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    Xavier was waiting for her.

    He looked down at his watch for possibly the hundredth time and sighed. Where was she? He called once more and hung up when his call went to voice mail. He stood up and began pacing the room. Worry was obviously there. With the flick of his lighter, Xavier lit his cigarette...
    demipuff demipuff 18-21, F 2 Responses Dec 4, 2014

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    'Jack Whiteman'. I was well hidden.

    At least in my head. I was under the duvet and I was pretty sure I was invisible to him. I saw him from the outskirts of my duvet – the purple flowers edged with holes had managed to serve a purpose after all. My heavy breathing was starting to ache me, I couldn’t go on like...
    TheWestlifer TheWestlifer 18-21, F Dec 15, 2014

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    "Dammit! If you love me then you will stay!

    " he yells, emphatically. His eyes stare into her seeking a crack in seemingly unshakeable resolve. He searches her face relishing the sudden emotional torment in her eyes. He says a silent prayer thanking God for the inventions of guilt and shame.
    Nyx1978 Nyx1978 36-40, F 1 Response Jan 19

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    He saw her and was instantly captivated.

    To others she appeared as merely another pretty girl, blonde with green eyes but not overly super model gorgeous. Her delicate hands and fingers and fine features entranced him. Her slim figure perhaps a little underweight but beautiful to him. Her pale lips looked so soft...
    ArnoldJRimmer ArnoldJRimmer 46-50, M 3 Responses Jan 13

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    It is George! Ever since he could remember

    George felt there must be something wrong with him.He was always excluded out of all family celebrations and get together,sent to the boys scout for the day,no explanation given "just get your stuff and do not keep the scoutmaster waiting" Later he would discover that the family...
    berangere berangere 66-70, F 4 Responses Nov 15, 2014

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    Once upon a time there was a small virus named

    Phlegmentine. She was an evil b1tch. One autumn afternoon as she floated along the air molecules surrounding the planet of Tam, Phlegmentine decided it was time to put down roots. So with a quick glance at local Tam real estate, she took a stroll down nasal passage lane of the...
    ZombieBaitMaiden ZombieBaitMaiden 31-35, F 4 Responses Dec 5, 2014

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    The Hunter

    He crouched quietly in the cool shadows of the evening, observing her gentle and precise movements as she began to make her way home. He watched, noticing the careful manner in which she chose her path, cautiously and slowly contemplating each step she made. He took note of how...
    Hongruilin Hongruilin 31-35, F 7 Responses Dec 12, 2012

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    The Child.

    Annette had lived in Brazil for quite a few years now,she was a professor of Arts at the university of Sao Paulo,well in her forties and living alone in a small house on the outskirts of the town. Annette had never married,never found her soul mate,truth be told she never was...
    berangere berangere 66-70, F 6 Responses Jul 4, 2013

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    She was in love with two men.

    One was her daughters father and one was her son's father. Let's call them M&L. M was handsome and L was average. M had a hard time keeping a job, while L was stable in his job for 5+ years. She married L & they bought a house Together to raise her son and daughter in. He raised...
    nyteacher2005 nyteacher2005 26-30, F Jan 14

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    The Night She Came Back

    Standing there naked, he shut off the hot tap. The thought of a hot bath made him feel content. The realities of life would return but for now he would just soak and dream in his steam filled bathroom.The bubbles engulfed him as he lay down. Taking a sip of scotch from his...
    deleted deleted 26-30 5 Responses Nov 9, 2011

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    I just posted the second chapter of my short

    story on my blog! If you haven't read the first chapter it's still on there. It's about a man who has OCD and Multiple Personality disorder. He is obsessed with pleasing every woman, and being the type of man any woman will date. He creates characters of different people, and...
    TheBellaBubbles TheBellaBubbles 16-17, F Dec 4, 2014

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    I'm Writing a Murder Mystery

    I'm writing a murder mystery populated with characters rather obviously based on my co-workers. There are some of them I just kind of want to kill off, fictionally of course. It makes my workday a lot more interesting if I fabricate all sorts of sex scandals and imagine that the...
    scandinaviana scandinaviana 21-25, F 4 Responses Oct 6, 2006

