Mukuneiu: red moon

{ } scenes are flashbacks. ~ —–The only thing she truthfully remembered of that cold night was staring into the glowing headlights as they passed by. Her skin was dry, yet felt brittle, and she[…]

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Explicit powers

This is my first ever story, have read it over but please I don't want a bunch of English teachers abusing my grammar. Constructive criticism is ok, but no stuff like that was shit etc.[…]

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It wasn't me.

This story was difficult for me to write. Not because there's violence or anger. I've done that before. Not because it's dark, although it is. This isn't the first thing I wrote that you weren't[…]

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Something new

“You ready,” Debbie asked her friend Maureen as she stopped by her best friend’s desk, “I can’t wait another minute, I’m just about ready to burst!?!” “Me too,” Mo replied while putting the finishing touches[…]

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I'm on my way

Ok don’t just sent me that text, that text that sends my heart racing, anticipation, lust, excitement. “Im on my way” Will he like what Im wearing? Hmmmmm I think tonight Ill be a good[…]

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H.i.s.

I love my boyfriend; the dark chest hair that sprawls easy across his chest. His hands, enormous and bronzed on the back side. He is a man’s man. Unemotional and logic based. Good with his[…]

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