Showing results by author "LR Phillips"

The Dragon looked through the window, its lips dripping with drool. She was becoming more its play-thing every day and she did not even know it. Wynne took one last look at the flat where her dreams with her husband, Vaughan, and her small son, Caedmon, were to have come true. "This is not my fault," she told herself. Stiffening her back she took her son's hand and left her husband's home. She did not look back again.