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My desire to be with a man i had to many dreams of.
Poetry | Updated Oct 22, 2011 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By Ink Stain
She couldn't take her eyes of him, or shake that weird feeling.
Where had she seen that boy before?
Sex, lies, seduction & mystery!
Six months ago Emily found out she was dating a crime lord. Now heâ€™s dead, and the bad guys are coming after her! Luckily though, she has hot police officer Ben Lambert to protect and serve. Is he there to do a job, or just get in her pants? To complicate...
Within the light of the morning her beauty enchants me.
Poetry | Updated Sep 17, 2011 | Reads: 18 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Alan Yanes
Leon Reding, a boy born with looks, intelligence, and strong ambition. Poor, he strives to find more in life and things he deserves. As his determination to rise in the first class community, jealous others fight to keep him down. Humiliation, loss, and heartbreak make him every person worse...
Kaia isn't quite human. Neither is Mateo, but that doesn't mean they're friends. Quite the opposite - they're in nemesis covens. Friendship - never mind anything more - is forbidden. But Mateo, never one to pay any mind to the rules, has his eye set on Kaia, and he never takes no as an answer....
By Emilee Mari
What were God's true intentions of tempting Eve with the apple? What were the serpents? Taking a deeper look into the meaning of the story of Adam and Eve in a non-christian perspective.
A poem about seduction.
Poetry | Updated Apr 6, 2011 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Born into a world of vampires, Evanescence is a young vampress with only one path; to forever serve her master, Aurox. But the immortal world around her is not what it seems. She she's beginning to sense that, and the scariest part is, she might not even be who she thinks she is. exquisite
When you take the road of sin...
Poetry | Updated Feb 25, 2011 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By The Gift
A style that's all about "The Message"
By The Gift
Hear the Cries of Our Children before it's too late...
I see you passing me by, you're just like all the rest...
I know your type. No wonder so many of us die...
You won't make a difference... T.G.â˜º
By The Gift
It's what I see...