Natalie Demoss
Bio
Single mom to an Autistic child and budding author and artist finally following my dreams. The hand drawn art on my stories is my own.
Stories (40/0)
Heir of Sun and Sand
Ari took several deep breaths as she waited for Dayn to advance. He was one of her father’s soldiers and an elite fighter. Ari tried to tamp down her elation at having gained enough skill to be set a sparring match against him. So far, she had held her own, but she was beginning to tire.
By Natalie Demoss5 months ago in Fiction
- Top Story - October 2023
Twist of Fortune
I smiled politely at the jewel-encrusted heiress as she selected a canape from the tray I held before her. My eyes wandered across the room to find my father at the roulette wheel. He blinked twice as he tossed a few more chips onto the betting table. I gave him an imperceptible nod before handing the woman a napkin. As my hand moved away, a fine diamond bracelet came with it, falling into my apron pocket.
By Natalie Demoss5 months ago in Fiction
The Girl in the Tower
Goody Gothel looked up from her needlework as her crow began to flutter around the room agitatedly. The tapestry was a lifelong project infused with magic. It depicted a tower covered in beautiful flowers. Every stitch reinforced the spell of protection. She sighed and stood to peer outside when Crowley’s cawing became more insistent.
By Natalie Demoss7 months ago in Fiction
Miracori Express
Nakayla pulled the warm cloak tightly around Desi as her sister shivered in her arms. At this height, the air wasn’t as warm as it could be, even with the sun shining down on them. The wind didn't help. She glanced back to make sure Daz and Mytal were still following. They waved from astride their brown and nearly golden dragons.
By Natalie Demoss12 months ago in Fiction
Hades Airlines
“Good evening, dearly departed. On behalf of Hades Airlines, it is my pleasure to welcome you aboard flight 666 with service to Elysium and continuing service to the Asphodel Meadows and Tartarus.” The flight attendant said with a bright smile that bordered on terrifying. Maybe it was the lack of flesh on her body. “Your pilot for this flight is Charon. I am Darya. Samuel will also be of service on this flight.”
By Natalie Demoss12 months ago in Fiction
Croaked Magic
“Delia!” I cried, frantically hopping around, trying to get her attention. “Delia! Over here!” She looked up from her spell book. Delia was three years older than me. My father had taken her as an apprentice when her working-class family realized she had a propensity for magic.
By Natalie Demossabout a year ago in Fiction
Goddess in the Moonlit Forest
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. The last rays of the sun kissed the clouds as it sank. While most of the area slumbered, the fields and forests bustled with activity as the nocturnal creatures awoke.
By Natalie Demossabout a year ago in Fiction
Once Upon a Raven’s Wing
Ever since I was a child, strange and occasionally terrifying dreams have afflicted me. More often than not, I experience an odd sensation of my body feeling heavy enough to sink into my mattress like a lead weight while also light as air, as if I am floating above myself.
By Natalie Demossabout a year ago in Fiction