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What If... A Rose And Flame Novel 1
CHAPTER 1 All I ever do is work hard in life, I never really enjoy what I do. Nothing ever really matters. My routine is simple: go to work, come home, work some more. The endless cycle of doubt trying to decide if I am worthy. It is at this moment everything changes, As I pull myself out from bed starting my usual skin care regiment. The business offer. I responded to Erika the day before today, and I’m nervous about going to a third world country for a consecutive four year period.
By Emily Curry (Rising Phoenix)3 years ago in Fiction
The Wild Moon's Gift
I remember laying in my room as the wind was raging outside. I’d always hated storms because of the loud thunder. The rain was pounding against my window as lightening flashed across the walls. I threw my head under the blanket, covering my ears, and began shaking. Despite knowing it was coming, I still jumped as the thunder roared, seeming like it was just outside my house.
By Michael King3 years ago in Fiction
Drowning my Sorrows
I couldn’t believe she was gone. After all I’d done for her, all the money and love I’d given her, all the indiscretions I’d forgiven because of her ‘compulsive personality disorder,’ she left me to go live in a homeless shelter so she could drink and do drugs with her new homeless boyfriend.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Whats in the Box?
No body remembers when it arrived. Jason Vankeep; standing at 5 foot 8 inches and weighing almost 300 pounds in full gear, had come back from a long patrol, several days after certain events took place, to find himself staring at a box that no one remembered delivering. The postal worker, his CO, the Air Force guys that helped deliver mail. None of them knew where it had come from. Setting down his helmet, Jason stared deeply into the brown cardboard, unsure of what to do next.
By Antony Atkins3 years ago in Fiction
The Teller
“In twelve days, you’ll find everything you’re looking for, Ms. Harmsworth. You’ll be able to pay everything back in no time at all,” I told her. The future I saw for her was bleak, unable to pay back the loan the bank was going to give her, so they would foreclose on her house and sell off her assets. It didn’t matter to me, the bank was paying me to ignore the negative visions and use my reputation as the world’s greatest psychic to convince people to take a loan.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
One night...
One minute I’m one of many in a crowd of people. Swaying back and forth in the calming rhythm of breath. My eyes felt heavy, apathetic to whatever my brain had slowly drowned out. A man was speaking into a microphone which helped propel his loud booming voice even further into the room. I very might fall asleep standing where I stood, tucked in from the warmth of the crowd, and the heavy murmur from the crowd followed by the booming mumbles from the speakers could quiet any racing minds.
By Rambler's Society3 years ago in Fiction
Unknown Assailant
Chapter 1 Questions Birds floated lazily on the breeze while bees hummed as they gathered nectar. The smell of honeysuckle flowers, wild roses, and hydrangea floated in the open window next to my desk and filled my mind with images of an open field of tall grass that waved and flitted with the fingers of the wind .
By Natalie Kniffin3 years ago in Fiction
The Stains of Memory
Prologue The city of Aartan was silent as the full moon crested over the mountains. The tiered sea of moonlit rooftops was webbed by the darkness of the city's winding streets and alleyways, like a sheet of ice beginning to crack under the strain of a man too heavy. It was all quite serene to Henri, who enjoyed his view of the Avaran Capital from his cell in the Flumontre de Aartan.
By E.C. Weinstock3 years ago in Fiction
Malenda
And there he was - a bare beast with taloned, varmint hands clawing at this young girl. Why, she was only 3 years of age. Her folds of fat, waiting to become longer limbs. Her teeth longing for a home in the crevices of that child's mouth, impatiently hoping to some day learn the word: Help.
By Sophie Wakefield 3 years ago in Fiction
