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Temptation

The man stared at the flower bed. Scarlet petals bursting forth from the centre; it truly was a sight to behold. Gent...

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A shadowy princess · A brooding bishop · Claim the throne

8 stories · started over 15 years ago
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"You're supposed to be melting", he whined. He pawed in his pocked for more water, tossed a palmful at her face. Sh...

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Curse of divinity

That the church had kept her from the throne was of no matter; she had been born for this, had been promised this by ...

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Random Prompt

Reading the random prompt for today I felt a shiver of unease as though someone had been spying on me throughout my l...

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10 stories · started about 13 years ago
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It's That Simple

Wide eyes, open and deep Divine perfection in bodily form An angel drawn from sleep She draws me to the sweetest storm

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ALIMONY the guard

I wondered how it could be that she wanted me to do such a terrible thing. She promised that she wouldn't tell my wif...

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12 stories · started over 15 years ago
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the woods

"When you're lost in the woods, stop moving." So this is what it had come to. She was about six hours too late for t...

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The blind Spot

Annabelle Clarisse, was born blind but her disability never stopped her from visualising the world with her other sen...

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Children's Game

I could feel their glares. They loved to do this. I kept tripping over branches and I could feel the cuts on my arms....

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2 stories · started over 14 years ago
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Invisibly Seen

Her home lay behind her. And the aurora ahead. It would be cooler in the north, as it was in the far south. She could...

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Another Round

Pollution is an artist and poison is a poet Death is the brightest of colors Noise is the sweetest song Pollution w...

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First line

The conversation lasted two words:

27 stories · started over 15 years ago
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The conversation lasted two words: "Too much." Too much pain? Too much regret? Too much suffering. And who's? From tw...

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"Go"

I am trying to make up words as I tremble in Fear. I can feel the first drop of sweat starting to run down my face. H...

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Till death do us part

"I'm sorry", the two words that shattered her world. She let the dial tone ring out, as a hot tear ran down her cheek...

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Kelsey · Kent · End the bloodshed

5 stories · started over 16 years ago
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Breathlessly she pried open the little box on her palm. Her eyes widened. "How, how could this..." Footsteps approac...

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To Make a Change

Kelsey had always hated Kent. Kent was a skinny, chaste, and weak man. His skin was light and ashy, his hair not blon...

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Kent was stabbing someone. I think it was Mary. Maybe it was Bill. I don't know. The important thing is that it was a...

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The doctor's news hit him like a downpour of ice water; leaving him frozen in place and gasping for air.

1 stories · started almost 14 years ago
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"You have a sever condition, sir..." The man in the white coat checked his clipboard. "However I have treated many pa...

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Theo · Mother-in-Law · Hot Dog

6 stories · started over 16 years ago
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My mother in law kept a speedy pace behind me, screeching my name as I raced toward the hot dog stand. "THEO!" "THEO,...

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The Diet from the Black Lagoon

Theo had had ENOUGH. Ever since he had married Julia, it had been vegan this and free range that. If he had to choke ...

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There was a knock at the door. It was Theo, the kid from next door. He was only seven. Wearing nothing but blue jean ...

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Shape.

11 stories · started about 15 years ago
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Shape

Shape is a thing that comes to you, after you have grown. Breasts. Waist. Arms. Butt. It's a struggle between ...

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Home

The old woman was lying on the park bench underneath layers of musty old coats, pink v-sweaters (four) and thermal u...

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Mainstream music

The large shape of the medical building loomed on the horizon. Vic and I were survivors of a plague tring to get a va...

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