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By Ned Flanders
Is it just me, or is stalking people on the internet getting more and more complicated? Okay, I can explain...
By History Guy
After the Roman Emperor Constantineâ€™s conversion to Christianity, he and his mother â€œHelenaâ€ began to oversee the recovery of several important Christian sites; which included the newly discovered tomb of Christ. These discoveries led to a creation of a â€œHoly...
When there is a string of murders in Chicago, Daniel Cross is sent in to investigate, only to find that he must question his morals to end the killing.
A man wandering down a dark and cold street, with the only goal, to find out what his life has left for him, being confronted with some of his deepest fears.
Tardo had a dragon to slay, one that looks like a goat with green squigly lines.
Short Story | Updated May 18, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This about a man's quest to find the meaning of love.
By Ephermal Ramona
Don't let your dreams float away with the rest of the broken dreams.
By Emma Richards
Anna Boux was just sixteen years old when she found him.
A newborn baby lying in a nest of leaves deep in the forest surrounding her village. The only hint of the boy's past was the sliver ring in his tiny red fist. She took him in, gave him a home, and waited for someone to claim him.
By Emma Richards
The Summary and Character Pictures for my new novel - Waiting for the Sunrise
By Colin Hathaway
Mysteries inside my head.
Poetry | Updated Apr 17, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Now, i'm submitting the 16th best poem of all times.
Poetry | Updated Apr 17, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Trabeff- A series of man-made & natural catastrophes over a period of two-hundred years has caused sea levels to rise, fresh water poisoning, atomic nuclear wasteland, shortage of food, shortage of natural recources. Manufacturing and industry have been severely compromised. Two strongholds of...
The story of all of our fears.
I could be doomed to float and flail forever; maybe this poem will find completion when love finds meâ€¦