dalek graveyard

Leslie began her writing career as a stay-at-home-mom. Her life-long love for reading lead to reviewing books for Goodreads, Amazon and Jillian Dodd's Author Blog. Leslie is also the cofounder of The Indie Bookshelf, which hosts yearly author signings, primarily in the Dallas/FT Worth area. When she is not writing, you will find her lunching with friends, sipping a cup of joe, binging on Netflix or working on a home DIY project. Leslie lives in Texas with her husband, teenage son and daughter, and two very silly pugs. He lifted his eyes to me. I was instantly captivated. He was sheer beauty in his black, hooded cloak. Was he real or just my imagination? It didn't matter. I had to know the mysterious man shrouded in darkness...

At Grimsley Town... A new part-timer who doesn't believe in ghosts and three long-term part-time employees who are used to seeing paranormal events team up to unravel the mysteries of the convenience store they're working at.

After going to a graveyard John picks a fight that causes him to fight simply to survive as the Legendary Broly takes on the challenge but can anyone stop the brute? Or will everyone die at the hands of the legendary Broly?

What happens to heroes after they die. For a few days, people weep for there fallen heros. But after a short time, everyone collectively shaking it off and moves on with their lives, dropping any feeling towards them. But someone has to care, right? Someone needs to fight against what's killing these adventuring heros. How are so many dying and so fast? What has happened? Join in and watch as a lowly old gravedigger take up the fallen heros weapons on a quest to find vengeance for the poor young heros, and fight for revenge for their poor souls. But is our old gravedigger ready for the dark world that surrounds him, who knows? As the legends of the past fill him with strength to fight into the unknown! (I am doing a rewriting it while writing it... I will a publish the rewrite hopefully after finishing the first arc...)

As a struggling, broke, orphaned college student, Lilly needed all the funds she could get to survive. Lilly jumped at the chance when she found an offer online to work as a grave cleaner and companion for the dead at the local cemetery that paid enough to cover one month's rent just for one night of work. However, on her first night there, she realized she might have bitten off more than she could chew. So much for being a 'companion for the dead'. The man who sat on top of the tombstone looked very much alive! And he looked very much like the person who should be buried six feet under!

George Dickman is a perfectly normal person. Well, he would be perfectly normal if he didn't turn any living to dust with a mere touch. He decided to run away when he got beef with his father who seemed to hate him since birth. Four days later, he became homeless and that’s when he crossed paths with Diego—a graveyard resident. Danger lurks on the adventure he was gonna take with his newly found companion: pirates; warlocks and witches; undeads and assassins; and so much more. The first step to doing all these is to acquire a graveyard residency which is by no means an easy task. And in the process of doing so, he found himself tied to an altar made of disgusting stuff, about to be sacrificed to the dark powers by a cult of the ancient tomb. A first work of Riley_23.

Cultivation requires immense energy, but what happens when a talented young boy lacks sufficient resources? Is a graveyard merely a place of desolation and emptiness, or does it hold secrets beyond what meets the eye? This story explores the hidden depths and unexpected sources of power within seemingly desolate spaces, challenging our perceptions and uncovering the potential for growth in the most unlikely places.

In the inferno of our love, Marco took a bullet for me, leaving him at death's door. Without his knowledge, I traded my body to save his life. From that moment on, I was branded a whore, a slut tainted by a thousand men. But at the height of our hatred, Marco orchestrated my miscarriage and framed my father as a traitor, leading to his execution by the Family—all for the amusement of his new lover, Isabella. But I gave as good as I got. I fought him at every turn, leaving his world in flames. Lovers once destined for a lifetime together, now trapped in a deadly cycle of scheming against each other. Yet, three years later at the Family's formal dinner, when Marco appeared with a pregnant Isabella on his arm, his gaze was locked on me. "Since when do the Falcones let any trash in?" Trash? Was he talking about me? By the laws of our world, he should call me Donna.

In my third year of matrimony with Ethan Williams, his former sweetheart unexpectedly resurfaced in our lives, now working as a humble retail assistant. Ethan, filled with compassion for her unfortunate circumstances, acquired the entire establishment as a "reunion present." His extravagant act became the talk of our social circle. Meanwhile, I, his spouse, became the subject of ridicule—Mrs. Williams, the naive fool. I remained silent. Instead, I dispatched a courteous floral arrangement to the newly acquired store. Then, dressed in somber attire, I visited his sibling's final resting place to release my anguish. "Ethan," I murmured, my tears dampening the stone, "I've discovered a means to escape your brother's grip. Though he shares your gaze, he's a different person entirely." My words lingered in the silence, laden with sorrow, until a recognizable voice behind me inquired: "What on earth did you just say?"

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!