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    AustinmMurdock AustinmMurdock 16-17, M 2 Responses Oct 3, 2014

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    My sister died and as her executor I was left

    to deal with her estates . Mostly straight forward . One request was a little unusual . It stated that I was to invite 6 of her closest friends to a dinner party . This was some time after the funeral. They gathered together on one dark chilly November evening . Fog had swept in...
    TheRebelFaction TheRebelFaction 51-55, M 1 Response Oct 13, 2014

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    I've got a bunch of short stories

    that could use some good readers. I writer horror and erotica, and often I like to write horrotica. PM me if you're interested.
    ACraigNewman ACraigNewman 36-40, M 2 Responses Dec 20, 2014

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    First released in 2008,

    the publishing rights have reverted back to me. I decided to create a condensed version and release it through video. Soft Breezes,Love~Wind
    WindSylph WindSylph 46-50, F 5 Responses Dec 13, 2014

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    Our New Neighbours.

    When the old man next door passed away in a nursing home,his son who had inherited his house soon renovated it and then sold it. The old man had been living in near squalor for quite a while,lots of items needed replacing in the house,but the son told his father he could not...
    berangere berangere 66-70, F 12 Responses Jun 2, 2013

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    little bird watched the soaring ones.

    .. He shrugged and continued happily hopping along the ground. He wondered why the others put such effort into flying when everything he wanted was here on the ground. Seemed like a bother....dealing with winds, weather and sheer effort...all that flapping..ugh. He hopped over...
    ArnoldJRimmer ArnoldJRimmer 46-50, M 4 Responses Jan 12

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    It was in the middle of the night

    when they came. Their eyes like fire, their horses like shadows, they burned her city. They killed her family. They left her in a blackened world of ash and cinders. Her world had fallen apart. But still, she could dream.
    DrowningInRed DrowningInRed 13-15, F 2 Responses Nov 27, 2014

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    The Story of A Night As I wander on this

    frigid night, passing the markers of the crucified, I wonder when I'm going to rest. These shallow graves have been my home for centuries, yet I never feel at rest. The shrieks of the crucified are uncertain & unyielding. Every night is the same story, wandering without...
    XRedFury XRedFury 22-25, M 1 Response Dec 14, 2014

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    Terminus

      It wasn’t much to begin with –just a thread: two strands of fibre spiralling together to make one- but in time it could have grown, could have become woven into the fabric of an Us; our warp and weft. It had the potential to become something secure and self...
    amberdextrous amberdextrous 51-55, M 6 Responses Dec 12, 2009

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    Open Door Sitting in the bus

    as the scenery whizzed by,Eva's mind revisited other times,other places long gone,a younger Eva who still could dream and believe she had life at her fingertips,a life full of promises,a loving man at her side,then it all came crashing down,Andrew was called for active service...
    berangere berangere 66-70, F 4 Responses Apr 20, 2014

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    One Man's Lonliness

    He sits there, waiting. His heart yearning for her to come. She rarely does. He know she is with another, laughing, touching. He lights another cigarette. He remembers being here before, loving someone who loved another. Why is he putting himself through this again he wonders to...
    deleted deleted 26-30 10 Responses Oct 13, 2011

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    Once there was a dark room in

    which there was a candle and an incense stick glowing. The candle said, "look!how bright I am.Everyone is staring at me."Then incense stick replied,"That's right.But if u are able to withstand at the time of difficulty , then,there the value of your brightness can be known...
    liza1996 liza1996 18-21, F 1 Response Oct 14, 2014

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    This story is based off of Twitch Plays

    Pokémon. Even if you don't know what that is, I hope you can still enjoy it... ^^ As far back as Red could remember, his mind had been invaded with voices. They took up all of the space in his mind, and filled it with their mindless babble. They told him to do things; to walk...
    DrowningInRed DrowningInRed 13-15, F 1 Response Dec 8, 2014

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    An Indian Lullaby

    Ninnie baba ninnie. Sleep little baby sleep. The child was curled up in her aya's arms,being softly sang to and gently rocked. " Ninnie baba ninnie",the little girl loved that song,she often sang it to herself while playing in the lushness of the garden of her parents' villa,in...
    berangere berangere 66-70, F 3 Responses May 7, 2013

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    "Maggie? Maggie, are you there?

