Daddy locke

The thunder outside scared me more than anything. At the age of ten things of that nature tended to upset me more than most, and as the lightning flashed and the crackling roared throughout the[…]

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Club fatale, pt. 7

Club Fatale, Pt. 7 Chapter Twelve – Athena “Let me look at that,” I said as I prodded the wound gingerly. “You need a /> Emma had gotten the injury in our last game. “I’ll[…]

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Poor tracey

Tracey considered herself American now, after all she had lived here for three years and was married to a fine American man. She was of course born an English girl, a slightly struggling English girl[…]

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My dark gift

My Dark Gift Alone, standing in a darkened doorway in a city whose name escapes him, a man is leaning against the wall. His coat pulled up close around his neck trying to ward off[…]

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An awakening

She came to still groggy and confused. She looked around her, where was she? She tried to move but found her arms and legs had been tied down to the vast four poster bed she[…]

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"one picture?"

“One /> By Blueheatt ___My daddy (Ben) and I ( Millie) had our ‘super secret‘. I was a real daddy’s girl and would do anything for him. I was his little spoiled brat, and we[…]

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