Who are you?

One day, a light flickered inside me. It was a white radiance, cooler than a candle or a star, yet a consuming fire all the same. It was a part of me, that was always veiled but ignited, like the birth of a sun. It signed my heart, burning a...

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A to Z challenge

Any time I think I'm out of the woods, I'm really not. Because, you see, life doesn't really work that way, ending one conflict and moving on to the other. Conflict is constant. Down to the smallest insect's life, it is constant. Everything blurred...

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FINISHED - Let's Make a Story (Voting)

Alright guys. It seems, I've written myself into a bit of an impasse. Although I have a few loose narratives rattling around in my brain, I have no clue what I'm going to write about next. And so, Let's make a bit of a game out of this Shall we? I'm...

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Club of Wolves ch. 5

Pixies and Performances I stood at the top of a flight of stairs. They were familiar stairs by now, because at the bottom of these particular stairs I had my new job. I had been hired to play music for a very peculiar club, and for the last week I'd...

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The Club of Wolves (working title) ch1-2

In my hurry to be as awkward as possible to the women who was most probably the assistant mentioned in the letter, i'd completely forgotten to ask what sort of club or cafe or whatever this place was. brilliant.

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Whatever the Weather

It was a cloudy, summer afternoon, warm but not too hot or cool. Every sign pointed to imminent rainfall, all sorts of people going indoors or readying umbrellas, but some of them just didn't care at all. One of those few was Vern, who continued to...

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Chocolates or whatever...

._ _~stay crispy_ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ chocolates or whatever... nicklos was pissed. "this shitty place again..." nicklos swore under his breath. he was still pissed. how pissed? he could feel his temples pounding in forehead.

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Whatever it Takes

**All characters, locations, and story arcs are under the ownership of myself, the author. Any comments or critiques would be greatly appreciated. This one sort of harkens back to what I'm used to when it comes to crafting a story. I sincerely hope...

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Whatever It Takes

"Rrrnnnh..." Nassara lashed her tail and growled, straightening out and pulling her snout away from her damp, lust-swollen sex. Sometimes one's own touch just wasn't enough to sate a dragoness! Her paw hadn't satisfied her, her tail hadn't, not even...

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Do Whatever

If you get hungry or whatever, just come downstairs and raid the kitchen. i don't give a shit what you eat." christine said as she sat on the bed, "thanks. i promise i'm not a lazy-ass. just been a long day."

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Whatever Will Come

**Whatever Will Come** Nobody lives a single life. To our friends, our colleagues, our parents and lovers, we act differently and speak differently. The reason is simple: every relationship is different. Facts which are harmless in one...

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Club of Wolves (working title) ch. 3-4

Ch 3: Under my Skin Ever feel like you're not getting the whole story? RE and I followed Seph and the piano through the same door everyone but me had already come out of at some point. The hallway it led to wasn't very long, ending only a few yards...

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