C.A. Rene

She fled in the dead of night, Where will she run? No stone left unturned, Who will feel my wrath? A few steps behind her every move, How many more will suffer? Her punishment will be severe, When will she be aware? With each swing of her scythe, Why does it make me writhe? When Selene left us...

The Reaper is out for blood, How fast can you run? You’ve taken something that isn’t yours, When will you learn? There’s nowhere you can hide, What choice do you have? She can smell your fear, Who can help you now? You can’t avoid the scythe, Why do you even try? Family is who you make...

When I think of our past, I don't imagine it as a love story. Brooke Eastham was beautiful, rich, and completely out of my league, but I was okay with that. I knew where I belonged and where my family ranked on the ladder of success. I wasn't looking to disrupt the order, but Cape Cod in the...