Karen Rhodes
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Karen Rhodes
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Fantasy writer, living in the Demon Realms, escaping from the dark side 😉
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#Queene
In the bygone Fire Realms, the battle for supremacy between witches & demons rages on. A human girl, sought for millennia, a reaper, vicious and tyrannical, and a half-demon trying to prove he belongs, will shape the outcome and the lands of the Fire Fae will never be the same
A serving boy ran through the dimly lit halls, shouting as he pushed past the guard. ‘My Lord, they are coming,’ he gasped, falling to his knees. Lord Kilgith pressed his Lady’s hand to his lips and the ghostly guardians of Emberwich fought their #last battle for the castle one more time.
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November 30, 2025 at 8:54 PM
The gnarled marker, once pointing east, had ‘Crossways Tavern’ branded across the ancient wood, now weathered & fading. Olive black climbers encircled its post, pulling it down towards the dusty road, shrouding the route. It didn’t #matter. You didn’t find Crossways unless it wanted you to.
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November 29, 2025 at 8:45 AM
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Watching the world burn
Tears in my eyes as pain spreads
Must we never #learn?
#haiku #vss365
November 27, 2025 at 7:03 PM
Don’t get caught. The first lesson fire fae #learn. These words haunted me as my sister, scooped up in the large hand of a demon warrior, struggled to break free. He would use her now, meld her powerful essence with his spear and she would live only to power its mighty flame.
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November 27, 2025 at 8:08 PM
Nyrinore closed her eyes recalling the euphoric taste of dark magic coursing through her veins. Sorcery’s song called to her like the phantom ache of a missing limb, its confiscation physical pain. #Reality sliced her heart opening old wounds, her tortured mind fractured beyond repair.
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November 18, 2025 at 9:10 AM
Scarth touched her cheek. ‘I could remove it, of course, but it reminds me of who I am. People kept away when they saw the scar but the School of Wicca accepted my talent. Beauty was never an #issue. I never desired to make my way in the world because others saw me as beautiful.’
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November 16, 2025 at 8:56 AM
As the flames died, so our #number dwindled to those with heart enough to fight on. I would not fade and leave the Fire Realms to perish under the cruel neglect of our invaders. Ancient fae magic heals the land, the mortal seasons change, and I dance once again with my kind in the flames.
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November 13, 2025 at 10:44 AM
The spine-chilling legend of the Ebony Ironwood hid well the secret at its ancient heart. Dark elves dwelled peaceably with wood nymph, protecting the forest, keeping strangers away with sinister #myth and magic. It was a haven for scholars and learning that Cornon couldn’t wait to leave.
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November 12, 2025 at 7:56 PM
Scarth cleared her mind and focused, letting their turbulent #history wash away. She wouldn’t let her childhood define this moment and suppressed the desire for revenge. ‘She was a friend of yours once?’ Nissa asked, breaking the silence.Scarth didn’t reply. Nyrinore had never been a friend.
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November 7, 2025 at 8:13 AM
There is an art to betrayal, brother and you were neither subtle nor clever,’ an #unearthly voice breathed softly in Glut’s large ear. Waving a hand as if to brush Holic’s spectre away, the greenish hue of his sallow skin paled a little as bony fingers touched something solid in the dark.
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October 16, 2025 at 9:52 AM
Cirro grimaced as he read the Elvish words aloud, fearing what they would do. Brilliant white flames silently engulfed his tiny form, quickening the metamorphosis. From the ashes emerged a gauzy winged fae #beetle, scuttling into Lord Rhemzah’s waiting hand.
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October 15, 2025 at 6:15 PM
Spiralling tendrils of mist curled under the door, flowing through tiny cracks in the window glass, filling the room with the familiar smell of sulphur and #ash. Demons! Mercla had smelt their coming before. Hidden beneath her kirtle, the warm bodied insect inside the daisy brooch glowed.
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October 8, 2025 at 4:04 PM
They were #conspiring against him, he’d known for a while. The privileged lords of his Council schemed and plotted and Muluhm’s Demon Brotherhood was rising to shatter the tenuous peace fear had brought to the realm. Flexing a clawed hand, he snarled ... well he was ready.
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September 16, 2025 at 4:31 PM
Scarth Nox flowed through smoky air, wild red hair tangled and windblown. The healed symbol of the flames, seared pearly white on her left palm, tingled, an illuminating symbol of new power. Nissa had given her the #chance to make amends, a metamorphosis from outcast witch to Lady Firestorm.
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September 6, 2025 at 1:09 PM
Voluntary cuddles are the best ❤️
August 24, 2025 at 8:30 PM
The drab winged creatures who dropped from the skies were nothing like her. She was neither witch nor harpy now and would never fit in. Her handsome face, wizened by bitterness, was gone but the lustrous pearl #wings, forged from the strands of her silver hair, were beautiful.
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August 14, 2025 at 2:15 PM
The inkwell shook, rocking back and forth, falling to shatter as it hit the stone floor. Escaping the glass, dark green venom sizzled and spat, travelling resolutely towards Glut. Holic’s ghostly #laugh echoed as the feathered quill flew like a quarrel, searching for its prey.
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August 10, 2025 at 3:22 PM
Nestled in a gossamer weave from the silver fae #spider, the obsidian gemstone glimmered softly at her approach. Shadow flames licked her skin as long elegant fingers reached in, lifting it reverently from the web. The shimmering arachnid, sensing magic, reluctantly released its charge.
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August 9, 2025 at 8:57 AM
When the spell touched her, Nyrinore thought she would go mad. Her long silvery hair became soft pearlescent feathers and previously perfect skin, grey and sallow. Cruelly, the #sapphire blue eyes, with their long silky lashes, remained unchanged, burning with malice at her reflection.
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July 29, 2025 at 3:50 PM
Embers of a dying sun blazed vibrant #crimson, transforming the lakes around King’s stronghold to blood. Mists wreathed the ancient walls, carried on warm winds like dragon’s breath, shrouding the still land abandoning the light. Fires danced as night prowlers began to wake.
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July 26, 2025 at 11:56 AM
Rubbing bony hands #together gleefully, the ugly sallow-skinned goblin smirked, overlarge ears twitching in wild anticipation. His exceptional talent for mischief and deceit would easily rid the Court of this usurper Queene. A foolish, frail human girl; he would eat her alive.
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#Queene
July 25, 2025 at 3:29 PM
Nyrinore stepped from the tower, letting herself fall. She knew no fear, #violet eyes filled with self pity and regret. The ground was closer now and her thoughts turned to Scarth. Anger burned so brightly, an innate desire for revenge making her open the beautiful silvery wings and fly.
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July 24, 2025 at 12:49 PM
Nyrinore’s sharp eyes studied the rat until curiosity guided it within reach of her razor-sharp talons. He squealed as she speared him, breaking his neck with one twist, pointed fangs crunching bone as she fed. #Tears stung her pain-filled eyes. How she hated this thing she had become.
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July 23, 2025 at 12:30 PM
‘My ... my lord, you cannot #promise to exchange the prisoner. He ... he is dead.'

Lord Zoiran’s one eye looked contemptuously at the trembling soldier, seeing the fear etched across his battle scarred face.

'Of course he is dead. I killed him last night. But they don’t know that.’
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July 22, 2025 at 4:34 PM
He was late but she could hear the staccato clip of hoofs on the marble floor outside the room. Toying with a chess piece from the game, feeling the smooth #onyx with its sharp edges, she squeezed. Blood ran through her fingers, slowly dripping to the board. The piece she held was the King.
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July 19, 2025 at 10:33 AM