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John is an idealist. He turns his back on a successful legal career in London to return to his home in Migwani, a small, poor town in eastern Kenya. His ambition is to assist his countryâ€™s development, to create a model that others might emulate. But in trying to rediscover his roots and...
By Raven Nyx
An essay about the actions and psychopathy of Aileen Wuornos, the supposed first female serial killer.
Iris 2958 is a cog in a corporate machine. Part of a genetically-inferior class known as the 'Bases', Iris and her kind are exploited by the all-encompassing Tribe Corporation. After a chance encounter with a seemingly deranged young man, she finds herself cast out of the futuristic society she...
By Wheels Warrior
A young differently abled woman vows to liberate her best friend from the unspeakable horrors of the Holocaust.
Short Story | Updated Sep 3, 2012 | Reads: 26 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Gate Keeper
NEED READERS. Incomplete. Will edit as days go by. My first submission of anything. Story of a boy who must make a choice amongst destiny or friends, venturing on a journey to find the truth among many truths.
Please tell me what you think. Advice is welcomed.
As the only child (a daughter) of the Alpha of the Powell Pack and his mate, Jaci has always been taught the ways of the Alpha.
Wolves in the wild have been known to have female leaders, but when human nature is added to the instincts of the wolf it became an understood rule that males lead,...
Caught in a deadlock with two enemy snipers, Kate also faces inner conflict.
Short Story | Updated Jul 27, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
The serpent (the Kundalini) tries to escape my body, by which I am thinking I am dying.
By Miller Jivaro
A young woman looks back on a chance encounter with an elderly lady: from mutual admiration of the statue. Picking up a book years later could reveal a whole new twist to who this woman is...unless the incident never happened in the first place.