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Random First Lines:Aoife Cole committed suicide when she was fourteen due to bullying.
She had moved to a new town, school, and had to make new friends and memories.... » Read
By J J Citywall
Luck Gamble. I know, it sounds like the worst name ever. But Luck has a gift, he is blessed with the greatest luck ever. So naturally, someone with amazing luck would spend his time at the casinos! What could go wrong?
** Story #5 of my March Madness Story-a-day-challenge. This one is a...
By Brian A Garber
This is a tale of gambling and sports. Maybe even historically accurate, who knows?
By Nikolai Winter
A character introduction I did for a group story that never happened. One day I might have time to focus on him more and finish his tale, but that would be in the future.
Short Story | Updated Nov 3, 2013 | Reads: 18 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This poem is about seeing first hand gambling addictions while working at the casino, it's sad but very true and not many people know how much gambing can effect a day to day lifestyle.
Poetry | Updated Oct 21, 2013 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Kalaide Cades
A teenaged boy tries to help find his missing sister, but can he keep calm under the pressures of life too?
By Jack Mcall
John McIver ,a gambling addict is a man on a mission,he has to win eighty grand in five days to pay off the biggest gangster in Glasgow,if he doesn't then his family will be targeted,he has left his ex-wife and his two sons and a young daughter,all of them unaware the danger they are in.
Once upon a time, there was a gambler who lose totaly everything...
Short Story | Updated Aug 30, 2013 | Reads: 104 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By Moth Pockets
The baby's in bed, a drink's in my hand, the game is close, and the stakes are high. Then the dog starts barking..
Short Story | Updated Apr 16, 2013 | Reads: 22 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Love grows when death arrives
Poetry | Updated Apr 1, 2013 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I'm setting a timer for one hour, that is all the time I have to write this story. I know how I'm going to start it and nothing else. Let's see if this is awesome or terrible.
I am finished. And with six minutes and thirty-five seconds to spare.
"Hi Im Evie, because I was born on Christmas Eve."
Evie Woodstock is a girl on the edge. No stable support and no real friends. Looking for a prince that she feels will take her away and change her life for good. Join her on her journey to finding her prince, and herself.
A young toddler gets kidnapped. His parents receive a ransom demand of one lac rupees through a letter written by him. Why has the kidnapper made the victim write the ransom note? why is the ransom amount so low?
A short poem about domestic violence from the viewpoint of a child.
By Matthew E Pointon
Matt is backpacking around Asia and in the station at Kuala Lumpur he meets two pretty and chatty young ladies. Things get even better when they invite him to their house in the suburbs... or do they...?
With two Big Football games on today reminds me of my time I served on the national badmitten tour.