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When she murmurs "Don't... Stop." She means, "Don't Stop."
His lips move across her pale skin... nipping, sucking, biting. He draws both pleasure and pain from her. She doe -
The Inland Sea was freezing this kind of year, Yvette concluded as she watched Garret fasten their boat to the docks of Mandell, Isiryth’s capital city. The five-day trip had bby Breakmouth 800 words, 3 comments, on Sep 14 3:07 AM 2004. In 200-1500 lines, Fantasy, Humor, Other
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She smoothed out the black dress looked around the room. The creme a la creme of high society seemed to be attending this… this gathering. She felt out of place, to be amongstby Breakmouth 400 words, 7 comments, on Aug 13 3:18 AM 2004. In <200 lines, Fiction, Humor, Science fiction
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They talk. I listen. It’s how it goes. Their muffled chatter reaches my ears behind the thin walls of conscious. Phrases stick in my head, as if on repeat. “It’s would be bette
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She sunk slowly, her head hitting against the porcelain bottom of the long bathtub. It didn't hurt.
Alicia closed her eyes for a few long seconds before standing up. The watby Breakmouth 800 words, 14 comments, on Jun 5 5:54 PM 2004. In <200 lines, Depression, Fiction, Other -
“You want to do what, pardon?”
Mera Syntaya had the decency to look surprised. She had suspected Garret to come to her at some point, but Yvette? She’d been brought up bette -
Garret looked over the map in front of him. It wasn’t bad, really… that map had only been made this morning and already had a knife through it. He sighed and pulled the dagger
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“Ohgod Ohgod Ohgod Ohgod”
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She walked down the cold streets of New Orleans, the only sound punctuating the night air was the crunching of snow underfoot and the occasional sound of Alicia’s chattering te
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"You were the one I loved, the one thing that I tried to hold onto" -Michelle Branch - Goodbye to you
Y’know, it’s like I’m falling sometimes. I see them and I can’t help buby Breakmouth 600 words, 2 comments, on Mar 20 9:02 PM 2004. In <200 lines, Depression, Fantasy, Romance -
“Keep your friend close, but keep your enemies closer”
To anyone else it would have seemed like a bar fight taken outside. Everyone knew how that owner didn’t much tolerate -
They sat in dead silence around the table with tension that would snap at a signle word. Eyeing each other in quiet challanges to prove the better of them. Who would be victoriby Breakmouth 900 words, 6 comments, on Sep 28 7:49 PM 2003. In <200 lines, Fantasy, Other, Science fiction
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The Mirror
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The Mirror
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The Mirror
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The Mirror
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He looked around the dark roof, there didn't see to be anyone up here. In fact, he didn't even know why he was up here.
"What do you want, thief?" The voice came from a sh -
He looked around the dark roof, there didn't see to be anyone up here. In fact, he didn't even know why he was up here.
"What do you want, thief?" The voice came from a sh -
He looked around the dark roof, there didn't see to be anyone up here. In fact, he didn't even know why he was up here.
"What do you want, thief?" The voice came from a sh -
He looked around the dark roof, there didn't see to be anyone up here. In fact, he didn't even know why he was up here.
"What do you want, thief?" The voice came from a sh
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