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EMMA I watch the building from across the street, waiting to make sure Michael actually leaves for work. My hands tremble in nervous anticipation. I have to find the right way to explain things, before he gets angry and walks out on me. I need him to believe me. I need someone to believe me. But it’s not going to be easy. He knows Michael. Or at least he thinks he does, so naturally he will be inclined to take his side. Just as I would have, if I were in his shoes. Finally, I spot Micha
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4. FRIEND OR FOE? I buried the book deep in my backpack, feeling as if I was going to get caught red handed at any moment. I couldn’t read it at the library, I needed privacy. I practically sprinted back to my room, slamming the door shut behind me before locking it with a resounding click. My hands shook as I unzipped the bag and pulled the book back out, sinking into my desk chair. What things would I learn about myself from the manual? The book, now liberated, felt heavy with
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😬 he just might be!
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EMMA Another restless morning. I wake up too early then toss and turn in bed, waiting for the alarm to ring. If I have to be up, then so do you. I pick up my cellphone and dial the number. “Hello,” your pretty lover answers. I am sure I hear your sleepy grumble in the background. “Who is this?” His angry voice asks. I don’t blame him, I would be angry too if an unknown number continued to harass me. “Stop calling me, whoever you are,” he says, and leaves me in silence yet again. I
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"I could see her breath, little tufts of transparent cloud rising from her lips. She started moving her limbs in slow arcs to make a snow angel." Your descriptions always paint a vivid picture in my mind. Another great chapter 👌🏼
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Indeed... 😬
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Thank you, I appreciate you taking the time to read it!
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COLE Michael’s hand rests on the lower part of my stomach. The gesture feels possessive somehow, in a way that I can’t quite explain, and that makes me feel uncomfortable and suffocated. I gently remove it, hoping he doesn’t wake up. I slowly untangle myself from the blanket, then tip-toe to the bathroom to relieve my morning bladder. I grab a glass of water, then quietly return back to bed. But as soon as I close my eyes I jump right up again when the sudden blaring ring of my cellphone
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Thank you 🙏 And yep, run as fast as you can Cole! 😄
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Thank you!
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EMMA The silky black dress is a perfect fit on the tall dark brunette. I help her zip it up, then stand back admiring. I put myself in the shoes of the man who's going to see her tonight. It's their one-year anniversary dinner. If his jaw doesn't drop when she walks in through that door, he must be made out of steel. “It’s not too much is it?” she asks, self-consciously pulling at the material around her stomach area. It’s always the naturally stunning ones that somehow miss their own b
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Thank you 🙏 That means a lot coming from you.
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A lot of very good questions! I hope to answer them soon 😊
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Thank you!
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COLE “Where are you?” I ask Michael over the phone as I survey our stunning new condo, jingling the brand-new keys in my hand. He was supposed to be here with me for this momentous occasion. It is the first place we’re moving into together, after all. A pretty big deal—for me at least. It’s also my first time living with anyone else. “I got held back at work, I’m on my way now,” he replies, and I can hear his Corvette come to life. “See you here. Can’t wait for our first night toge
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Thank you, that means a lot!
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Thank you 🙏 I too was checking out all of your amazing stories the other day while trying to focus on my own writing. So I very much appreciate you taking the time to read mine.
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Chapter 2 coming soon 😊
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Thanks for reading! 🙏
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EMMA Lie (noun): an intentionally false statement. You’d know a few things about lying, wouldn’t you? I wonder how many lies you have managed to fit into the two years we spent together. I’ve counted at least 15, but I have no doubt there are many more, still waiting to be uncovered. Little white lies, perhaps, like what you ate for lunch, or which store you went to after work. They slip out of your mouth so effortlessly; I guess that’s why nobody ever questions you. This life you have
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Cole Gordon is living his dream life at 25. He has the perfect man by his side, and together they're moving into a stunning New York City penthouse. Everything is perfect...until it isn't. First it's the silent anonymous phone calls. Then someone starts following him. Who is the woman lurking in the shadows, and what does she want? Finding out the answer might cost him his life.
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Chapter 3: The Carandini Monarchy
C. Henderson commented on C. Henderson's story chapter in Chapter 3: The Carandini Monarchy
🍷🩸 haha! 🎆🎇🧨 fireworks ahead indeed. That's what I would do as well. But will Dani dare to undermine his mentor? Highly unlikely 😬 -
You have a very unique and poetic way of writing 👌
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3. THE CARANDINI MONARCHY “Why was I created?” I asked Vinicius once. He thought about it for a moment. His ancient eyes clouding over with an emotion I couldn't decipher. A fleeting glimpse into a past I knew nothing of. “You were created," he finally said, his voice raspy with age, "to act as a force of good, in a world that can be shockingly ugly and cruel." Uncertainty flickered in my chest. “And what if… what if I don’t turn out to be so good?” I stammered, the
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