Nancy Ann Creed

 Maeve is finally free—but at what cost? Follow her journey from a quiet life of motherhood into the dark, predatory heart of the Shadow Realm. Experience the beginning of a war that spans worlds and the transformation that changes everything. Get sucked into the darkness. Check out the link below to continue the journey: The Shadow Realm Chronicles: Maeve https://books2read.com/u/m25Ygd Chapter 1 The Great War Many years ago, darkness tore apart the worlds. They called it the Great War, for it was massive and involved all the realms of each world. Enemies on either side grew their armies for battle with heavy casualties. New allies formed out of this bloodshed while old ones crumbled.  The world of the Faye changed forever as their king descended into madness. His name was Julian. He once was a loving ruler, but those times were long gone. The pages written of him now are full of rage, blood, and hatred. Hatred for his children who grew to love ...

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    The severe understaffing, a direct consequence of only a handful of TSA agents reporting for duty, plunged the airport into a state of total disarray. We found ourselves navigating a chaotic environment as we desperately tried to clear security and reach our gate in time for the flight home to Evansville. While our initial itinerary had us departing at 7:00 AM, the rising tide of news regarding the government shutdown and its crippling effect on airport operations prompted a last-minute change in strategy. After reviewing the mounting flight delays, we made the collective decision to head to the airport much earlier, aiming for a 5:00 AM arrival. This required us to summon a Lyft from our hotel at the incredibly early hour of 4:30 AM. Upon our arrival at the terminal, the sheer magnitude of the crowd was staggering. I had harbored an assumption that a major international hub like Atlanta would surely have multiple checkpoints open to manage the flow, but the realit...

  To start, I want to express what a wonderful experience this has been. It has truly revitalized my passion for education and reignited a fire in my heart. GO REVEUR  (That is my house and the best house!)  First Impressions: Energy and Environment Upon entering the school, we were greeted by an incredible sight: students lined the hallways, waving warmly and offering a heartfelt welcome. Their remarkable poise was immediately evident; they looked us directly in the eye with firm handshakes, contributing to an atmosphere electrified by the staff’s palpable energy. It is clearly an environment where emotional support for both students and staff is a top priority—a transformative experience that I believe every educator should have the opportunity to witness firsthand. We eventually made our way into the "heart" of the school: a grand rotunda where a student band performed at the front. The physical appearance of the facility—a former warehouse in down...

  Photo by seymasungr on Pexels.com I am at a crossroads, and for the first time in a decade, I am unsure of the way forward. I have dedicated myself to the craft of storytelling with a persistence that should have borne fruit by now, yet despite my efforts, the "breakthrough" remains elusive. My journey began in the days of CreateSpace, eventually transitioning into Kindle Direct Publishing (KDP). However, that transition led to a devastating setback. In an attempt to protect my professional reputation as an educator from a third-party publisher’s threats, I updated my metadata and pen name. Amazon flagged these changes as a violation of their guidelines and terminated my account on July 6, 2025. Despite a year of formal appeals and my commitment to publish exclusively as Nancy Ann Creed , the decision remains firm. After a decade of building a presence there, I am forced to accept that it may be time to let that platform go. The pursuit of traditional represent...

  Etched Upon My Heart The world was wide and waiting The day you took your start, And every step you’ve taken since Is etched upon my heart. I’ve watched the boy of wonder Turn to a man of grace, With courage in your steady hands And kindness in your face. It isn’t just the things you’ve done, The trophies on the shelf, But the quiet way you choose to act When you are just yourself. Through every doubt and shadow, Through every climb and fall, You’ve found the strength to stand back up— The greatest feat of all. I look at you and see the best Of everything I know, And feel a pride so deep and vast It has no place to go. So keep your eyes upon the sun, Keep honest, brave, and true; There is no greater joy I own Than simply knowing you. More Works by Nancy Ann Creed https://books2read.com/u/m25Ygd