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The year is 1886. A man is searching for treasure inside an old abandoned mansion. But little does he know, there's a dark secret waiting for him within it's crumbling walls.
It was evening. I knew I would see her again, and felt that I havenâ€™t already enough air to breath. Just thinking about her made me feel tense. Before the entrance I saw somebody walking before me. Itâ€™s her!
Power-cuts on a summer evening can be very irritating.But can there be some exceptional few that are so interesting that you actually look forward to them? This is the story of such an exceptional summer evening power cut... Read on to know more...
Revenge is coming to the Hern family. They are enjoying a typical evening at home, until Revenge is upon them.
Short Story | Updated Jul 2, 2014 | Reads: 147 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Rhonda Calling is an elderly lady with a walking cane, who lives in Bayswater Street, London. She is trying to get possession over a magic coat, which hangs on an iron gate, across the street from her. Anyhow, in order to do so, she must enter the building, which is enclosed by the gate. Two...
Cool - Evening
Poetry | Updated Jul 22, 2013 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Angel Plant
A evening for two. Show your love.
A BOY AND GIRL IN LONDON IN 1950S AND THE STARS
Poetry | Updated Feb 4, 2013 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Wheels Warrior
Sunset to evening
Poetry | Updated Oct 12, 2012 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Valerie Evening
Kayle Madison the scariest and toughest girl in highschool is on the big search to find a guy that have the key to open her heart. There is one guy name Dylan who is her classmate, but to her he is invinsible. Is this the guy she's been looking for? The guy who has the key to her heart?
By Raine Carosin
an excerpt of one moment in a couple's life...
this is a fantasy story ,it teaches one to believe in it
Why are some of us lucky enough to find romance while othersseem to wish forever.
A poem in celebration of the large bells, still hung in some towns, which ring out every hour.