Out of all the things that could have happened, why did it have to be a freak snowstorm?

Trinity trudged through the snow, her skinny, bare arms wrapped around her body. Her day had already started off terribly, when she got a call informing her that she had been fired from her job at the café. She was accused of spitting in people’s drinks. Of course, it was actually her coworker, Taylor, who was doing that, but since everyone hated Trinity for some reason

Tanisha ran as fast her short, fat legs could allow her. She was never very fast when her tutor for physical education made her run laps, but she always suspected that part of the reason why she was so slow was because she didn’t have the motivation to run any faster. Who cared about giving your best performance when it came to P.E? As long as you dressed, and put in SOME modicum of effort, you were guaranteed to pass.

But with two, fit, cannibalistic guards chasi

Princess Tanisha of Praedam padded down the palace hallway, wrapping her blanket around her large body as if that was supposed to shield her from any dangers lurking in the shadows. Two palace guards walked by her side, leading her to the to one of royal bedrooms.

For the past week, Tanisha would drift off to sleep, only wake up in a cold sweat, screaming. Ever since she became a guest at Vorax Palace, predators lurked in her dreams, snatching people up and forcing them