Fallen angels

Fallen Angels Copyright © 2016 Jax_Teller By Jax_Teller “We are the in between, cast down as sons of war. Struck to the earth like lightning, on this world we're born, We won't cause the pain,[…]

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The dying game

My name is Meagan. I am your average 14 year old girl, I don't like school but I go, there are people I like and people I don't. I come from a pretty normal family,[…]

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Bus ride

I was sitting at an out door café enjoying my coffee and book and loving the breeze as it wrapped around me. As I am deep in book I can feel someone staring at me[…]

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A dark night

Alana walked quickly and furtively down the deserted, brooding street that was Spinner’s End. Breathing heavily with each step, she gazed over her shoulder repeatedly, convinced she was being watched. I hate going down this[…]

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My first time

Some of the detail in this story is fiction, but it is strongly based on my first experience of and the consequences. I think of it as "enhanced truth", for as the Irish say "a[…]

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Lords of the manor

It was late summer in the year 1769 and the streets were growing quiet in industrial downtown Landstown. A carriage rattled down the street, drawing a few curious faces to look out of the pane[…]

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