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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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    Everyone does not have the balls to buy off

    peace. Even though it's free, there is only one condition. You have to bet it all.
    NobodyFrvr NobodyFrvr 22-25, M Jun 3

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    Casualdeviant02 Casualdeviant02 18-21, T 1 Response Apr 14

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    I've been writing stories

    since I was very young. It helps me, when I'm having a bad day, I write stories. I've wrote a few songs too since I like to sing. Anyone battling depression, try writing about you're problems, it's helped me so so much. It doesn't make you better, but it helps you forget about...
    anonymousgirl1906 anonymousgirl1906 13-15, F 1 Response May 17

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    Hunter Pt. 1

    It's late at night and I'm walking down an empty street. I'm being followed by a dark van at a distance. As I round the corner I'm pulled against the brick between a small alley. I make out a shadowy figure, a large hand covering my mouth. I beat on the hard chiseled chest of my...
    FireQueen10 FireQueen10 22-25, F 6 Responses Nov 11, 2013

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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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    Another douche comes out of his bag.

    True story Ex: Guess what. You didn't seriously talk to me about that once. The entirety of our relationship was lonely for me. You are not my intellectual equal. I'm just humoring you now out of spite. Me: I talked to you about it a ton and I gave a million hints that that's...
    TheBellaBubbles TheBellaBubbles 18-21, F 2 Responses Apr 1

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    One of the main reasons I took to writing Is

    because of an old Friend new guy..poor little buddy lives a bad life..
    Hellfire66 Hellfire66 18-21, M Apr 15

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    Darkness shrouded the landscape.

    Not quite the pitch black of a coffins interior but black enough that the indistinct forms of trees and buildings merged into slightly darker blobs than the inky sky. The broken black asphalt was lit by a dull yellow glow of the motorcycles headlight. The roar of its engine...
    ArnoldJRimmer ArnoldJRimmer 46-50, M Apr 28

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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 1 Response Nov 27, 2014

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    It was late at night,

    a fall night. Cold, like the kiss of death I have now grown accustomed to. The leaves rustled, ever so faintly, given but a brief moment of life by that cold wind. Those dry leaves, excited by lies. The sky was cloudy, but the moon prevailed through the veil of night; it was yet...
    WilliamLestat WilliamLestat 18-21, M Mar 22

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    The rain woke me. I thought I would write you a

    story based on my life. Mom and I have always had a thing for rain, we love the idea of watching the rain as we have hot coco, or eat soup and watch romantic movies under the covers, but reality was a different deal. We lived in this very neighborhood but the house was...
    Chabelle Chabelle 22-25, F May 12

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    King Stephen was at Lincoln Castle .

    His enemies surrounded him . The Empress Maude was becoming a threat. She had claimed the thrown . A civil war had divided the English Kingdom. Great Noble men had to choose between two people who both had a claim to the thrown. The Kingdoms first civil war . Not the war if...
    Homejames Homejames 51-55, M 1 Response Jun 22

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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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    He pulled the covers over her naked,

    sleeping body. She seemed at peace with herself he thought as he brushed the hair from her face. In the corner a candle flickered, sending dancing shadows around the bedroom. It had been an eventful night, one that he hadn't planned for. Stepping silently into his trousers he...
    00afreshstart77UK00 00afreshstart77UK00 51-55, M 4 Responses Feb 7

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    Misguided Quest Who would've thought I could

    change the world? What about the parrot? Yes, I admit it-the world we now live in is my fault...though the parrot isn't without blame either. It has been 3 1/2 months since my birthday. For my present, I had gotten a parrot. Yes, a parrot. You know those little winged beasts...
    zydeko zydeko 18-21 1 Response Jun 22

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    Chapter 2 The rest of the day went on.

