Chapter 1.05 – Home Shopping and Building

Dear Diary, So I’m just about at the point of giving up on Khaled. I mean, he’s my best friend, but maybe that’s all he supposed to be. We flirt and we have more romance interactions than some married couples, but we’re still no more than… what’s a good word for it? Lovebirds. We’re not…

Chapter 1.04 – The Friend Zone

Dear Diary, I did it! I asked Khaled to the Romance Festival! It didn’t quite go the way I’d hoped, but it was still a fun night. When the Romance Festival came around again, I casually texted him to see if he wanted to check it out. He agreed to meet me there. I figured…

Chapter 1.03 – So Far From My Favorite Steakhouse

Dear Diary, Being out here in the middle of nowhere, I’m starting to realize who I am. Okay, I’m not in the middle of nowhere, but I am on huge plot of undeveloped land on an island off the coast of Windenburg. Being where I am gives me a lot of time to myself that…

Royal Swann 1.01: A Soon-To-Be Restaurant Empire

“Okay, I’m here, now what?” Chadwick Swann turned and looked at his best friend Deja Royal. She showed up early in the morning just like he asked. Getting her to show up was the easy part, now would come the hard part. “You know you’re my best friend,” said Chad. “Don’t I know it. You…

Chapter 1.02 – Making Friends And Money

Dear Diary, Growing up the way I did, you get used to certain things. Things like the butler having a warm breakfast ready every single morning, even on holidays. Let’s just say, that is no longer my life. I get cold cereal from the cooler. Or I get yogurt from the cooler. Or if I…

Chapter 1.01 – The Duvall Name Doesn’t Carry Weight Here

Dear Diary, I did it! I left everything. Daddy has always said I couldn’t survive without him taking care of me, and he might be right. But I’m never going back. They’ll never forget me though. Little Miss Duvall, Runaway Bride. I just couldn’t do it. I couldn’t marry Winston. I didn’t love him. Daddy…

Vampire Chronicles #1: So This is Life After Death

I woke up in my coffin, same as always. So much time behind me, so much time in front of me. When you live forever, what even is the point of time? I felt my body rise, as if on a pulley system. There was only one way to sleep comfortably in a coffin, and…