1. Anira Verseheart

    Open Nine Rows of Teeth

    Anira woke choking, her body jerking as the sea still had a hand down her throat. Sand filled her mouth, her ears, the folds of her clothes. Saltwater burned in her mouth, in her nose, in places only breath was meant to go. Sand scraped her cheek, already warm, clinging to sweat and tears. She...
  2. Anira Verseheart

    Wolf on My Mind

    Duscan, I am crossing Veya now, and I blame you entirely for how distracted I have become. These are your roads. Every mile insists on reminding me that you once called this place home, and I have been helplessly thinking of you ever since I first set my foot here. You already know this, but...
  3. Anira Verseheart

    Private The Ballad of the Blighted Shore

    To the Knights of Anatheaum, Sworn in Steel, Sunlight and Starlight. If this letter has found you whole of limb and ego, then fortune yet smiles. I write because something sacred has gone terribly wrong, and because such wrongness tends to answer best to men and women who look good charging...
  4. Anira Verseheart

    Dare The Black Rooster of Jarren's Outpost

    The dawn dragged itself over the jagged rooftops of the village, weak sunlight smeared gray and yellow through the heavy mist. Anira stirred, her head pounding like a drum beaten by a goblin. The taste of cheap wine clung to her tongue, sour and bitter, and her limbs ached as though she'd slept...
  5. Anira Verseheart

    Private Heartwood

    By midday, all of House Mandamor, a dynasty across the free states for their jeweled caravans, peacock-blue banners, was in uproar. Their missing daughter was no other than Lady Salani Mandamor, Mahapravin's brilliant, veiled treasure. Her disappearance was discovered in the Hall of Still...
  6. Anira Verseheart

    Open Roads no one remembers

    Where the sun shines like a white ball during the day, the night was like a healing balm and darkness brought relief from the ruthless heat. But… when Anira opened her eyes, the heat was almost unbearable right away, and the night was far away. She lay on her side, her cheek against the rough...
  7. Anira Verseheart

    Private Legends in Waiting

    Den Emperadizo The massive doors of the old den loomed before Anira, black iron etched with the faded imperial crest. She paused for a moment, brushing a strand of hair from her face, then let her fingers drift to the top buttons of her doublet. With a careful, deliberate tug, she loosened them...
  8. Anira Verseheart

    Dare Art is what you get away with [M]

    Late evening, Crorefell, City of Fools The Sweet and Sour Inn "I held a fragile ember, warm and bright, Now it’s ash and shadow beneath my skin." Anira's fingers moved with aching familiarity over the strings. The notes knew every secret ache of her heart. She sang not for the crowd, but for...
  9. Anira Verseheart

    Dare Mother of Pearls

    The Velvet Jaw didn’t smell like velvet. The brothel was pretending to be a palace. Gilded sconces, velvet drapes, and mirrors big enough to drown in. But the smell gave it away: sweat, stale perfume, the stink of sinners, and the sour tang of too many ugly secrets. Not fresh, but like old. Like...
  10. Anira Verseheart

    Dare And it sounds just like a song

    Ember District, Crorefell In the restless hum of the city night, Anira perched herself lazily in the window of her rented room, not far off street level, close enough to smell and hear every bad decision as it staggered past. It was a decent view, if you didn’t mind rooftops and trouble...
  11. Anira Verseheart

    Anira Verseheart

    She is the daughter of an infamous con artist, a man known as "The Hollow Man." His real name, Elias Veyne. Few ever knew if they had truly encountered him until it was too late. Elias has made a name for himself weaving lies and illusions so intricate that even the most discerning nobles fall...
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