Amber Fierce
Bio
I am Canadian, I’ve loved writing from a young age and wanted to see where it would take me. Now I’m testing myself by writing for different genres. I write song lyrics, and fiction stories the most. Happy reading! Xoxo
Stories (43/0)
The Death Echo
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. As I ran for my life my eyes fell upon the metal shards I was balancing between desperately trying to get back to my Aunt and cousin. The purple clouds caught my attention and I relaxed into a memory; how this night was so peaceful a few hours ago. How I was gazing at the stars and watching them glisten against a glowing atmosphere. How I was sitting on the roof while a light breeze blew my thick black hair off the back of my neck. How I felt like like no one could touch me up there, on that roof I was safe... I was wrong.
By Amber Fierce15 days ago in Horror
The Fauna's
Felicity hustled down her street. She was late for a photoshoot she promised to a friend. She stopped and pulled out her camera to look at the lenses, making sure the picture was crisp and clear. When she looked through her camera, a naked man with palm trees around his waist emerged from behind a rock. "Oh my god." She whispered.
By Amber Fierceabout a year ago in Fiction
Cold Feet
It's been a couple of months since I've been on vocal. Every one gets busy with their lives right? Things are getting stressful for myself and my little family. We are trying to make sure we do what we need to do for ourselves to stay sane during this time. My partner does programing as a creative outlet. When I saw this challenge, I was unsure what I could write about. I'm an artistic person, but I've lost most of my connection to those things. Probably because I feel like it has to be big, grand, and perfect for other people.
By Amber Fierce2 years ago in Families
Concealed Love
Victoria "COME ON! This is a bit much isn't it!?" On a first date and we're in my bathtub. Granted the rose petals, red water and candles make for a romantic ambiance. It's a bit close for comfort on a first date though. Lucky my tub is deep so neither of us can see each other's naked body. I found my bath table in front of me with the bottle of merlot sitting on it. Of course, why wouldn't it be here. There has to be something written on this bottle to help me get out of this never ending loop!
By Amber Fierce2 years ago in Humans