    " God, if she doesn't keep her bloody voice down she'll have the whole street wonderin' what's going on. An' all cause she wants a bit o' gossip! Well, she's got some comin' to her when I tell her about Mrs pennybottom catchin' young Frank whisperin' sweet-nothin's to her bessy...
    ClaireyLou ClaireyLou 18-21, F Jan 13

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    Hello Darkness My Old Friend

    It wasn’t fear so much as feeling unsettled. It was as if things were just slight out of kilter; warped, even. He lay there, staring at nothing, as the darkness was complete. The thin nylon surrounding him could have been inches or miles from his face, and it was only by...
    CuriousNomad CuriousNomad 46-50, M 5 Responses Mar 29, 2013

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    I love to write erotica.

    I write short stories and poetry, but keep it pretty much under wraps. I post in a few sites and love to hear people's feedback though. I love the idea of someone being able to get off or aroused by my writing.
    BlondieYTZ BlondieYTZ 31-35, F 4 Responses Jan 7, 2014

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    You never know In another 15 minutes it would

    be pitch dark, and the birds will get all jittery, fear makes one extra alert, and it would be difficult to make a kill. Hunger pangs were already setting in and he could feel the froth building in his mouth. At 45 he no longer possessed the strength to hunt, he had to bait them...
    lovelifedestiny lovelifedestiny 41-45, M 2 Responses Sep 14, 2014

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    As Nia sat in the bathroom floor wondering

    once more where her life went wrong, an overwhelming sadness came over her. She'd thrown away so many empty years into her marriage and she had nothing but her daughter to show for it. She didn't even have a wedding picture and she stopped wearing her ring years ago. Yet this...
    diamondgirl07 diamondgirl07 31-35, F 1 Response Oct 19, 2014

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    Claudy,An Old Flame.

    Ever since I was a child I had flashbacks of tall trees and dense forests,of oxen teams pulling logs through rough terrains.These memories,because it was what I classified them as,always happened while I was busy or otherwise engaged.They just emerged and with them a feeling of...
    berangere berangere 66-70, F 4 Responses Jun 6, 2013

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    The Dark Room

    Alone, he stood in the middle of the room. Surrounded by dark walls with nothing but a dim light bulb hanging from the ceiling right above him. Blankly staring at the light, he was trying to put together the events that had led up to his captivity. He was just a scientist who was...
    CelinaTheLost CelinaTheLost 16-17, F 4 Responses Apr 27, 2013

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    A Reprieve.

    The man living next door to Donna was the neighbour from hell! He was a squat, bald headed little man,top heavy in the shoulders,persistantly belligerent,you could sense the anger in his walk,his stance. Donna, being a single woman living alone made her the perfect target. He...
    berangere berangere 66-70, F 7 Responses Jun 23, 2013

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    I've been pondering an idea (or

    rather ideas) for a story. The name for it is Seal Moon, but there is so much I want to do with it. I can't really decide where to start or what kind of genre but I want it too be LONG! What's most interesting about the story for me is a huge chunk of the plot and feel came from...
    FreezerDog1 FreezerDog1 18-21, M 2 Responses Sep 12, 2014

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    My first fictional story.

    I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it.                                            The Jacket It was in the middle of November. Winter was coming quickly. Leaves had finished falling, and now blew along the dry sidewalk, brown and...
    LaurenJFisher LaurenJFisher 22-25 2 Responses Jan 3, 2014

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    A Ghost Story

    When I was a child,I loved to spend time with my grand parents in the country,on the outskirts of a small village. Staying there,I was taken back in time,no mod cons,just a radio for entertainment or we played board games in the evenings,the radio was so ancient that when I...
    berangere berangere 66-70, F 1 Response Apr 19, 2013

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    Tasha15Girl Tasha15Girl 13-15, F 1 Response Nov 11, 2014

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    Remember Me

    When I had a day off work,I liked to visit quiet places in the town where I lived,tucked away from the bustle and the noise. One of these places was a well known cemetery,well known for its very elaborate monuments to the Dead. One such monument had cost the man who had built it...
    berangere berangere 66-70, F 5 Responses Apr 29, 2013

