Well what do ya know? New WIP

Name: Raising the Pantheon

Description!

Magic, they say, was once everywhere. Her children wandered the same streets as we, they ate the same food, they drank the same drinks, they wore the same clothes.

Until…until that day. The day where magic was turned into an energy source for the world, like electricity once was.

Magic’s children were hunted down, one by one, and drained of every drop of magic they had, rendering them human, mortal, like us.

Time marched onwards and Magic’s children slowly disappeared, learning to hide, to blend in.

But that was then. Now, a group of Magic’s children make a stand to claim what is rightfully theirs for themselves and every magic user to come after them.

The Mother

The Zombie

The Harvest King

The Dragon

The Storyteller

The Drunkard

The Panther

The Ghost

Should they succeed, the world will be forever changed. But if they fail, the world will fail with them.

@writer-grandma @strawberryspaceship @srazar @alexis-bellissima

New WIP? Yeah…

Name: A Blessed Tongue

(since I am tired and not in the mood to type out an actual summary, I’m gonna use bullet points. eventually I will do an actual summary)

it’s about a girl and a spirit
her name’s Bernice and his name is Attor
she died
but was reborn several times
currently in a school type thing
will leave it eventually
romance
darkness (cause it’s me and I love darkness)

I’ve written several things for it already:

let poison drip from a blessed tongue

a blessed tongue tells the greatest lies

a blessed tongue and blighted eyes

@writer-grandma

NEW WIP! (again)

Name: Summer Citrus and Chilli Peppers (or: that one I named after paint)

Description!

It isn’t easy being an artist in the city. It isn’t easy being an artist anywhere but there’s something about the city. There’s the going weeks without eating anything healthy for one and the house with the leaky roof for another.

But Amanta Sìthiche is nothing if not determined.

Armed with a head full of fantasies, a weasel for a roommate and a fridge that never runs out of oranges or spicy peppers, she’ll make it through.

She has to.

Meet Amanta Sìthiche, formally known as Iro Hana.

@writer-grandma

New WIP? New WIP.

Title: Apartment 34

Description!

Fire, Water, Earth and Air get an apartment together. Or something like that.

Muriel Holton, a swimming instructor who just likes to stay under the water for hours on end. Pele North, a bartender whose hair tends to go up in flames when she’s pissed off. Skye Angeles, a painter whose love of flying causes more than a few problems. And finally, Laurel Tremaine, a gardener who makes her life easier by manipulating the earth.

With appearances from Pele’s sometimes boyfriend, Laurel’s girlfriend and Skye’s old fashioned parents.

~~Really, it sounds like a bad sit-com.~~

Muriel Holton

Pele North

Skye Angeles

Laurel Tremaine

@writer-grandma

Counting Down the Years (Yet Another WIP)

Description!

Time travel isn’t all exciting trips to the past, escaping life or death situations and solving some of the greatest mysteries of mankind.

Sometimes, it’s making the clothes the ones that actually go back in time wear look authentic. Sometimes, it’s making sure they get their shots so they don’t contract the plague and die. Sometimes, it’s maintaining the equipment used and making sure it doesn’t blow up.

Or: a story about time travel, told by those who will not go back.

Next, our MCs!

Alecia Gryffon. An overworked costume designer who is not in the mood to deal with your bullshit.

Catriona Hallow. A doctor who probably takes more amusement in giving people their shots than she should.

Rue Bancroft. An engineer who would gladly let the time machines break down but cant because of morals.

@writer-grandma

Follow the Stars and Hope They Give You an Answer (Shortened to Follow the Stars)

Woo, guess what? I have another WIP which is honestly just self indulgence at it’s finest.

~~Blame @writersshock for it~~

Description!

Being the goddess of the stars, astrology, astronomy and pretty much anything relating to space is all fun and games until you get stuck babysitting the sun god’s teenage brats whilst on a global road trip with the guy himself trying to find out how to prevent their imminent deaths.

Chóros, call her Astra, never should have walked into that bar. She should have never locked eyes with Apollo, drunk Apollo at any rate. She also should have never met Cyrus and Eliana Hickey, wasn’t that an unfortunate last name, and she most definitely shouldn’t have agreed to look after them.

It was a good thing the sun god was cute.

Featuring a goddess who drinks too much coffee, two teenage sun children and the sun god himself in a comedic road trip across countries with a side order of romance and a plot that was abandoned at the first diner they stopped in.

Lmao I am so hesitant to tag @writer-grandma in this.

~~Yes, I am a serious writer.~~

An Ex-Saviour’s Guide to Life After

Yep! This gal has a new WIP!

Description!

Witches, wizards and that kind of thing are a dime a dozen. Magic is an everyday part of life. It’s used to cook, to clean, to repair. It’s taught in every school, bought and sold in every shop.

Once in a generation, a “saviour” is prophesied to arise to defeat a great evil. Sometimes that evil isn’t always what it appears to be. Sometimes it’s global warming, sometimes it’s an eldritch being.

Aubrey Ordifale was the previous generation’s saviour, fated to die after their encounter with the eldritch being, Diabolos. However, something went wrong.

They didn’t die.

Over fifty years later, tired and bitter and maybe a little angry under their apathy, they live in an apartment and work in a coffee shop. Few remember them as being the saviour and they don’t care enough to mention it.

Until the world is in need of another saviour.

@alexis-bellissima @writer-grandma