Iso Rivers

Iso Rivers

Iso Rivers

Fantasy and Scifi

Books

Sacrifice and other short Fantasy stories A compilation of three short fantasy stories, this book will take you for an emotional journey. More Books Coming Soon!
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Short Stories

The Sorting Disaster – Harry Potter Fanfic Hettie had waited eleven years to go to Hogwarts and be sorted into her family house, Slytherin. But Hettie soon finds out unexpected things can happen when the...
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Flash Fiction

Who is the woman? – Very Short Story The tight feeling spiraled in my chest and I gasped for breath. My vision tunneled and I doubled over grasping for anything to sit on before the...
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About Iso

I have been writing since before I can remember. Writing and reading come as naturally to me as breathing.

I was the kid you saw muttering to herself in the corner, narrating a story.

I was the kid who would read a little before bed…and a few chapters later realized the sun was rising.

I the young woman you saw on the subway typing furiously on her blackberry and looking up frantically every so often, afraid I’d missed her stop because I got engrossed in the story.

I wrote my first book (self-illustrated of course) when was 10. Since then I’ve dreamed of publishing books. At 28, I made that dream a reality with my short story collection, Sacrifice.

Now I’m continuing to share my writing and my journey with my covid puppy, Bingo, helping me.

Books

Sacrifice and other short Fantasy stories

A compilation of three short fantasy stories, this book will take you for an emotional journey.

More Books Coming Soon!

Split-Blade Knife

I curled up in the corner, one knee tucked into my chest, the right pressed into the wall beside me. Forcing my back into the hard wood behind me, I tried to make myself invisible. The heavy boom, boom, boom on the low wood ceiling let me know my tormentors …

The Dark Warrior

The young woman with the radiant smile weaved her way around the tavern. Gorgeous blonde curls bouncing around her face. She seemed to be perpetual motion and she danced her way from one soldier to the next, all vying for her attention. But if anyone were to have paused for …