The writer 1

Nick had a gift, one which he did not entirely understand, but a gift nonetheless of epic proportions. He was able to manifest anything which he could think of, simply by writing it down. Nick[…]

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Control

sighed Hanna Cord out loud, "the last appointment of the day!" And it had been a long day, up at six, first appointment at 7:30, drive thirty miles through heavy traffic for her ten o'clock,[…]

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My friend izzy

My Friend Izzy For those who have read any of my other stories, each one is fiction. Not complete fiction actually, to tell the truth. Firstly, the main character is certainly not fictitious, and nor[…]

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Parts of anger

The phone rang and Michael went to answer it. Silk relaxed as much as she could at that moment. She heard him speaking but could not really tell what he was saying. He sounded like[…]

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The beauty salon

The beauty salon opportunity… Jessica had been to her usual beauty salon,it didn't take much to maintain her beauty, but pampering herself was one of her vices…..whilst there she was chatting to the owner,sally,they were[…]

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Lighting her fire

Michele walks up to the stage as Britney Spears’ ‘You want a Piece of me ‘plays in the background. She wriggles her waist and throws her hands up in the air, bending backwards. She is[…]

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