    . Intill a guy that insists on bullying me saw my eyes glowing.. He asked me what was with my eyes but I told him I have special contacts on he told me I am a liar and walked away. Later during last period of school he returned and said I needed to follow him or else so I...
    Hellfire66 Hellfire66 18-21, M Apr 17

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    EYES OF THE WOLF He raised his muzzle

    and tasted the wind. The faint scent of prey came to him causing his stomach to clench. A faint whine escaped before he could stop it. The icy wind blew up a wall of white in his face as he painfully turned away. He needed food. It had been many sleeps since his pack had...
    ArnoldJRimmer ArnoldJRimmer 46-50, M May 11

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    She steps of the plane

    and in the blurry distance her groom awaits. Distance couldn't separate their love. She told herself she was destined to be Mrs Bates. She walked fast so she could be with him at the gates. In his hands he had a paper that read "Welcome home KATESSS!!!" She leaped into his...
    deleted deleted 26-30 1 Response Mar 19

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    Unlike most men he always showed his love

    through his actions. His actions were sometimes slow, fast, soft or hard punches to the head. Kicks into the stomach he would let me know he loved me and it was all my fault. This excessive love, hatred, control and fear... Something we both felt. He'd hit, we'd make love. I...
    deleted deleted 26-30 1 Response May 20

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    You never know who is in the car next to you.

    Sometimes you can try to guess their lifestyle choices, like are they married? Do they have children? What's their job? You can sometimes guess by their cars whether they have money or don't. But what you can't guess by someone's car, or over all appearance is if they know you...
    TheBellaBubbles TheBellaBubbles 18-21, F 1 Response Mar 31

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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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    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 3 Responses Jan 12

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    Actually, I am in the process of writing two

    short stories. The first one is based on my experience in the United States Navy. The second is based on my conversations I had with exotic dancers while writing an article for a national magazine.
    Solitaireman Solitaireman 51-55, M 6 days ago

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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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    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 3 Responses Jan 7, 2014

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    The Unseen War-by: Rob PaquinShe crawled across

    the shattered landscapes of her soul; searching ...Arriving at the nethermost reaches of her brokenly, ragged heart; she climbed unto the zenith of it's fractured pile of fragmented remnants.It was there..., The stark and garish light of Epiphany revealed that the darkest of the...
    TheHiker TheHiker 41-45, M 1 Response Oct 23, 2014

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    She was running through the forest,

    desperate to escape the wolf. Her movements were numb and she was breathing heavily. She could feel the wolf behind her. She felt it's breath on her neck, and that's when she realized it wasn't a wolf. It was something else... But what could it be? It didn't matter. It had...
    deleted deleted 26-30 Apr 26

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    the old man shuffled down the street.

    a perpetual frown cut deep lines in his face. people moved aside as he passed. the old man made people nervous, always angry and cold. he never spoke more than necessary, no friends, no relatives. he moved into a house on the edge of town. always dark and dilapidated, the...
    ArnoldJRimmer ArnoldJRimmer 46-50, M 2 Responses Jun 22

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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 8 Responses May 17, 2013

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    Chicken asked Bird what it is like to fly.

    Bird replied '' the best feeling ever''. Chicken then asked Bird if he could try, and Bird lent Chicken its wings. Chicken took to the sky and never looked back getting ever higher. The end.
    WinterSunShine WinterSunShine 18-21, M Mar 12

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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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    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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    Traveling the world after its end Chapter 1:

    me My name is Chen, my parents thought it would be useless to teach me my last name. They taught me how to hunt, speak in English, and communicate using sign language. That's actually how all children around the world were taught when they parents knew the end was near. So that...
    attackonzach attackonzach 13-15, T Jun 6

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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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    The boy sat, doubled over in pain,

    on his hands and knees, clutching at the forest floor as if he were holding onto a lifeline. Pools of silver moonlight surrounded him, gathering on the ground like blood. Sweat slicked his face, plastering his longish chestnut-colored hair to his forehead and cheeks. He gasped...
    DrowningInRed DrowningInRed 13-15, F 2 Responses Jun 24

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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 6 Responses Dec 13, 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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    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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    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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    If you could give this a read,

    I would be very thankful. It's due to be finished in the next few months. http://w.tt/1NllMWr
    xTheWolfWithinx xTheWolfWithinx 13-15, M Jun 26

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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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    topic? my husband is a sociopath www.

    myhusbandisasociopath.wordpress.com
    myhusbandisasociopath myhusbandisasociopath 26-30, F Jun 18

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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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    I love to write short exotic stories

    but never attempted to take it any further. I have taken the plunge and submitting one to a magazine in Australia.
    Centalcoastlady Centalcoastlady 46-50, F 1 Response May 10

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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 6 Responses Jun 23, 2013

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