WhiteEclipse

Bodice Ripper Chapter One ~“I think I’m in danger of losing a lot around you, Vivian,” Darrow murmured into her sweet shoulder. “My heart, for example.” Vivian snorted in disbelief.~ Jareth snorted in disbelief as well, unable to fathom how he had written such crap. Not even ten months ago he had been flooded with ideas, inspiration buoyed by the flocks of lonely women leaving stores with his books clutched to their chests. But the praise had tapered off and been slowly replaced by a discontent murmur. When was the next book coming out? Could it possibly live up to his previous release? the sleeping city below.

Chapter Nineteen: A New Protector? Thoughts flashed in his mind like brilliant bursts of colored lightning. He remembered thousands of things at once: old friends, favorite games, beloved fantasies, and greatest fears. Cherished memories came back to him from the murky depths of the past, enfolding his mind in the simple delight of remembrance. Jareth knew he had changed, knew his first trick had worked just as it had been meant to. In a technical sense, he was no longer shattered on the inside, because he had forced everything within him to start anew. Slowly, with each tower, he would be able to reclaim more and more of himself; it was a