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Thirdly

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  1. Yes, and grandpa found him!
  2. Words aren't the only way we talk to one another. The memory of my grandfather's words resonated in my mind as Mrs. Kenari's car pulled up into a distantly familiar driveway. But fear gets in the way of everything… Nervousness rose like a kaleidoscope of butterflies inside me. I had no idea what kind of connections my adoptive mother had, but she had been granted permission to foster me for the two remaining months before I turned eighteen. After that, I was legally allowed t
  3. To a spin off featuring Gyro and Kane. 🤣
  4. Thirdly

    Chapter 4- Bonding

    If only!
  5. Yes, exactly.
  6. Glad you’ve been enjoying it so far.
  7. I imagine you’ve already read up to that part by now.
  8. I’m glad you’ve enjoyed it so far. We haven’t seen the last of Gyro and Kane, in many ways this story is practice for when I work on their story. I will keep trying to improve.
  9. Maybe too many things happened all once. I tried to show everything that led to this moment, but I still have a ways to go in making it a smooth ride.
  10. Sorry Wes, love! I’m still working on those transition scenes. 😅
  11. :: "I'm not going to force you to say anything," Mrs. Kenari gently prompted. "Whenever you're ready, we're both willing to listen. We understand if it's difficult for you right now." I felt a dull ache in my chest. The last time I cried for so long, it had been two days after my father had picked me up from grandpa Genbu's house. All I had done was ask him to visit the elder Takiwa. However, Genbu Takiwa, the younger, adamantly refused. If I believed what he had rambled about while he
  12. Thirdly

    Chapter 4- Bonding

    I think it’s every Sunday or Monday? Not too long.
  13. Thirdly

    Chapter 4- Bonding

    He’s safer with the Kenaris.
  14. Exactly!
  15. Agreed.
  16. The food we ate at Garnet Thursday did wonders to calm everyone's initial nerves and tension regarding the tumultuous couple that sat across from us. Even though all the parties involved were gone, we couldn't help but talk more about the gay college couple that stepped in to help. I had no doubt that Leo and Zoey were similar to Kane and Gyro in the sense of 'standing up for injustice.' Rick was also against violence, even if he hadn't reacted as quickly. Though he was similar in stature and bu
  17. :: "NEVIS!" The scenery changed to a violent one. Men fighting. The sound of steel shrieking against steel. A blood-stained dagger… Pained amber eyes… Empty darkness... :: The sensation of falling into my own body startled me awake. My eyes darted about, adjusting to the dark, while my thudding heart tried to settle back down. The only light I noticed was the distant street light from outside. When I grasped my phone to check the time, I let out a groan. Three
  18. I do warn that this one is on the shorter side. But, it is complete and posted regularly.
  19. Agreed. Momo seems to be a magnet for trauma.
  20. Exactly.
  21. I’m glad my characters are well received.
  22. Mrs. Matthews hadn't even noticed our absence. Leo let go of my hand and walked over to his friend before shooting me a glance over his shoulder. My heart twinged, a touch of anxiety rising from the distance, and I felt the queasiness return, along with the beginnings of another headache. Though I wasn't sure which side-effect was worse, I still gave him a nod to affirm that I felt relatively okay, and he responded with a hesitant nod of his own. As soon as she saw me, Zoey moved to sit bes
  23. If this is your introduction to my writing style, humor and heart is what I like to think I’m mostly about. This one just has more angst than usual. However all my endings are sentimentally happy?
  24. Despite the past life part of it, this one isn't fantasy (Edit: Actually, I take it back, there is still one more 'fantasy' like aspect in there, their connection). It's also very short. Six parts.
  25. Warning: Insinuation and mentioning of violence. Indirect thoughts of suicide? :: I was so thirsty that it actually hurt to swallow. My lips hurt if I moved them any which way. So much sand had blown into my eyes that they were the driest they've ever been. I was itchy and bruised from head to toe. Every step reminded me of the throbbing in my thighs and the radiating pain down my broken arm. But, my physical pain was still eclipsed by the deep, dark void I felt inside me. Nevis. No ma
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