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StoryContinuing the AMERICAN INDIAN BOY'S QUEST TO BECOME A MAN, PART THREE. skinner_jennifer913 years 11 months ago
StoryThe continued children's tale of an American Indian boy's quest to become a man PART TWO skinner_jennifer713 years 11 months ago
StoryAn Indian childs tale of becoming a man PART ONE skinner_jennifer1113 years 11 months ago
StoryA SUMMER LOVE (INSPIRATION POINT) skinner_jennifer614 years 1 month ago
StoryA view from my kitchen window skinner_jennifer1314 years 5 months ago
StoryTo all of you darkenwolf1014 years 5 months ago
StoryAn Angel A Day skinner_jennifer1614 years 5 months ago
Story" I'M THE QUEEN OF THE SWINGERS" (IP) Cavalcader3014 years 5 months ago
StoryBear Kahdai614 years 7 months ago
StoryOCTOBER MAGIC skinner_jennifer3814 years 7 months ago
StoryHeartsease darkenwolf1414 years 7 months ago
StoryIN HER EYES tinkerbell91514 years 7 months ago
StoryIn Her Eyes ( continued ) tinkerbell9714 years 7 months ago
StoryWhy are we Here? An Angel Speaks. Angel Algy414 years 7 months ago
StoryThese Are The Days MistakenMagic1814 years 7 months ago
StoryUnclaimed MistakenMagic2814 years 7 months ago
StoryForgetting MistakenMagic2814 years 7 months ago
StoryDisenchanted MistakenMagic3114 years 7 months ago
StoryShadowless MistakenMagic2814 years 7 months ago
StoryChange (prose) Beeme914 years 7 months ago
StoryThe circle of vengeance darkenwolf514 years 7 months ago
StoryThe last battle darkenwolf614 years 7 months ago
StoryUnbreakable MistakenMagic2014 years 7 months ago
StoryVantage Point Beeme1814 years 7 months ago
StoryMy first sight of knowledge Beeme1914 years 7 months ago

My stories

Alone among many

Alone among many An’ thou wouldst turn thine eyes from me; I ask thee, what ill have I done? ‘Thou hast honour’ You charge. Thou wouldst speak against me;
Cherry

A Call From the Wild

‘You must listen to me; hear my words and remember and when I tell you – leave! Run like your life depends on it; because it does.

Threshold part 4

Luytens stared at it his face an emotionless mask but Kyr knew him well enough to know that beneath he was far from calm.
Cherry

Vampyre's Kiss

Karen actually felt good basking in the late summer sun. Around the bench on which she sat, the stately grounds of the private hospice were dotted with other patients and their attendant nurses.

A Prayer of The Fallen

Father, I do not beg thy forgiveness, I am but what thou madest of me, Forged in the fires of an indifferent world was I, Tempered by pain and ridicule, Sharpened by love lost.

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