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GT: Silk Snare Chapter 2 by Hbpenart, literature

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GT: Silk Snare Chapter 2

My arm was pinned, securely and hopelessly, within the sink-hole of silk swallowing me. There was no escaping this; I was done for, but my heart still hammered against my chest, urging me to fight, run, escape. “What in-” a thick, deep voice rumbled through me with disbelief, stopping for a moment before trailing off absentmindedly, “bloody..” Giant fingers- I was certain- began to close in on my lower half. I reeled my legs in, half clambering to my knees to crawl away and half curling into a ball, as I tugged with all my weight against the force holding my wrist within the mess of silk. “What- how?” A sh

GT: Silk Snare Chapter 1 by Hbpenart, literature

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GT: Silk Snare Chapter 1

I pulled hard on my arm, held snugly by who knows what, in the tangles of a sea of silk that was closing in around me. I tugged with all my weight, backpedaling vainly against the silk shirt, as it slipped and slid beneath me. It was that- stUpid screw! It was caught on- something! It had seemed like a good idea at the time, to tie a screw to my wrist, after I had lost my long, sharp, bobble-headed pin. But now, with my head half-buried in mounds of silk and my arm completely un-budging, I couldn't understand what had gone wrong, and something had gone so wrong. I fought against the mysterious force, pinning my arm mercilessly within the fol

GT Short: Runa's Secret by Hbpenart, literature

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GT Short: Runa's Secret

I reeled my tail in behind me, my heart clambering with panic and terror, as I plastered myself into the rough, cave wall, and gathered my long, scaly tail into my arms, certain a hook or a pair of huge fingers were going to find their way in and snag me by my fins. My gills burned and my lungs ached behind my ribs, as I panted in the dark, shrinking as far as possible from the jagged cut in the rocks I'd swam through. The heavy footsteps, of the Capaci teens above me, rumbled through the stone walls and through my being, pebbles and sand sinking down to the cave floor. The crevice in the rocks was no larger than a closet; if another Nix had

GT Short: The Giant In The Parkinglot 6 by Hbpenart, literature

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GT Short: The Giant In The Parkinglot 6

Gipl 6 -----He stares at me, something pooling in his eyes, something that makes my stomach swim uncomfortably, as my chest rises and falls with each tense breath. He retreats suddenly, his gaze faltering from me, "Sorry-" He presses his lips together trying to force a smile, his skin flushing lightly and then paling, as he searches for a place to rest his pained eyes. My gut wrenches with guilt, but I shove it down; I'm not going to be made to feel bad- he kidnapped me, scraped me up, pocketed me, has man-handled me all day, laughed at me, and left my nerves so tightly strung, I'll probably have a heart-attack any minute now! "I never meant

GT Short: The Giant In The Parkinglot 10 by Hbpenart, literature

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GT Short: The Giant In The Parkinglot 10

-----I wake, startled, and straighten, heat creeping up from my ears and searing my skin under a deep blush; I fell asleep. An irritating sensation plays up my spine at the mortifying knowledge that I had leaned into his warm sweatshirt again. I want to take something rough and scrub away the feeling at my back. A soft snort, like a simple outward breath from his nose, breaks the silence and the steady thump of the giant's footsteps. It almost echos above me, such a quiet noise that couldn't be hidden because of the general volume of his voice. It startled me, and I tense, the sound pinching my core with painful panic, before I recognize the

GT Short: The Giant In The Parkinglot 11 by Hbpenart, literature

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GT Short: The Giant In The Parkinglot 11

-----I repeat those words to myself as he sits up and re-positions. His form almost towers over the cove, as he shifts around the trees to find a comfortable seat. He's so much closer now and I plaster myself against the wall at my back. My lips are pressed together in an attempt to keep my expression calm, but my chest still rises and falls with each deep breath. He settles himself against a tree, reaching back to retrieve his jacket. He holds up the enormous piece of clothing, whipping it once to rid it of debre and dirt, the crushed bushes and branches mere twigs to him. A strong wind hits me, holding me to the wall for a second and distur

GT Short: The Giant In The Parkinglot 12 by Hbpenart, literature

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GT Short: The Giant In The Parkinglot 12

RECAP: Having taken my share, I take a few healthy steps back, putting a safe distance between myself and the chocolate, where his tree-trunk like fingers are going to retrieve his dinner. I steal a glance at him, a curious smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, as he slowly leans forward. His eyes never leave me and I can't help but drop my gaze, taking a step back as he gets a little too close. My back hits the wall, startling me and I grimace at myself, heat flooding from my ears across my face. I wait for him to back off, but his fingers hover over the candy unmoving, and my chest rises and falls with uneasy breaths, as I lift my gaz

GT Short: The Giant In The Parkinglot 9 by Hbpenart, literature

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GT Short: The Giant In The Parkinglot 9

