AccidentalGoddess

Once upon a time a young woman found herself lost in an unfamiliar town with only her headlights to guide her. Finally, tired and almost out of gas she pulled off at an old manor hoping there might be someone with a phone...or at least a handful of toilet paper. When she knocked on the door it opened and since she wasn't exactly breaking she decided she might as well enter. There was a light at the end of the hall and she followed it to a large, formal dining room where the only furnishing was a long table filled to the bending point with food and drink. Upon the sight the beast within her stomach awoke and demanded attention, so as she passed by on her search she snagged a small piece of fruit and popped it in her mouth. And since no mortal had seen ambrosia in a thousand years she had no idea what she had truly done....

Current Endevors:

Exacting Change: They say the sins of the father are visited on the sons...but why in the world did they have to drag her into it? Someone is after revenge and SOMEHOW Kagome gets dragged right smack into the middle of it. Now they're stuck in a game no one knows the rules to with a plot devised by a madman. And somehow they have to bring it all to an end before Sesshomaru goes mad!

This is my current long story. Yes, I fear the updates are a little slow, but I find myself in a derth of inspiration. Sometimes it just doesn't come. (So sad when that happens.) I'm getting it up as fast as my fickle muse will allow, though.

Welcome Home: This is a one-shot bit of lemony goodness. There have been requests to make a sequel and a prequel to it and I have considered both. Neither will happen at this time...but there may be something in the future. I must admit that I fear if I start yet another something that my current story will slow to a pace that might be mistaken with death. But...we shall see.

As for future pieces...well, you're just going to have to wait for the future. I do have a couple notions germinating in my brain, but they will have to wait until I get the rest of Exacting Change out. (See fear of slow death above...)