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rise of inner demons
Poetry | Updated Sep 3, 2014 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Hades Above Ground
Poetic thoughts regarding both the body, and soul.
By Cathy Mahon
A woman ends up chained down in a basement with a phycopathic killer. Was she a random target or did she get too close to the truth behind the murders?
By Robert Kasch
Every job has it's perks.
Short Story | Updated Aug 5, 2014 | Reads: 128 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 6
In the XXI century, â€œGodâ€ remains an unknown value to humans. Although â€œGodâ€ is the fundamental value in this world, as he is the Creator of all. A modern human cannot accept the idea of the existence of â€œGodâ€ due to lack of evidence that â€œGodâ€...
By Shannan Browne
Not a happy fairytale ending... fear is a nasty thing
If your love was the only thing that was keeping your boyfriends heart beating, would you forever stay by his side? When the love of Hopeâ€™s life gets into a life threatening accident that she caused, she is immediately filled with guilt and sadness. After Jace was thrown out of the car...
By Paul Butters
A science fiction story follow on...
A first chapter of a novel I started, but I'm not sure if I want to continue. I posted this on Figment and Wattpad, as well.
This is a non-fiction novel (well, a very exaggerated non-fiction novel with a few scenes here and there that never actually happened) based on the life of a mentally ill yet oddly endearing individual who I know well.
Jason Jason is a seven-year-old boy with electric blue eyes and shaggy black...
By Taylor Payton
This is just a something I started. It will eventually be a book but I'm already working on a couple of those so for now it's a small short story or flash fiction... What ever you wanna call it.
By Jl Reaper
A man attempts to uncover the truth about his father.
A short conversation between the brain and the body
By Midnight Cat Lonely Child
When My love bled out and left me hollow
Sometimes wise words are encouragement, other time it is just a form of pity, I guess?