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A story was contrived by those that witnessed his suicide that the King had died in his sleep. None of the townsfolk or any of castle inhabitants questioned the story. Michaud, the Prime Minister was named King with the blessing of the church and in less...

So in the year of our Lord, 1700 Carpenter saw himself and Elise make the trip to London. They arrived about a day later and sought a real estate agent for a dwelling to purchase or rent. The papers provided to her by her King stating that she was an emis...

Dawn placed the last dinner plate in the dish washer and looked up at the clock. She then glanced over her shoulder at her husband. Brian sat at the table, scouring the classified advertisements in the local newspaper, trailing a finger down the small typ...

Holly kept her wedding gown hidden from Carpenter. She explained to him that she wanted it to be a surprise for him and Carpenter could only smile. He had not been with a woman that he loved this much in quite some time.Each night when he returned to the...

Jennifer: Childish Dreams

Jennifer (Boss) muses about her childish dreams... and what she thinks of them now.

I always wanted to be a cop when I was young. To hold a gun and shoot down the bad guys. I never imagined I'd shoot down some good guys as well. I never imagined I'd fall head over heels in love with the bravest, most amazing man in the world, have two be...

Unwanted Gift

My holiday drabble.

The Christmas present ticked me off! After twenty years of friendship, he knew how I felt about presents and Christmas. The wondrous ideal of love, family and religious worship, that Christmas is, was disappearing; being bastardized by the rapacious celeb...

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The Christmas present ticked. "You got what for my mother?" my truelove said. "A Ticky Prompt Machine." "What on earth is that?" "It's not what it looks like," I said. "Okay, sweetie. Explain." "Well, you know your mother said she really hated the holiday...

Tomorrow: Chapter One

The first chapter of Philena's story... hope you enjoy. I shall submit two chapters a week...

I enter the doors to my high school, a senior. First day back to school and apparently I'm supposed to be shrieking and crying like an idiot, going, "Oh my God I haven't seen you since... two days ago!" to all my friends... wait, what friends? But instead...

Philena: Evangeline 2

A little more detail... from where the other one left off 'til the present... Philena's POV

You joined Alexa for a while. I saw you in the halls with the Pinheaded football players we used to laugh about. You mostly ignored me the first half of sophomore year, and, surprisingly, so did the Blonde Squad. That all changed right around finals time...

Confessions of an Average Teenage Girl

This was very difficult to write and is even more so to post... please be gentle... no harshness...

Sometimes I wanted to cut. I wanted to cut so deep I felt no more and needed no more. And sometimes I wanted to cut so deep I lived no more, but I didn't. I know now that's because I was strong- not saying others are weak, because they aren't- but at the...

Incapable

Why do I continue to return?

I trundle through darkened halls again and again breaking free for a time never staying long in the light then plunge I do back into the gloom wandering in the past something I can not undo fear no I should not as I am accustomed been here many time why d...