My name is Linley Ross

And I’m a time traveller. No wait, that sounded dead cheesy. My name is Linley Ross and I’ve got a…

Spinning

Okay. Okay hold our horses here. It might be nothing. Loads of people have viking tattoos. My ex was going…

When I say remains, I really mean remains. As in, there wasn’t much left of him. I honestly am sorry…

I might have done something daft. I’m not sure. I’m getting a bit of a Pandora’s box feeling, but I…

Last night, Solveig, Cara and I snuck in a cheeky wee Monday night drink at Cara’s restaurant. The three of…

That was nearly two weeks ago and there’s been no sign of Åke since. I nearly wrung Nate’s neck in…

‘Start the car, start the car!’ Nate yelled as the monster loped across the car park, roaring. Not a monster,…

So rigor mortis is a gigantic pain in the bum, which is a sentence I never thought I’d write. I…

When I say a plan, please don’t think it was a good plan. But for a plan cobbled together by a…

Argh three posts in and I’m already wildly behind. Rab has been dead four days and we’ve made an absurd…

I’m dead. I must be dead. I saw the claw of the hammer coming right at me. I felt it…