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StoryCrave To Save (I.P.) MistressDistress312 years 2 months ago
StoryBecause of what he said MistressDistress012 years 2 months ago
StoryAnselm MistressDistress212 years 2 months ago
StoryAn Evening MistressDistress012 years 2 months ago
StoryA Letter To X MistressDistress112 years 2 months ago
Story'Different' Part 2. September 19th 2005 MistressDistress012 years 2 months ago
Story'Different' Part 1. October 5th 2010. MistressDistress112 years 2 months ago
Forum topicThank you MistressDistress812 years 2 months ago
Forum topicBeyond Words? MistressDistress412 years 2 months ago
CollectionGood Morning Elliott MistressDistress012 years 2 months ago
CollectionAlike MistressDistress012 years 2 months ago
CollectionFallen MistressDistress012 years 2 months ago
CollectionBlicke einer komischen Welt MistressDistress012 years 2 months ago
CollectionBitter Suite MistressDistress012 years 2 months ago
CollectionStrobe Lights MistressDistress012 years 2 months ago
StoryUntitled Part 6 MistressDistress012 years 3 months ago
StoryUntitled Part 5 MistressDistress012 years 3 months ago
StoryUntitled Part 4 MistressDistress012 years 3 months ago
StoryUntitled Part 3 MistressDistress312 years 3 months ago
StoryWho Am I (Short Valentine) MistressDistress012 years 3 months ago
StoryUntitled Part 1 MistressDistress012 years 3 months ago
StoryWanting To Skive MistressDistress312 years 3 months ago
StoryReincarnations Part 1 MistressDistress112 years 3 months ago
StorySurrounded by You! MistressDistress212 years 3 months ago
StoryStrobe Lights- Track 2 MistressDistress212 years 3 months ago

My stories

Untitled Part 6

“September 13th.” Evidently anticipating drama, the sergeant enunciates every syllable for effect. “What happened on September the thirteenth, Nathan? What happened then?”

Untitled Part 5

“You… loved her. Hmm.” He doesn’t even attempt to hide his scepticism. “I don’t know how it is in your country, Mr.

Untitled Part 4

Lehmann rubs a greasy finger against his nose, making no attempt to hide his irritation.
Cherry

Fin du globe

The whole world is waiting for something. It’s never been plainer than today. It’s in the friction under my elbows, the screaming buzz of the traffic.

Her Hidden Garden

In pursuit of her fortune In chase of her fame She neglected things once golden to her Dismissed them as gilt, until they gathered dust

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