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Bard: Chapter 14
It wasn’t a dragon. Dragons had a distinctness to their being that could not be denied. The creature that slammed down on top of Trista was fearsome to be sure, but it lacked the scent of dragonfear that would have accompanied even the smallest wyrmling.
By Rena4 years ago in Fiction
WIDOWer
CHAPTER 6 Bria arrives at Hawks Rise Elementary, a little after six o’clock. When she walks into the cafeteria, she spots Julie with a group of kids right away. Startled when Warren walks up behind her, she jumps.
By Veronica Pollard4 years ago in Fiction
WIDOWer
CHAPTER 5 Warren arrives home a little before three and Lisa is sitting in the kitchen when he walks inside “I was starting to think you were intentionally trying to wait for Julie to get home to avoid talking to me” she states when she sees him
By Veronica Pollard4 years ago in Fiction
WIDOWer
CHAPTER 4 Warren lingers in the parking lot of 981 briefly pretending to pull up an address, until he sees Doug pull into the parking lot.
By Veronica Pollard4 years ago in Fiction
WIDOWer
CHAPTER 8 It’s been three weeks since Bria agreed to help Warren out at District 981 and to both of their surprise, they make the perfect pair. In both their personal and professional lives, they’d become in sync.
By Veronica Pollard4 years ago in Fiction
WIDOWer
CHAPTER 7 Once they arrive at 981, Bria walks into Warren’s office, and is instantly drawn to his wall of chaos. An entire wall sectioned off, each section representing a different 981 location and the schedule for each one. Gainesville and Jacksonville locations are overrun with things needing to be done.
By Veronica Pollard4 years ago in Fiction
True Meaning - Part 2
"Well, this is not off to a great start." Mumbling to myself as I got out of bed. Hazel was the last person that needed to by taken right now. This was not the best situation to be in. How would I even do this? I have only been in the magic world for ten years. So much less than Hazel.
By Piper Curran4 years ago in Fiction
"Don't Tell Me Twice": Chapter Thirteen
Ziggy put away her guitar and slung her guitar case over her shoulder. The band had gotten a lot accomplished, and they were only one song away from releasing their promotional CD. Ziggy wandered out of the recording booth and over to a nearby wall to wait for Buck. She needed a second to herself to clear her head before spending her night helping the other woman devise a plan to win back Olive.
By Nicole Higginbotham-Hogue4 years ago in Fiction
Eric
Veronica stood up from the movie theater seat and whispered into Eric’s ear. “I’m just gonna go into the ladies room real quick.” Eric nodded his head and smiled warmly. Veronica faked a smile and stepped out of her chair. As she started to walk through the darkened room she noticed her step was getting quicker. Once the door to the theater room closed behind her Veronica could only focus on the next set of doors that were facing the street. While Veronica knew what she was about to do was a cowardly move she also couldn’t ignore that strong urge she felt to leave. “I have to leave. I’ll just text him. I’ll just tell him I got sick in the bathroom. Yeah, that’s perfect, no one can fight someone about that” Veronica started to run to the doors. As soon as she pulled them open she could breathe and she felt free. She was so glad she always insisted on driving herself everywhere. She got into her car and decided she would text him as soon as she got to the nearest gas station. Oh, god here comes the guilt. Veronica always felt guilty afterwards.
By Lily4 years ago in Fiction
Without You: Chapter Five
Quick Guide: Welcome newcomers! If this is your first time here I would recommend going to my page and starting with Without You: Chapter 1 as this is part of a series. Thank you for stopping by!
By Kia Jones4 years ago in Fiction
JACK OF DIAMONDS
ii Charlie greeted Nigel with a slow smile, and then shifting in his chair uneasily, grimaced, and offered up an apologetic shrug. Nigel didn’t know if Charlie was embarrassed to see him, grateful, or just plain uncomfortable because his haemorrhoid was acting up again—I guess that’s still, he thought with a touch of a smile. One could never tell with Charlie. He sometimes grimaced, and sometimes squinted, and there were times Nigel would see him looking at his seat cushion, as if he were checking for stains.
By ben woestenburg4 years ago in Fiction
A Breathtaking First Encounter
“Earl Grey” The barista shouted for presumably the third time. Frustration lingering in her gaze as she looked in my direction. I rushed up to the counter nodded and whispered a thank you before promptly pivoting and going back to my safe zone.
By Sarah Lujan 4 years ago in Fiction