Devin Nealy
Bio
I just really love writing. There isn't a genre that I don't have some affinity for. Stick around if you want to read some pretty wild stuff.
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Sitting Bull
At first, he couldn't even find the anger. The artistry of Leanne's vengeance had summoned his admiration and curiosity long before rage could've hoped to garner an invite. When the fury finally arrived, like a searing bite of delayed after taste, he had already swallowed his pride. She had him in checkmate. "You did this on purpose," said Everett, struggling to conceal the tremble in his voice.
By Devin Nealy4 years ago in Fiction
Return On Investment
Jeremy never had trouble finding his zen on the job. Embedded in every photoshoot was an obligatory wave of chaos and, from fussy toddlers to snarling bridezillas on a warpath, he gracefully surfed them all. Through client or cacophony, he could always zero in on the gentle hum of photography lights and achieve nirvana within the white noise. “I want it to be tasteful, you know?” said Silas, “Something that says I get off my yacht one leg at a time.”
By Devin Nealy5 years ago in Humans
