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Hooked on Phonics: a NaNo Playlist for Among the Infidels [by Sam] First thing that you should know is that this is a massive NaNo playlist—which is different from my ...

The young badger looked down at his bloodied footpaws that hung beneath the bench he was seated on, observing the great scratches on the chains that held his footpaws to ...

Chapter 3 The room fell into a hush as Jack stood in the middle of the circle of cheesy fold up chairs. Somehow he always kept everyone’s attention at every ...

The Gods Were Crying By J.E. Harshman Preface The Council of the Gods was assembled. Rivalries laid aside for one brief moment of peace, they conferred. Their fifteen thrones stood ...

Hi guys! This is my first work ever posted, and the very first book I ever tried to write. I'd like some reviews. Please correct any errors you see, but ...

Chapter 6. He felt warm… There was a clean, white room and bright lights shining at him when he opened his heavy eyes. His limbs felt as though they weighed ...

Black Tuesday Terror strikes duty calls to save the lives before the tower falls. The clock is ticking with no time to think but only to react quickly without a ...

Prioritize Stress, problems, headaches, My friend, it's time to step on the brakes. Are you sure it's worth; Getting distracted because of him? Sit down in a dark room, With ...

Umm, I don't know how good it is, but i wanted to try this. p.s. The actual book part needs to be downloaded, it's my stupid computer.

An old man with old magic tricks sat next to a bench, on the ground where a flower used to bloom, succumbing to the winter chill. On the bench sat ...

There once was a mailman named Mr. Freddy. He would deliver mail to people because he was a mailman. One day he went to my house and delivered my mail. ...

He sits by the fire With a blanket across his lap, A cup of steaming coffee in his hands. On his feet are his favorite worn leather shoes, Given to ...

Please leave some feedback! Thanks! Neeson had never seen so many bodies. He had known the men less than a fortnight and now they all lie bloody and lifeless, twisted ...

Last night you ran, chasing the sunset with your camera lens, but it hid behind houses, teasing you with glimpses of color in the dull evening sky. You followed it ...

I walked through the city. There were some peculiar companies and enterprises: Werewolf hair cuts; Troll hair adder; The leaking dwarf bottle! I walked into a café called elf house. ...