Nicole Stairs
Bio
My sister says I'm haunted. Guess that's why they say "Write what you know". If I have to deal with it, dear reader, then so do you. I throw in the occasional sweet story, just for a palette cleanser...enjoy!
Stories (33/0)
Don't Close Your Eyes
“The mirror showed a reflection that wasn’t my own!” I remember screaming that to my sister as I ran terrified from the bathroom. She was upstairs on the landing, but I could hear the booming of her quick steps as she ran down the staircase towards me.
By Nicole Stairsabout a year ago in Fiction
Mammy's Peach Cobbler
Today was the day. The peaches were ripe, so heavy on the tiny peach tree that the overloaded branches almost touched the ground. I could smell the sweet, mouth watering scent of the near-bursting fruit. But before I was allowed to enjoy how the peaches would explode with juice from a simple bite, I had to spend the time to pick the best ones.
By Nicole Stairs2 years ago in Families
Born of The Crone
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. Most didn't remember a time before the scorched earth, but a few town historians recalled the legend of when the first of the vicious beasts arrived. They loved to tell the story of the old crone and the devil she brought to rescue herself...
By Nicole Stairs2 years ago in Fiction
