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Beta Reader ProfileAre you new to beta reading?
I am currently Beta-ing for someone, but am willing to pick up here and there for others if need be.
28, and I've been writing for roughly 16 yrs.
How many authors would you like to beta read?
Like I said, I'm already dedicated to one author, but I can assist others on a one-off basis.
Fantasy & Fantasy Romance writer, and I try to stay in this field for my beta reading because it's also what I enjoy reading.
What won't you beta?
I can pretty much read anything, but would prefer to keep things in my comfort genre (Fantasy & Romance), simply because I'll get bored, and won't really want to read it.
What's your writing skill level?
With 16 yrs under my belt, I certainly hope I'm not a beginner anymore. My writing has obviously progressed over the years, and I really try to help other young writers with developing their own voice. I didn't really have
Fighting Fate Scene 5
"I have a sister? Where is she?" Skylar asked, having always been an only child, it was strange to think that there was a chance that she had a sister. A twin sister at that only made it more exciting.
"Her name is Alegra." Elana replied, but did not emphasize any further as she waited for her eldest daughter to ask the questions.
"Is she here?" Skylar looked around the clearing, anxious to meet the sister she never knew she had.
"No. Alegra wanders these woods and those around it." Elana admitted to not watching after the only daughter she still had close to her.
"What? You let them take me away and send me an entire world away!" Skylar exclaimed. "I get dragged here to find out that I have a twin sister only to find out that you have no idea where she is. What kind of a mother are you?! What kind of a woman are you?" Skylar protested.
Not Ready To Let Go
Jane knew exactly why she'd ran away from the ball toss and toward the Ferris wheel that all her friends were riding. It wasn't the accidental touch of her hand on his. It wasn't the surprise of seeing whose hand she touched. No, it was the look on his face when she turned and saw him looking down at their hands. It had been at least fifteen years since they'd seen each other, and here they were running into each other for the third time in less than a week.
The first had been while she was helping her brother move into his new house. Not too much of a surprise as he was her brother's best friend since they were all little kids.
The second time was the day after the move. Getting off the back of her roommates motorcycle in the parking lot of the bounce stadium her five year old nephew was having his birthday party, she pulled off her helmet. Hearing a familiar voice come from the darkened window of
Tiny Little TuneShe couldn't help but watch him as she waited for the tram to continue down the boardwalk. Her dark glasses hid the fact that she was staring him up and down, trying to memorize every aspect of his being. Placing him into her memory for later withdrawal. A perfect subject.
He sat there on the light brown bench with white sides. He was oblivious to the older gentleman sitting next to him or the young kids running circles around. The only thing he could focus on was the small black object in his hands.
The perfectly un-scuffed white sneakers on his feet were planted flat on the ground. Not budging. His arms tense waiting - caused the light blue collared shirt to be taut around his biceps. The white collar was left open, only the first button done.
His legs tensed and he braced himself to stand up. The faded light blue jeans stretched across the width of his thighs, but were loose below the knee. His head dropped and his eyes closed. He obviously wasn't getting what he wanted. The
Ash Arrives at Dune Castle
"Malachi!" Ash screamed from the stairs before the keep in Malachi's castle. "I won't say it again!" Ash was perched on Shadow's bare back; his cloak laying across Shadow's back in front of him.
"To what do I owe the honor of you being in my castle? And how is it that you are in my castle?" Malachi appeared at the top of the steps flanked by Rafe on his right and Skylar on his left, a group of soldiers waiting for orders standing behind him.
"As if your men wouldn't be scared of me, or more correctly the Nightmare which I ride?" Ash knew how to speak Malachi. He always had to take a superior tone with the King. Otherwise, Malachi would never see him as an equal; and being an equal with Malachi was the only way to gain his confidence. "Besides, a Dwarf could jump from your gatehouse to the portcullis."
Malachi smirked, raised a hand, and with the twist of his wrist the soldiers dispersed.&
Behind Blue EyesShe lay on her bed, unable to even get out of it and walk around her own home. Having had visitors most of the day, she was grateful for the peace and quiet her empty room gave her.
Looking across the room to the long mirror on the back of her bedroom door, she saw her brilliant blue eyes sparkling back. Not a day went by that she didn't look in that mirror and see those soft eyes returning her gaze. Not since she bought that mirror all those years ago.
As she looked at her reflection, she wondered if her eyes had always been that shade of blue. The night she was born, when she opened her eyes for the first time and looked at her mother, were they a crystalline blue?
She couldn't remember. She couldn't remember many things these days. Old age had taken its toll not only on her body but on her mind as well. She was unable to remember many things, but the few memories she had were truly cherished.
As a young gir
full name: Kristof Kostan
age: A few milennia
hair color: Brown with dark blonde highlights
eye color: Green with grey flecks
height: 6' 1"
build: He's not wide for his height, and his strength is very deceiving because of that
other traits: A brand on his left shoulder of a "G"
species: Vampire Guardian
current residence: Varies: he and his two siblings move around as needed to protect and do their jobs as Guardians
parents: His father is the first vampire, Josef
siblings: Mikael (Mickey) his sister and Adolf (Adi) his brother
best friends: Really only his siblings as Kristof avoids most human contact
worst enemies: His only natural enemies are the lesser vampires that he's been chosen (as a Guardian) to destroy when they get out of hand;
Skylar sat at the small fire Ash started. Emrick was curled up in a ball a few feet away from her, fast asleep. Alegra bade farewell to the three; she didn't want to be there when Levart and the other elves arrived. Ash had gone to gather a couple more logs to keep the fire going over night. The place was so quiet that Skylar finally got the chance to just sit and think about what had happened in the last couple days.
It was amazing how much had happened, and how well she had handled it. She was actually quite proud of herself. Even when she was captured by the centaurs, she didn't completely freak out. Granted, it had been very stressful, but in the back of her mind, she knew she'd be saved; either by Ash or Levart. She had to admit to herself that she was glad it had been Ash and not Levart. Reading the news about Emrick and the price her father had put on his head was the worse moment
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