the blotchy black lettering as she sat on the bus.
John McCarthy, age 32, 2475 Airport Road, bullet wound, 10:35am.
Russel De’Grasse, age 24, 2360 Airport Road, bullet wound, 10:39am.
It seemed only one of her two clients from the impending shootout would be going to hell, but it still unnerved her. She rolled the list back up and c...
2024-07-11 15:29:09 +0000 UTC View Post“You expect me to just lie down and take this!” the tattooed spirit yelled at Morrigan. “I have rights, you know! You can’t just come over here with your ‘Oooo, I’m here to guide you to heaven.’ I have a RIGHT to stay here until I’m ready to go!”
Morrigan let out an exasperated sigh as the early morning breeze tousled her white hair and she fixed her red ey...
2024-07-10 20:28:01 +0000 UTC View PostIt was important to have friends. Though, Trish knew better than anyone that friends could only be as trustworthy as they were mutually valuable to each other. As for her new friend, clearly, she was valuable to him, but not in the usual way. She was rich, yes, but more importantly, she had resources. As C.E.O. of RoyTech, there was little that fell outside of her power to coordinate. But, that...
2024-07-04 19:19:09 +0000 UTC View PostBy the time they retired for the night, Morrigan had so little energy she wasn’t even able to freak out about sleeping next to Emma. Though, she kept her back facing away from her since her hoodie was still hanging up to dry, and she was worried about the demon flesh acting up while they slept. Dawn was nearly breaking, so she fell asleep to the sound of chirping birds, and despite ever...
2024-07-03 18:35:12 +0000 UTC View PostMorrigan awoke with a start, her eyes snapping open to the sight of a crackling fire. For a moment, she lay still, disoriented. She wasn’t sure where she was, so she stared at the fire, mesmerized. Then, it started to come back to her, and she looked down at herself. She remembered the sickening feel of blood and gore soaking her clothing, and sticking to her skin. As she examined herself, sh...
2024-06-29 16:04:59 +0000 UTC View PostEmma’s eyes widened in horror as she saw the monstrous arm forming from Morrigan’s back. She hesitated, but the sight of her friend in distress pushed her forward. “Morrigan! Hang on, I'm coming!” she shouted, her voice shaking but determined. She had no idea what she would do, but she just knew she had to do something.
The demon flesh continued to thrash and grow, tendri...
2024-06-27 19:27:29 +0000 UTC View Post“Oh my god, thank you!” Morrigan gasped, realizing that if Hilda hadn’t intervened, she would have been swallowed whole by the monster.
“Don’t… thank me yet,” Hilda huffed, her grip tightening on the staff, teeth gritted.
A grotesque slurping sound surrounded them, reminiscent of stirring macaroni and cheese—but magnified a hundredfold. It felt as though the e...
2024-06-26 12:00:50 +0000 UTC View PostA flurry of tendrils erupted from Noir’s body, slicing the air like whips as they lashed at the demon. Tufts of fur and blood were ripped away, but it did nothing to halt the demon's charge. Sheltered behind Hilda's protective barrier, Morrigan took a defensive stance, fighting the urge to flee. She had a role to play here. They were relying on her scythe to do what neither Noir or Hilda...
2024-06-22 16:24:07 +0000 UTC View PostHilda summoned her staff as she sprinted downhill through the forest, weaving between trees and leaping over obstacles. Morrigan, with her scythe at the ready, kept pace as best she could, while Emma lagged behind.
“Morrigan,” Hilda called over her shoulder. “Let me know if you see anything.”
“Yeah, I will,” Morrigan replied. She had found a tinge of satisfaction in Igno...
2024-06-20 19:42:54 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 64
Somewhere within the 24 hours between Hilda’s announcement of showing them how to make moonwater and the next full moon, the little demonstration turned into a full-blown camping trip. Hilda had shown up that afternoon right after Morrigan and Death pulled into the driveway, having finished reaping for the day. Thankfully, it was a relatively easy day without any difficult ca...
2024-06-19 13:54:29 +0000 UTC View PostEmma made iced tea for everyone, then they migrated to the living room. Morrigan hadn’t thought she’d need permission from Death before asking for Hilda’s assistance, but Noir seemed to think otherwise.
“Master, this isn’t a good idea.” Noir said from atop the coffee table in the middle of the room. Emma sat on the floor, legs tucked under the table, sipping her tea. Morrigan ...
2024-06-14 18:56:47 +0000 UTC View PostMorrigan paced back and forth in her room as she vented everything. Emma sat cross-legged on the bed, resting her chin in her hand, attempting to process Morrigan’s frantic tirade.
“So, not only is my face and personal life plastered all over the news, but my mom’s probably going to end up locked up. And I have to worry about the damn reaper police deciding to either lock m...
2024-06-13 16:36:20 +0000 UTC View Post