Gipl 9 -----My muscles ache with exhaustion and I shift in my bed- it's too early. My eyes are glued shut with weariness and my every fiber melts back into the cushy comfort of my mattress. "Hannah-," someone whispers loudly beside me. My heart clenches at the sudden presence and my eyes flutter open, itching and heavy; I inhale quickly through my nose, as I instantly try to wake, turn to the man- one of my brothers or my dad- at my bedside. I blink tiredly in the dark, my eyes still dropping closed, as I fight to keep my mind awake. -----"hmmng..?" I manage, my eyes closed and my mind threatening to drift off once more. They snort softly a

GT Short: The Giant In The Parkinglot 8 by Hbpenart, literature

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GT Short: The Giant In The Parkinglot 8

Gipl 8 -----He pins me to the kitchen wall, his forearm across my chest, as he grips my upper arm. I push vainly on his chest as he closes the distance, and I claw at his arm plastering me to the wall. "Relax-" he orders quiet and irritatedly, "Relax- I'm not gonna hurt you." I slow, my heart pounding beneath his arm and my lungs heaving for air, as I draw my gaze up to his, striving to keep the terror from my features. He releases a frustrated sigh, taking me in with disdain. My lips pressed shut, I pant heavily through my nose, fighting the rising emotion in my chest and the tremor at my mouth. I swallow, my gaze falling from his face now,

GT Short: The Giant In The Parkinglot 7 by Hbpenart, literature

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GT Short: The Giant In The Parkinglot 7

Gipl 7 -----I pant in the enveloping dark, my jaw locked and my lungs heaving for air. My heart throbs with terror, as I strive to calm myself. God help me to relax and think clearly. He hadn't hurt me- he hadn't hurt me- yet. I swallow, afraid to move, every rustle of hay I make, standing out against the silence and his deep, steady breaths. I peer through the abyss, straining to see as my eyes adjust. All I can make out is his huge face, laying on the mountain of hay in front of me. A chill runs up my spine. I can't tell if his eyes are open or not, but his deep breaths suggest he's already fallen asleep; that would have been fast, but he

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About Hbpenart

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Artist // Hobbyist // Traditional Art

Nov 9, 1992
United States
Deviant for 13 years
facebook.com/hannahmcmillin

My Bio

"Let all the skilled artisans among you come, and make everything the Lord has commanded." Exodus 35:10

I think I write far more than I draw now, but I still want to push myself to better artwork (because I love drawing my characters <3). Working on completing my first novel, Where The Honeybee Lies, a G/t Urban Fantasy dealing with trafficking, cptsd, and the road to healing, and hopefully releasing in the next year or so (we'll see what the editor says). I have a world of endless stories living in my head and I'm desperate to get them published so follow here or @author_hannah_christine on IG for updates.

My blog: losingmyselftogod.blogspot.com…

Favourite Visual Artist

GOD the most awesome, and amazing artist I know X]

Favourite Movies

Thumbelina [Don Bluth Cartoon FTW]

Favourite TV Shows

Castle, FIREFLY!!!

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Phil Wickam

Favourite Books

The BIBLE, The Raven Saint, Waterfall, Redemption, [The] Princess, Maximum Ride, [inthe process of reading] The Hunger Games

Favourite Writers

Marylu Tyndall, Lori Wick, Lisa Bergren, GOD

Favourite Games

It's a tie betwixt CoD MW2, Force Unleashed, and Restaurant City lol

Tools of the Trade

I am the Pen, God is the writer, I am the tool of the trade lol XD

Other Interests

Reading, Writing, Drawing, Editing, Singing, Piano, Photography, JESUS lol.

Blurb for Where The Honeybee Lies

"Tell no one your name." Fa's words swirled in my head. Why? Had he still been punishing me? Because I told the being my name? Or maybe it was El who was punishing me, because all of this- being caught- being separated- being sold- it was my fault from the very start.

Imprisoned in a lantern in a London penthouse, Melori clings to her parent's final instructions to escape and reunite with them at some mysterious "Gate." But after years of searching and finding nothing but abuse and betrayal, she's beginning to wonder if such a meeting place ever existed.

When a new deal is struck with a dangerous client- a deal which threatens what little solace she has left- Melori makes one final attempt at escape, but nothing could have prepared her for the chaos that would unfold.

Hurdled into a hybrid world she never could've imagined, all Melori wants is to retreat back beneath the floorboards and never face another being or bruni again, but it's becoming apparent El has other plans. As she wrestles with her trauma and the urge to run from it all, Melori can't help but wonder if she'll ever escape the past that haunts her, outrun the mistakes she can't fix, or if there's anything at all left for her in this world.

Where The Honeybee Lies by Hannah McMillin, Coming 2023

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Sep 29, 2022

Betas Needed

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Short story, 2k words, villainous mermaids, adult themes, eluded sexual assault, domestic violence. Need feedback by Monday if you're interested :) send me a note!