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  • Short Story » Romantic
    My Master, my Lover.
    38

    I'm not sure this is exactly "romantic" but I did my best! DINAH HAD BEEN watching them all night. She couldn’t help it, couldn’t hold back her fascination. It was ...


    Mattie - Fri Mar 04, 2005 12:04 am

  • Short Story » Romantic
    Remember? short story- won't take long.
    15

    A thin, wrinkled woman hobbled into Room 45. She settled herself in the vinyl chair beside the bed. The elderly man didn't look up. Didn't see her, in fact. She ...


    bcain - Sat Feb 26, 2005 6:14 pm

  • Short Story » Romantic
    In Being Left Standing
    7

    In Being Left Standing I. Just an Invitation… Her eyes were huge. Wide, silver, the colour of the sky above a rainy sea. It was pouring with abandon that seems ...


    Sabine - Thu Feb 17, 2005 5:33 pm

  • Short Story » Romantic
    Apocalypse Of Indecision
    7

    Hey. This is my first contribution of work to this site. Be merciless. Apocalypse Of Indecision The sky was rising and falling, threatening in way, like the actions of your ...


    Ohio Impromptu - Mon Feb 07, 2005 10:57 am

  • Short Story » Romantic
    Unus
    8

    C H A P T E R O N E Cool autumn’s air hung in the midst, among tall trees of drying leaves, hued with a large assortment of fiery ...


    Meshalidar - Mon Feb 07, 2005 4:33 am

  • Short Story » Romantic
    Complicated Love
    10

    Okay I'm getting no where with Eternity right now so I'm kinda giving up on it, I know what I want to do with it but I don't know how ...


    dreaming_mouse - Sat Feb 05, 2005 5:48 pm

  • Short Story » Romantic
    Death At Love's Sight (P.G Rating)
    17

    "Lisa, wake up now!" Shouted her mum, She rolled out of bed, her eyes sore and throbbing. She looked into the dirty mirror by her bed. Her oily hair had ...


    Emma - Thu Jan 27, 2005 6:15 pm

  • Short Story » Romantic
    White Eyes
    7

    The jagged edges of last year didn't really sink into this year. The colours of everything just clashed and made the most horrible noises, but there was nothing I could ...


    Liz - Fri Jan 21, 2005 2:55 am

  • Short Story » Romantic
    Juliet Playing With Knives
    17

    I light a cigarette. I'm standing on my balcony in my rainbow-striped strappy top, light, turquoise cotton shorts and huge fluffy purple Grosby slippers. It's almost seven on a Friday ...


    Liz - Thu Jan 06, 2005 9:04 am

  • Short Story » Romantic
    acid+base=salt+water
    5

    It's Friday and a chunk of golden chicken drips, cook-marks sizzling on the bottom of melted crumbs shining in the fake light of your unnatural landscape. Today it was a ...


    Liz - Sun Dec 12, 2004 4:25 am

  • Short Story » Romantic
    Your Smoke
    10

    Last night the rain was whispering on your cheap, leaking roof with the unstable tiles, and you and your cigarette were whispering against my neck. I could feel your hot ...


    Liz - Sat Dec 11, 2004 9:25 am

  • Short Story » Romantic
    Chrismas Angel
    7

    Christmas Angel The sun never ceased to smile at you that summer. She splashed growing plants and trees in a perpetual spree of sunlight and warmth, never failing to share ...


    Nvrmnd - Fri Dec 10, 2004 6:34 pm

  • Short Story » Romantic
    Just A Tragic Flaw
    11

    Quietly sipping her raspberry Italian Soda, Madeleine turned her head in a jerky fashion toward the stairs every time she heard someone begin to ascend them. In the in between ...


    penny - Mon Dec 06, 2004 8:57 pm

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    Cameron Reeves… what can I say about the kid? Well for one thing, he’s about the smartest guy I’ve ever met. Lord knows if I mention the Aeneid to any ...


    WinterGrimm - Mon Dec 06, 2004 4:50 am

  • Short Story » Romantic
    Vanilla
    5

    This is a scene from what hopefully will turn out to be a book. I'd really appreciate some help with it. -penny ...I didn’t make it to my stay room ...


    penny - Sun Dec 05, 2004 10:57 pm


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