Annelise Lords
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Annelise Lords writes short, inspiring, motivating, and thought-provoking stories that target and heal the heart. She has added fashion designer to her name. Check out https://www.redbubble.com/people/AnneliseLords/shop?asc=u
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The Yellow Hibiscus Chapter 11
Surreptitiously, I began to X-ray him visually. He wore a collarless clergy-styled cream-colored shirt. The first two buttons were undone, exposing a gold crucifix hanging from a thin, delicate chain. Strands of curled brown hair sprouted on his chiseled pecs. He had removed his blazer hanging on a coat rack by the door.
By Annelise Lords 4 years ago in Fiction
Positivity Empowers! Negativity Devours!
Image and design by Annelise Lords. Model by Kin Custom Image and design by Annelise Lords. Model by Kin Custom "Damn!" Amelia cried, scanning the cafeteria. "The only seat available is beside Miss Positive and I am not going over there," she complained to her two co-workers and best friends.
By Annelise Lords 4 years ago in Humans
The Yellow Hibiscus Chapter 9
I arrived home sooner than I wanted. Inside my apartment, I flung myself on the bed and just cried. My Dad, who had protected me from the everyday tumult of childhood. The school bully; the dentist; when I got my shots, and so much more. When Mom insisted that I was old enough to sleep with the lights out, he bought me my first night light.
By Annelise Lords 4 years ago in Fiction
The Yellow Hibiscus Chapter 8
"I don't understand. If the Office of Special Investigation is privy to all of this, why didn't they do something? "Ma'am, in our 'civilized society,' our Government can't arrest our citizens without evidence. Even if they are suspects, we still need proof."
By Annelise Lords 4 years ago in Fiction
The Yellow Hibiscus Chapter 4
Are you sure you don't want me to call someone?" he persisted, sighing at my statement. He was leading me down the path of temptation. For a moment, I felt as if I was in a shrink's office, and Ari was on a chain being dangled before my eyes, luring me to call him. Right now, he was the forbidden fruit, and Eve wasn't here. I quickly averted the thought, hoping to dispel his memories to the deep recesses of my mind.
By Annelise Lords 4 years ago in Fiction
