The Pauper Princess

So, can’t lie, this is the moment I’ve been waiting for, and at the same time, it annoys my because now I need to know what happens next… An Undead Christmas Carol. J R Manawa. The Pauper Princess … Somewhere in the depths of the grand chateau, an ancient cloak with a deep chime tolled…

“Excuse me, Miss Morrison?”

It’s Christmas Eve!!! Eeeek. Does this mean Nadine will be on her way to Paris to attend a Vampire Coven Summit? An Undead Christmas Carol. J R Manawa. “Excuse me, Miss Morrison?” … Before Nadine knew it, it was Friday afternoon. She’d finished work for the year and was more than pleased that she had…

“The perfect guy?”

So, has Nadine met the perfect guy? I’ll let you decide…. An Undead Christmas Carol. J R Manawa. “The perfect guy?” … Nadine had lied about meeting a friend. The small, internal voice of fear had kicked in, combined with a desperate need to end the awkward conversation. Once she had rounded the corner and…

And thanks for the ride home…

Okay, I was out for a few days, best intentions and all that…but there was just sooo much to do. I got to work with an awesome team of stage managers at Wembley to pull this off; Which was amazing 😜 …and afterwards I was pretty much just tired. Very tired. But here we are,…

Discreet Luxury, comfort, and transport satisfaction

Okay I missed a day….yesterday was pretty busy getting ready for Carols at Wembley 😬. But now, back to the story! An Undead Christmas Carol. J R Manawa. Discreet luxury and comfort… Nadine rubbed her hands together. No matter what she tried, she couldn’t bring warmth to them. Even the heat of the underground and…

I told you, I’m not a goth.

When you meet someone, and they put you in a box….😑😒 An Undead Christmas Carol. J R Manawa. I told you, I’m not a goth…. … “I’m not a Goth!” Nadine had snapped at him, only a few minutes into their casual conversation on the dance floor. “You all say that.” Caleb laughed. She grinned….

A tick in all the boxes

Chapter three of our tale, in which we deal with the “meet cute”, except it wasn’t that cute….. An Undead Christmas Carol. J R Manawa. A tick in all the boxes. … After the birthday boy had been laid to rest in his perfect white coffin with the silver handles and dark blue satin interior,…

Brothers in life, brothers in death

Because every good vampire has a shadow-filled past, and an undead companion, whom they must both hate and love. Life after death is complex. An Undead Christmas Carol. J R Manawa. Brothers in life, brothers in death. … “Did you hear me when I suggested that you ought to go after her?” Levi asked again….

An Undead Christmas Carol

Hey London! I’m back! What a headlong collision into Christmas madness, and snow!!!! Apologies in advance, for two reasons. One, December is going to be a cascade of posts and liveliness. Videos, travel blogs and stories. And it’s been far too long since I annoyed the hell out of all of you with a regular…

His Lifeline (I’ll miss you). Part 2

There I was, snuggled up in bed thinking, “I’m loving this winter break!” when I realise, you can’t be sleeping yet, beautiful! It’s time that second part went up (If you missed the first part, you’ll find it here). I never leave a good tale unfinished! So, what happened to our late night driver and…

His lifeline (I’ll miss you). Part 1

This little tale is here for you to zone out and escape while you are still digesting you Christmas meal on a hopefully relaxed boxing day afternoon! And if I haven’t said it already, Merry Christmas beautiful people! His lifeline. J R Manawa. ‘Just keep driving. Please.’ It wasn’t a request. It was simply, “do…

The princess of the howling waste. Part three

And so we are come to it, the finale. Let’s see what you think… if you are just joining us, part one is here 🙂 The Princess of the Howling Waste. by JR Manawa.   Part Three The princess waited until nightfall by the lifeless body, but eventually she realised there were no answers here, and…