Katarzyna Crevan
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Hi! I enjoy writing and have been writing for some years now. I hope you enjoy my writing!
Stories (120/0)
Roses
I walked down the hall with Naomi. She's actually a lot of fun to be with. I had been placed in her office when I had gotten a job here. I had been here for nearly five months now. Naomi had finally convinced me to hang out with her after work. That was how we found out that we also lived in the same apartment building. How we had never run into each other in the apartment complex before was beyond me.
By Katarzyna Crevan3 years ago in Fiction
Do Not Approach
The TV suddenly blazed to life, blaring the tune of the anthem. Had anyone else been home, they would have headed towards the living room, as I was doing. No one would know if I didn't watch this broadcast, but habit walked me from the dining room to the living room.
By Katarzyna Crevan3 years ago in Fiction
Dragon Born
"Why are you protecting it?" Marcus calls to the girl. The girl turns around to face us. Her hand still rests gently on one of the daggers on her belt. Her eyes are locked onto Marcus. She arches an eyebrow. "As opposed to, what, exactly?" Another breeze crosses the clearing, ruffling her red hair.
By Katarzyna Crevan3 years ago in Fiction
The Next Death
I stare out of the window, watching the black-coated world fly by. In the window, I could see my reflection. My bright hazel eyes, freckled nose and cheeks, short, wavy black hair, high cheekbones, and well-defined facial features that all had a ghostly appearance in the reflection.
By Katarzyna Crevan3 years ago in Fiction
Dead Ringers, Chapter 1
I sat at my desk, pecking away at the keyboard, intent on finishing the slightly overdue report. Elliot was supposed to help me with it, but he had slipped away after the meeting. I wasn't the least bit shocked. It was typical Elliot behavior. If I had asked for his help though he would have stayed.
By Katarzyna Crevan3 years ago in Fiction
The Blood Alchemist, Chapter 1
Dusk was such a lovely time, the boundary between the tame day and the wild night. Not that the activities of the night didn't take place during the day, it's just no one cared to hide it anymore at night. The setting sun glistens off the river dividing Lautus from Azymus, shining as brightly as the polished white stones of Lautus in the distance.
By Katarzyna Crevan3 years ago in Fiction