Saint patrick’s day

Fbailey story number 519 Saint Patrick’s Day Here in America we celebrate Saint Patrick’s Day on March seventeenth. This year it was on Wednesday. Everyone wears green and most people claim to be Irish. I[…]

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Midnight visit

Only twenty words were spoken. Twenty words that would change her life forever, and also the way they saw each other. It started off distant and professional, him just taking what he wanted. But it[…]

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Darker desires

It was 6:47 as I looked over at the alarm. The sun was starting to creep through the window, so like my usual self I pushed my face into the bed and pulled my satin[…]

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Chapter two

After a long hard day from work Dave shuffles into the house the smell of garlic bread gives her secret away she made his favourite pasta. Their miniature Yorkshire Terrier Pebbles comes running down the[…]

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Her christmas wish

The Christmas holiday season has always been a memorable time of year. Whether it is time spent with family, those special gifts from a loved one, or simply the smell of Grandma's cooking, every Christmas[…]

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The rush. pt. 3

[If you haven't read my first two Rush writings, go back, reread them, and THEN read this. Otherwise, it won't make much sense.] Melanie got back to Kissa’s room to find her still sleeping soundly,[…]

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