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    Jerome finished wiping down the disheveled

    tables where hipsters had sat only moments before, chugging down pumpkin spice teas, and overpriced coffee beverages. How could people be so messy while drinking from a cup? There were splurges of liquid all over every table, and crumbs from croissants. The customers of...
    TheBellaBubbles TheBellaBubbles 16-17, F 3 Responses Dec 2, 2014

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    ......the empty bottle crashed to the floor

    statling the man awake. His head spun wildly as he clutched the table edge. He stood up on unsteady legs and staggered from the kitchen to the living room. He paused staring at the television where home movies played on the dvd player. The screen showed a vision of beauty...
    ArnoldJRimmer ArnoldJRimmer 46-50, M 3 days ago

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    One Man's Loneliness: He sits there,

    waiting. His heart yearning for her to come. She rarely does. He know she is with another, laughing, touching. He lights another cigarette. He remembers being here before, loving someone who loved another. Why is he putting himself through this again he wonders to himself. The...
    00afreshstart77UK00 00afreshstart77UK00 51-55, M 2 Responses Jan 13

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    The Road To Nowhere

    The following story was written for entertainment purposes only. It is a fictional work derived from the mind of the writer and in no way should be taken as a factual account of any past or planned event. Anyone mentioned in this story is done so in a fictional fashion. Any names...
    fungirlmmm fungirlmmm 41-45, F 5 Responses Dec 9, 2011

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    Mind Beyond A Shattered Reality Part 2

    The Light Had Faded Into His Consciousness His Features Were Blank Leaving Him Anonymous The Surroundings Faded Into The Darkness All That He Knew Was No More, His Next Journey Would Be Arduous Time Had No Meaning As His Path Wilted Seeds Of Fear Clouded His Being Where None...
    Lushiro Lushiro 18-21, M 1 Response May 3, 2012

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    There was a man who fell in love with a hair

    dresser. One day he came in to tell her but he was too shy so he asked for a haircut instead. He had long flowing hair, now shorter than before. Every week from then on he came in to ask her out and every week he ended up getting a haircut instead until he had barely any hair...
    baconrind baconrind 26-30, M 2 Responses Apr 21, 2014

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    Here is one, it's called Reaper Academy.

    People often wonder what is death? How does it look? Is it painful? Is the story about a cloaked skeletal being real? One of those people was me, until death slapped me right across the face, not even seeing it. Allow me to pain a mental picture for you. I woke up at around 7...
    bisexuwhale bisexuwhale 13-15, M 1 Response Dec 17, 2014

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    She'd been waiting for weeks.

    Long, agonizing, torturous weeks. The thought of him made her reach down, and softly find herself. She caught herself, and ran her fingers threw her hair instead. Everything was perfect, candles lit, lights off, and a mix of soft music playing. The perfect setting for seduction...
    zanyzoey zanyzoey 36-40, F 2 Responses Dec 16, 2014

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    How I Love Thee

    It's not the way your hair cascades down over your bare shoulders.It's not the sparkle in your eyes,or your lips,soft and velvety,like the petals from a rose.It's not your sensuous curves,or the way you shiver each time my fingertips brush up against your skin.It's not your...
    diggler diggler 41-45, M 9 Responses May 17, 2013

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    The Lair

    A man's lair is his castle,his home.Without a companion to share it with,it becomes nothing more than a museum,or a shrine,filled with pictures and artifacts.How he wishes that she might make his lair a home once more.
    diggler diggler 41-45, M 2 Responses Jun 6, 2013

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    Well, I wrote this little short story

    when I was 14. I thought I had lost it but I just found it today Lol. I hope you guys like it and I welcome anybody's opinion as long as its not mean. Please, only positive remarks. Darkness Covers All : "Anna" I heard my name at a distance. I questioned the voice in my head...
    Heart4Jesus Heart4Jesus 16-17, F Dec 30, 2014

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    The Legend Of Lushiro (Part One)

    The wind would flow outwards flowing over his prominent blondish gold spiky hair with long bangs that recede down his face, his eyes reflecting off the brightness of the sun glimmering it's pool of cold blue. The dark gray cape he wore flapped against the ferocity of the wind...
    Lushiro Lushiro 18-21, M 6 Responses Jun 12, 2012

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