Saroyan Coles
Bio
I want to empower others with my writing. I have always dreamed of seeing my name, on something.
Stories (215/0)
Roland and the Rose Princess:
One fall morning, I heard my stepmother call for me from the kitchen. Her calmness causes a stir inside my core. “Gisela, she growled, here is a spoon for you.” The warm water flung off the spoon sprinkling droplets on my face. I squinted from the unexpected shower that greeted me like the day. “The pond that rest on the edge of the garden, you must empty the pond out by hand. Again, she warned, if the task is not done by nightfall, you know what will happen child.”
By Saroyan Coles3 days ago in Fiction
Roland and the Rose Princess:
Once, I had a family with a sister, her heart was ugly, and a stepmother whose heart dreadfully wicked. Once upon a time, I fell in love with a prince of blood. He and I planned to run away together. Us riding upon his horse chasing the sunset into a happier tomorrow. We were as happy as prince.
By Saroyan Coles5 days ago in Fiction
