The Sweetness of Eden; A Tale of Lust The Sweetness of Eden; A Tale of Lust By Megan Cutler | February 24, 2017 | Comments 0 Comment No connections. That was Cazella’s rule. Favorites were fine; they kept her entertained and kept her paid. A win-win scenario. But connections could get people killed. She danced her corners like they were stages, the street lights her spotlight, the passing cars the roar of the crowd. And she took appointments at the Madame’s request. … Read More Read More
Seventy Percent Success Rate; a Tale of Pride Seventy Percent Success Rate; a Tale of Pride By Megan Cutler | February 17, 2017 | Comments 0 Comment “I’ve noticed a disturbing trend.” “Oh?” The queen arched an eyebrow, peering across the short table at the head of her personal guard. Even at a private, informal meeting he was an imposing man. His dark eyes were full of storm clouds as his lips pressed into a thin line. A stray lock of black … Read More Read More
The Ultimate Key; a Tale of Greed The Ultimate Key; a Tale of Greed By Megan Cutler | February 10, 2017 | Comments 1 comment Of all the queen’s treasures, it was to the simple silver key she wore around her neck that Silkfoot’s eyes were continuously drawn. It was too plain to have been intended as a decoration, too ordinary to suit the fantastic nature of the woman who wore it. But he dared not ask about the adornment, … Read More Read More
The Price of War; a Tale of Wrath The Price of War; a Tale of Wrath By Megan Cutler | February 3, 2017 | Comments 1 comment For all their complaints about having to run laps in full combat gear, Domerin’s soldiers never fully appreciated how bulky and awkward their combat armor really was until they were forced to wade through dense jungle undergrowth in it. The only things worse would have been loose sand or snow; both of which Domerin tried … Read More Read More
The Seeds of Chaos; a Tale of Envy The Seeds of Chaos; a Tale of Envy By Megan Cutler | January 27, 2017 | Comments 0 Comment “Hello Kitty-Cat.” The way Crescent bristled, Elian could tell the greeting struck the desired nerve. It was easy to imagine the other man in his furred form, hair standing on end, tail swollen to express his aggression; especially when Crescent bared his teeth exactly the way a cat might. Pretending not to notice the effects … Read More Read More
The One Who’s Damned; a Tale of Gluttony The One Who’s Damned; a Tale of Gluttony By Megan Cutler | January 20, 2017 | Comments 0 Comment Here’s the second installment of the seven deadly sins character series. Up next is Endryn, whom I’ve only ever written about once before. This story takes place significantly earlier in his timeline. . . . The voices whispered in his head every day from dawn till dusk. Then they screamed. He spent his nights huddled … Read More Read More
Minimum Safety Threshold; a Tale of Sloth Minimum Safety Threshold; a Tale of Sloth By Megan Cutler | January 13, 2017 | Comments 0 Comment While browsing the list of interesting prompts I have saved, I came across the seven deadly sins. I instantly started wondering which of my characters would fit each sin. That later evolved into wondering which critical sin each of my major characters would suffer. I decided to write a series exploring that very topic (there … Read More Read More
Introducing The Light of Eternity – Book 1 of Eternity’s Empire Introducing The Light of Eternity – Book 1 of Eternity’s Empire By Megan Cutler | January 10, 2017 | Comments 1 comment Early last year I set out to produce a series of serial short stories surrounding a group of college age girls who suddenly discover they have the magical abilities of ancient goddesses. I started with an outline and quickly threw it out, enjoying the thrill of going where the story took me. I use this … Read More Read More
In Love and Trust In Love and Trust By Megan Cutler | December 16, 2016 | Comments 1 comment The pathetic little creature had been stalking him for about forty minutes now, darting beneath the nearest cover every time he half-turned his head. It seemed to be under the impression that hiding its face was enough to keep him from noticing the brightly colored legs shivering in the cold and wind. If not for … Read More Read More
I Will Lie to You I Will Lie to You By Megan Cutler | December 9, 2016 | Comments 0 Comment As the dim light of the station’s simulated dawn struck her eyes, Cazella remembered only her terror when she approached the security manager’s door. Such fear was born neither of knowing that she was surrounded by the mob, nor the fact that she was likely to become their target within the hour; both were positions … Read More Read More