Ami E. Bowen

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StoryDead Flowers Ami E. Bowen012 years 1 week ago
StoryCobwebs Ami E. Bowen012 years 1 week ago
StoryCandyapple Kisses Ami E. Bowen012 years 1 week ago
StoryA Painting by Alec Ami E. Bowen012 years 1 week ago
StoryA Bit Of Me Dies Ami E. Bowen012 years 1 week ago
CollectionFan-Fiction Ami E. Bowen012 years 2 weeks ago
CollectionPoetry Ami E. Bowen012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryWandering Ami E. Bowen012 years 1 month ago
StoryWhispers In The Mist Ami E. Bowen012 years 1 month ago
StoryWalking Ami E. Bowen012 years 1 month ago
StoryWilderness Ami E. Bowen012 years 1 month ago
StoryThou Shalt Have No Other Muses Before Me! Ami E. Bowen012 years 1 month ago
StorySweetheart Whore Ami E. Bowen012 years 1 month ago
StoryTaken (I Dream of You) Ami E. Bowen012 years 1 month ago
StoryReach Out Ami E. Bowen012 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Dancing Ami E. Bowen012 years 1 month ago
StoryMystery Ami E. Bowen012 years 1 month ago
StoryPassionate Ami E. Bowen012 years 1 month ago
StoryMistress Ami E. Bowen012 years 1 month ago
StoryNaivety Ami E. Bowen012 years 1 month ago
StorySamurai Ami E. Bowen012 years 1 month ago
StoryLove Poem Ami E. Bowen012 years 1 month ago
StoryLeading Man Ami E. Bowen012 years 1 month ago
StoryMagical Bonds Ami E. Bowen012 years 1 month ago
StoryI Will Follow Ami E. Bowen012 years 1 month ago

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My stories

Thou Shalt Have No Other Muses Before Me!

"You haven't been writing any erotica featuring myself paired with some rather dubious partners, have you?"

Sweetheart Whore

Goes along with "Taken: I Dream of You" This is a poem from the pov of a rapist. Sorry if this offends anyone, no one forced you to read this. ~Ami

Taken (I Dream of You)

This poem goes along with "Sweetheart Whore" This is written from the pov of a rape victim. Sorry if this offends anyone, no one forced you to read it.

Reach Out

I'm alone Within my forbidden Lust Reach for the past Slip through the Future Another wasted Soul Hungry for love Starving For something less Something more Reach out Moisture and heat Limbs have fallen asleep

The Dancing

From my head to the tips of my toes The heat from your blood spreads I close my eyes and reach out And I can feel your coldness inside me Downward travels the warmth, ardent and fierce As a liquid fire burns my soul within a kiss

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