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My First and Final Escape
After fifteen years of living in the dark, those first glimpses of sunlight are both blinding and beautiful. But at the same time, after those years in the dark, I ...
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An Angel Dropped
Not sure if this is the pefect place for it but "Other" just seemed wrong along with "Romance." So Fantasy it is. Thank you in advance for reading. An Angel ...
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A Touch of Death (Part 1 of 3)
“When you lose hope, evil is first in line to fill your heart. And once it has a grasp on you, it will never let go,” warned the old woman ...
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A Touch of Death (Part 2 of 3)
Nala was a tool of destiny. Her only responsibility was to separate the soul from the body and pass the soul on to the white-winged Angels of Deliverance who would ...
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A Touch of Death (Part 3 of 3)
To Whomever, I didn’t hesitate even for an instant once I had Corrine by the throat. Something in me just snapped and I could suddenly feel every ounce of pent ...
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The Choices We Make (Part 1 of 2)
Lily's Notes: So, for starters, I haven' written anything in what feels like ages. But Rosey's Contest got me motivated. Anyway, I know this is a smidge long but I ...
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The Choices We Make (Part 2 of 2)
Lily's Notes: Hopefully you read Part One first. If not, read that one, then this one please. Also, thank you to everyone who read the first part and came back ...
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I Think That I'm Falling Again
My contest submission for tnme22's Flash Fiction Contest. Any serious comments would be awsome.The same stupid song plays whenever he texts me. And every time I hear it, I quickly ...
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The Siring (Part 1 of 2)
This is a slightly edited version of the piece I submitted for Suzannes vampire contest. Anyways, any advice would be totally appreciated. “Ugh, I hate hippies. I can never get ...
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The Siring (Part 2 of 2)
Please read the first half first. Things make more sense that way. viewtopic.php?t=65639Laura glided into Nathaniel’s room, trailed closely by the rest of the coven. She paused next to his ...
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Kitties and Coloring Books
I wrote this for JFW1415's Epic Contest of Mass Proportion. Enter. It ends at midnight whatever your time is. “Crap!” Eric hissed, rubbing at his eye. “What happened?” Emily asked, ...
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Abracadabra (Edited)
This is my submission for Rosey Unicorn's The Birth of Magic contest. I'm really terrible at writing poetry so please please please tear this apart so I can piece it ...