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My stories

Crossover (Part 4)

In a town called Santa Rosa, Mariana was held in an empty house, on the fourth floor, top floor, with empty rooms and dimly lit corridors haunting...

Crossover (Part 3)

“Bitch!” cried Falak when he was told of the incidence. “I don’t want the police to get involved.” “Police investigation is crucial, besides, we have...

Crossover (Part 2)

Mariana was having a headache from stress in thinking about going out with a stranger. She swallowed half a dozen aspirins. She hadn’t made up her...

Crossover (Part 1)

She rose from the thin layers of water, climbing the stretch of beach, her arms flapping and hips rising. She was tall and beautiful, wearing a...

Amsterdam

No time to lose, got to find a place to hide No hotels, motels for me, not a dollar on my back Gonna move way down town to the red lights on a side...

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