Her Little Slice of Heaven

She carved her own niche, wherever she went

Photo by Caroline Attwood on Unsplash

Knuckles white with the strain, arms shaking with the effort, she held him at bay. Cold metal in her hands, yawning muzzle, staring her tormentor in the face. He would never touch her again. She was through being a victim. Never again.

“Emma. Em. Come on, girlie.” His pleas made her shake her head, grinning. “It was…

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H.C. Holmes

H.C. Holmes

Adventurous with my thinking, dangerous with my pen.