The Assassin’s Guild and their Dragon-Marked Master The Assassin’s Guild and their Dragon-Marked Master By Megan Cutler | March 13, 2017 | Comments 0 Comment I realize, despite previous promises, I haven’t introduced many of my worlds yet. Let’s fix that, shall we? I’ve written excerpts from several worlds drifting around in my head in the writing prompts section, and it might be nice to have a little context for them. I have rather generic names that I use to … Read More Read More
The Blessings of Marriage The Blessings of Marriage By Megan Cutler | March 10, 2017 | Comments 1 comment Every time I hit a multiple of ten with these writing prompts, I like to do something special. This time, I decided to re-write a prompt with the same character, in the same world, but at a different point in their timeline. And it just so happened I was struck by inspiration while I was … Read More Read More
Alien Sacrifices Alien Sacrifices By Megan Cutler | March 3, 2017 | Comments 1 comment Over on Tumblr I participate in the #writeblr community. Some have started posting spontaneous prompts and so far I’ve really enjoyed answering them. So much so that I wanted to share my responses here. These are written off the cuff, without any planning. Today’s prompt was: “The local aliens keep bringing their injured people to … Read More Read More
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