Inside me: c11

Inside Me —– 11 — “How much do you really know my brother?” I asked Montana as I sat down at our lunch table with my tray. “What do you mean?” “I know you two[…]

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Escaped

We’ve been on the run for months now and I’m on the verge of exhaustion. I’m not sure how much further I can go. Sometimes I think I should let the catch me, but I[…]

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Room service

The most bizarre stream of occurrences have dogged my life ever since I was born in London after my mother's water broke in Wales. I never looked back. Following major bus, bike, ship and plane[…]

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Camorra chapter 3

Hurriedly changing his breeches and shirt for a clean pair, he made his way down towards the kitchen again. In the corridor, he passed Camorra in the corridor, who avoided his eyes and swept past[…]

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Honey dew pt 5

PART 5 – DADDY Joel Fride was an attractive man of 52. His wife passed away when Beth was 2. Beth was his only child and he adored her. He knew when Carolyn passed away[…]

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Mariat i

Soft, leather boots made nary a sound as they brushed along the worn, dirt path that cut a thin swathe through the dim forest, as Mariat's lithe frame glided along it, akin to a shadow[…]

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