Fallen Angel
~Prologue~ It was never going to be an ordinary day.
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~Prologue~ It was never going to be an ordinary day.
18+ contains explicit content (old post deleted changed and reposted) Conspirasee!. How can you not see, how they conspire to see?!. Their controlling us behind the smoke screen.
*another long nonsensical rant. I don't usually post quotes. But here's one of my favourite and most thought about quotes from John Donne and a bit about what it means to me.
Kitten /\...../\ ____>( ⊙ ,⊙ )<____ | | | T.V Box | Gather round boys and girls sit down and listen to the story I have in...
@waterfrontdreamer or anyone else in that dark valley. Please read. I know it's Happy Monday But the matter needs addressed And I don't mean to hurt anyone Or make them feel depressed.
A is for advent, the time of year B is for bells and boxes of beer C for the carols of mangers and stables D for drinking yourself under the table E for the excitement Christmas brings F is for FIVE...
It's perfect weather for sex. When the rain pours down outside and you want to be nowhere else in the world but snuggled up in bed.
"A man who took RyanAir to court after losing his luggage has lost his case.".
Thank you all for your support and suggestions as I'm writing this. I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Been working on some flash fiction. Would love some input ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The remark insinuated itself like cat's claws, oozing saccharin sweetness.
His face was pearly white with light pink cheeks, his golden hair fell loosely to his shoulders so he had to pull it back into a ponytail.
PHEW. Getting steamy in this chapter ;) x Last time I saw Justin's room, it was a clutter of cardboard boxes and empty drawers. The only things he could actually use were the desk and the bed.
Chapter 1: It was black, nothing but black. I screamed out for help, but no sound came out of my shaken mouth.
Stan knew he had fucked up. Why had he gone hunting 2 nights in a row. That was just plain stupid. It didn't help that his last victim had been his next door neighbour.
Chapter 29: Jasmine looked around the shop in awe. She slowly walked around, gently rubbing her rather huge tummy and after her tour round the my almost finished project skipped over and hugged me.
'everyone, masks on and get as far away from them as possible' yelled Adam He picked me up and ran towards the gates, putting as much distance between us and the gas.
That night I went to my aunts grave. I sat there in her favourite dress of mine, a rich cream coloured dress that I knew Nate loved too. I put down a white rose, as I did whenever I went there.
I wake up to the sounds of morning. The birds chirping, apples falling from trees, and the sun reflecting off the vibrantly colored autumn leaves.
#rant *part fiction, part exaggeration.....maybe Lmfao :-) What's the matter with you.
"Home To The Criminally Insane" "Do I. Do you?" Dr. Jasper said with a smirk. "I am after all a doctor, who may have or may not have made a few mistakes and lost more patients than neccessaary.
Ole grandpa Joe, now there was a man Six feet tall, drove a black sedan. Took me fishing on sunny days, We ate jello sandwiches and drank lemonade.
Johnny, Hi. I know I didn't write all weekend; I'm sorry but I was out, actually doing things, and I know you won't mind. You probably think the writing a letter every day is a bit mental anyway.
Chapter 3~ Edward Masen and Esme Evenson (Continued) I unwillingly squinted at Edward, his face was twisted with pain, the rest of him writhing in agony.
You're a 19 year old kid. You're critically wounded and dying in the jungle somewhere in the Central Highlands of Viet Nam .. It's November 11, 1967. LZ (landing zone) X-ray.