rosaliekempthorne

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I have 467 stories published in 17 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 267937 times and 455 of my stories have been cherry picked.
42 of my 329 comments have been voted Great Feedback with a total of 44 votes

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I write these days a cacophony of genres: fantasy, sci-fi, mainstream, literary, some poetry every now and then. Novels, short stories, novellas, and whatever might fall in-between. I joined ABC Tales in May of 2014, and appreciate the forum it gives me to write and experiment, and even to include my strange little illustrations next to my work. 

You won't see a lot of my stories published anywhere else just yet, but please check out a few of these sites:
http://365tomorrows.com/?s=Kempthorne
http://everydayfiction.com/tag/rosalie-kempthorne/
http://www.flash-frontier.com/april-2016-slow/

Or check out my e-book: The Price of Blood; Book One of the Golwerra Stories, available from Amazon.  Links here to my book on Amazon UK and US.

and keep watching this space...

There are also a few more stories, and a few ravings (I mean, blog entries) to be found on my website: www.rosaliekempthorne.name
And check out (somebody... please... anybody) my 24-part story "These Words That Describe Melissa": https://www.wattpad.com/user/rosaliekempthorne

My stories

Just Past Three in the Morning (16)

“Penny was right, you really should have sex on this rug.” “Shelley!” “What?” “Quit it. I'm still your sister.” “Prude.” She stuck out her tongue,...

Just Past Three in the Morning (15)

Battle-lines were drawn. It was obvious as soon as I walked in the door. I felt an overwhelming urge, in fact, to turn around and walk right back out...

Just Past Three in the Morning (14)

My fault. The moment I heard about the incident, that was what I thought. All because of me, and my railing, and the beers I offered, the extra time...

Just Past Three in the Morning (13)

It was itching now. A sign of healing? So that should make him feel better. All it really made him feel was like tearing those three stitches out...

Just Past Three in the Morning (12)

He walked home, thinking about Heather. He didn't know why he was doing that. It wasn't as if he was trying to get her into bed or anything –...

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