Rachel H Grant

A short story writer, dabbling in fantasy / sci fi / magical

[Rachel H Grant @RachelHGrant1]

"Words wormed their way through his head like an infestation of ideas. Cyril chuckled as he wrote, a vision of main character Sandra beckoning him on." Read short story Novelmates https://t.co/RLqUaUnU1F

[Rachel H Grant @RachelHGrant1]

"Easter licked the land with its sweet promise. Black and white cat Ella slept on six year old Brian’s bed...A mission beat in Ella’s heart like music." Read The Tuxedo Thief: https://t.co/stwkhOB08W

[Rachel H Grant @RachelHGrant1]

"The sky dawned cup cake icing coloured pink. Stephanie jumped out of bed with a candy pink smile in her heart. Today felt different …" Read short story Daisy Cakes: https://t.co/TwfYgA2A8Z

[Rachel H Grant @RachelHGrant1]

"Alison closed her eyes, another year over like a cat’s whisker floating afar in the wind. There would be no New Year celebration for her." Read New Year story A Whisker in the Wind: https://t.co/t4CDQVYgfi

[Rachel H Grant @RachelHGrant1]

"Snow slowly fell from a dark winter sky like a huge white flower star shedding its petals. Magic hissed in the air." Read A Festive Feline Tail: https://t.co/kqbxnHMZWR

[Rachel H Grant @RachelHGrant1]

"Anna gently stroked the stairwell banner. It was smooth as a beach stone, but beauty breathed in its contours, a magic piece of art." Read Art Gallery Anna: https://t.co/7hEgDugg4X

[Rachel H Grant @RachelHGrant1]

"Words wormed their way through his head like an infestation of ideas. Cyril chuckled as he wrote, a vision of main character Sandra beckoning him on." Read short story Novelmates: https://t.co/RLqUaUorRd

[Rachel H Grant @RachelHGrant1]

"Autumn the tortoiseshell cat nursed three kittens, her glowing fur like autumn leaves on fire. Between her paws, the kittens were a picture postcard of stunning autumn leaf ginger." Read Pawprint Poems: https://t.co/8dCYyuZzGu

[Rachel H Grant @RachelHGrant1]

"Sheena slowly awoke, a smile dying on her face, a frail flower wilting at sunset. Her ginger hair framed her head like autumn leaves. The memory of the dream remained. She had finished her novel." Read Loose Leaves: https://t.co/TZomAX3t0D

[Rachel H Grant @RachelHGrant1]

"The little boy fingered the photograph. The handsome man smiled eagerly at the camera, a person who time had erased." Read A Time to Forgive: https://t.co/bHs2uKW2Fb

[Rachel H Grant @RachelHGrant1]

"A new Planet Earth. This was it. They had found it. Sapphire seas hissed under a powerful sun, emerald land purring in between, the taste of untainted nature." Read New Earth: https://t.co/Ctp6KIm1dN

[Rachel H Grant @RachelHGrant1]

"The shop was quiet, books lining the shelves like sentries to a secret world. Unseen, a hidden ghost danced alone. It was time for a happier ending." Read A Happier Ending: https://t.co/xlu5dATPLr

[Rachel H Grant @RachelHGrant1]

Gina and George held hands as they gazed on the world below, an oasis of blue and green in the dark cosmos. They sighed as one. “Have we really done it, have we found a sister Earth?” Read Mirror World: https://t.co/Pptsgr1nRv

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[Rachel H Grant @RachelHGrant1]

"Carla strode purposefully through Aberdeen Art Gallery, like a dog sniffing out its owner she finally found it. Her favourite painting, Afterglow." Read Childhood Afterglow: https://t.co/nEy82X7bTP Image by andreas N from Pixabay

[Rachel H Grant @RachelHGrant1]

"Sheena slowly awoke, a smile dying on her face, a frail flower wilting at sunset. Her ginger hair framed her head like autumn leaves." Read Loose Leaves: https://t.co/TZomAX3t0D

[Rachel H Grant @RachelHGrant1]

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[Rachel H Grant @RachelHGrant1]

"Felicity stared at the stars above and below, a miracle in motion, a sea of molten black dotted with frozen fire. Outer space had trapped her in its web, a simmering thirst in her veins." Read Black Hole: https://t.co/W4KjEWhNoi

[Rachel H Grant @RachelHGrant1]

"Nureyev slept in the early morning sun, dreams caressing his soul. Peace painted his feline body in beautiful shades of grey." Read feline tale Nureyev Dreams: https://t.co/X8IjR4N7Nj