The announcement went live at exactly nine in the morning. By nine-oh-five, the internet was on fire. Lena stood in the Blackwood estate’s grand living room, staring at the massive television screen as financial news anchors dissected her engagement like a corporate acquisition. “Billionaire Adrian Blackwood announces surprise marriage…” “Sources confirm a private ceremony…” “Whitmore … Read more
Lena Whitmore did not sleep. Not after signing the contract. Not after becoming Mrs. Adrian Blackwood. The ink had barely dried, yet the weight of her new last name pressed against her chest like a silent accusation. Blackwood. It sounded powerful. Untouchable. And completely not hers. If she closed her eyes, she could still see … Read more
Lena Whitmore had never imagined that her life would come down to a single signature. One name. One line of ink. One man who didn’t believe in love. The lawyer slid the document across the polished mahogany table. The contract looked harmless, almost elegant — thick ivory paper, embossed with the Blackwood insignia. Across from … Read more
This story contains sensitive content Written in response to: “Set your story during the coldest day of the year.” as part of The Fright Before Christmas. Not even magical reindeer who fly are immortal, and Dasher and Dancer and Prancer and Vixen, Comet and Cupid and Donner and Blitzen were tales of Christmas mornings that had long since … Read more
I always joke around and say that my life is a movie, but at this point I need Spike Lee. It’s 4:45 pm, I know that I need to ring the bell so that the boys can finally get out of daycare but I needed a few minutes to myself. Breathe. Alright let’s go I … Read more