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StoryThe Wind in Our Hair rosaliekempthorne36 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Way I Am rosaliekempthorne06 years 11 months ago
StoryAgain rosaliekempthorne46 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Explorer rosaliekempthorne26 years 11 months ago
Storythe way I leave Yutka96 years 11 months ago
StoryDrift 2 rosaliekempthorne06 years 12 months ago
StorySails stevepoet46 years 12 months ago
StoryDrift rosaliekempthorne77 years 1 week ago
StoryActual Action Rhiannonw67 years 1 week ago
StoryThe Castle Shakes penelopecreighton87 years 1 week ago
StoryThe Gypsy Girl and the Accountant's Brother (2 of 5) rosaliekempthorne37 years 1 week ago
StoryThe Gypsy Girl and the Accountant's Brother (1 of 5) rosaliekempthorne47 years 1 week ago
Forum topicFirst E-book rosaliekempthorne77 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Gypsy Girl and the Accountant's Brother (5 of 5) rosaliekempthorne17 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Gypsy Girl and the Accountant's Brother (3 of 5) rosaliekempthorne27 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Gypsy Girl and the Accountant's Brother (4 of 5) rosaliekempthorne17 years 2 weeks ago
StoryWords rosaliekempthorne77 years 2 weeks ago
StoryHard to Say Goodbye rosaliekempthorne47 years 2 weeks ago
StorySo, Choose rosaliekempthorne07 years 3 weeks ago
StoryPerfect rosaliekempthorne37 years 3 weeks ago
StoryBlood Red and Beautiful rosaliekempthorne07 years 4 weeks ago
StorySanta rosaliekempthorne07 years 4 weeks ago
StoryChildhood rosaliekempthorne27 years 4 weeks ago
StoryLeaving rosaliekempthorne57 years 1 month ago
StoryWaiting rosaliekempthorne27 years 1 month ago

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My stories

Cherry

WebWorld (4.10)

I stood in front of the mirror and ran my hands over my skin. The scaly infection had all but doubled in size over the few days since I’d had that...
Cherry

WebWorld (4.9)

Daybreak came harsh and in too much of a hurry. A white-gold sunrise dug at my shuttered eyes, until they couldn’t resist its prodding. Consciousness...

WebWorld (4.8)

“No, no, no.” Tristan whispered. “He doesn’t have to be dead.” His face was wrapped, covered, his whole hanging body was. Tristan grabbed my knife...
Cherry

WebWorld (4.7)

When the light came back, I just wanted to swim away from it. I was having crazy visions. I was swimming in a sea of light; but then the light became...
Cherry

WebWorld (4.6)

I don’t like to admit how long it took for me to gather up my wits – although in my defence I had a headache like nothing I’d ever had before, like...

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