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By Juliet November
~Winter Contest Entry~ I know it's long, but all these words have a certain meaning to it. Summary: Darius is the childhood friend of Nicole. Nicole just recently got out of a bad relationship and doesn't want anything to do with a new love. But true love stops at nothing... or so it seems...
Poems from Love
Article | Updated Jan 16, 2014 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Henry Duthler
For my love. Kelly you ignite in me an eternal flame!
This is the story of a girl named Sara. Sara is an innocent girl who is afraid of love. The story is about how she gets over her fears and finally finds true and deep love that fills her life with happiness. There are ups and downs in her life.. but her love (Robert) is strong enough to stand by...
Short Story | Updated Jan 12, 2014 | Reads: 222 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
crazy, silly self... don't forget stupid
Article | Updated Jan 12, 2014 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Lisa Holden lives in Seattle, she loves to travel, dance, watch old films and she's a vampire. Don't worry, she won't bite. When Lisa was newly turned at the age of twenty-two in 1890, she was trained to protect the human race by her maker. So when dead girls start showing up around Seattle,...
Fictional story set in a mystical fishing village.
The into is purely expanding on the setting but the main story is about an old woman waiting on her love to come home.
It was based on a friend's life who met a man for three days, promised to wait for him while he went to war and she didn't...
I was thinking about an ex
finding the one
Poetry | Updated Jan 8, 2014 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Everyone has those people in their life that are the fake ones. The ones who don't actually care, the ones who will gain knowledge about you and use it to secretly hurt you. Yet, we let them, because we are too blind to see the difference between the real and the fake.
When the narrator is traveling and has reached a quite far place, she spots words written on the stones and when she bends closer to have a look , there's a small touching story written by an old person but the apologue was something which she was not quite able to explain.
Poetry | Updated Jan 6, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
This is the story of my own real life kidnapping that happened on August 10, 1982 and the emotional fallout I've lived through because of it.
Love is Blind... That kind of says it all.
Just check out the book itself from: http://bookbooster.com/newage.htm