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Yeah right... Who the hell does Coop think he is? I know that kids make mistakes and fool around but how many times can he break somone's heart before he gets the picture that it's wrong to do it. How can he lie there after what's happened and think that? I think that your writing must be bloody good to get me thinking like this about a person who doesn't even exist. I've seen in other reviews talk of a shovel and a hole. Well I figure it's Coop who's using them and i would like to borrow that shovel. Maybe I won't bury him but I sure as hell would like to hit him over the head with it

Okay. I REALLY hate Cooper. I want to take Kyle, wrap him in a box and only open it on special occasions.. like to celebrate a day ending in Y. He's just so wonderful I am actually feeling really sad for him and angry as hell at Coop. Actually what I am thinking right now is that Kyle deserves better and he shoudl close the door on Coop forever and find someone who deserves him. I'm not sure I ever care what happens to Coop now. He's made his bed so he can lie on it with whoever he likes... except Kyle or David.

There had better not be !!!!! I am so with Frostina on this one. GOD Coop is SUCH a dick and not in a good way

NOOOOO.... Okay, I am rapidly going off Coop. I mean everyone makes mistakes and kids like to play but I mean Really???? Coop and Riley and item? What about Kyle? Can't argue about David though

This is just SO funny and so astute. I was lucky for both my weddings. First wedding was unusual and everyone was invited to a DIY buffet in the hall across the road. The whole family helped out making food and it was the most fun ever. My second wedding was a public one in a field and there were about 3ooo people there. In the evening a friend's band played, we all got drunk and hasd a great time with a home made buffet made by about 20 people, including the cake. Just goes to show that the less money you have the less stress and more fun. However, I have been to the weddings you describe so eloquently and it is fun to sit on the sidelines with a glass of wine, a sausage on a stick and a sexy (insert, bridesmaid, the best man, usher, cousin from the groom/bride's side) and watch the battle giving points for flare, originality and bloodloss

Well, I don't see why not. He's not friends with your sexial orientation, only you. And his bigotry is just another one of those things you find annoying about him and disagree about. What you need to do is talk honestly and be ready to compromise.

Well, as you can imagine, I LOVED that story. I don't know anything about the background but, for me, the story stands alone without any need to know anything about its setting, great story darling, and so different from your other work. I adored it.

I have booked and paid for my hotel and tickets. YAY YAY YAY YAY I am SO coming Friday to Monday |I'm up for anything anywhere as long as I don't have to walk far and can sit. As for photos I don't care who takes my photo or where it's posted just asd long as you don't put anything too embsrasssing on youtube

Drying up? Really? As if. Actually this story is, I think dark but humourous. Wait until you meet my little cat properly. i am going to have to paint a picture of him because he is so, so speacial Thank you for your continuing support darling; it means such a lot

What a roller coaster hun. You write so descriptively and I'm so sorry it didn't work out with Mark because it really feels that it should have.

Democracy is a sugar pill, a fantasy that no one really believes but it gives them something to hold on to. No one likes to thing of people controlling their lives and of giving up their power over them and so they cling to the idea of democracy that gives them some of that power back It suits people to live in a sweet dream even thought it couldnt be more obvious that the UK for sure ain't a democracy and the US is only a llittle less not a democracy

Thank you for my very first comment on this story. I am so very fond of it. I hope that where it's heading is towards a roller coaster speeding around a whole new world

It’s cold, bitterly cold; so very, very cold. The cold is dominating me and making it impossible to think of anything else, although there are, buried deep within me, memories of a time before when there was a warm bed and a soft pillow under my head. That’s about all that’s left of my memories from before; brief impressions of warmth and sometimes the feeling that there were arms around me, a soft chest to rest my head against; a warmth through which no cold could ever penetrate. But that was l

A werewolf called Rover, a cat who can fly (among other things) a confused vampire, a spiteful faery and a testy human all confined in the same house and trying to learn to live together. A strange mix and a strange story.

I first heard of AIDS from my mother, who was always a bit of a bitch. She used it to preach safe sex at me. I don't know why beacuse I was already married but we used to go out to a local club where *gasp* people used to smoke cannabis and were sexually 'loose' Just because I used to wear backless dresses didn't mean i was joining them. Anyway she also had an issue with the fact that there were gays there who were likely to infect me if I so much as looked at them. She was only homophobic with me... and she lost that when my daughter came out to be fair to her but still. I remember the hysteria in that there was something on the news about it just about every night but it never touched me personally so I didn't pay all that much attention. It was years later that it became personal to me when an ex boyfriend of my brother was diagnosed HIV. He came to visit me often and seeing the deteriation in him was scary. I think it was mostly psychological because when he found his current partner, also HIV, he started to improve again. The boyfriend is a total darling, I love him to bits and he's changed my friend completely. They still suffer from all sorts of little things that are not widely publicised, like thrust and mouth ulcers and cold sores and nose sores and nasty little things which are hardly life threatening but still unpleasant.

Bleargh, I have missed so many people. Welcome everyone. I hope you have a great, fabulous, awesome time with all the loons crazy people... freaks (Oops that's just me) members

Oh I love Keiper. I hope he's a keeper. I like Garret too and in fact i think that this is going to be a really cool thresome

Really? I thought Misha Collins looked soooo like you. Much more like you than that guy

Those are fabulous principles and ones I have TRIED to adhere to, not always successfully.

A lovely ending. You still haven't found the evil mastermind who is behind all this crap so i am assuming another story at some point. I love the fact that they now have a female heir who can pass on the bond after they are dead. Beautiful story hun

Interesting. So, Bashta has a brother and a neice or nephew. I think the next chapter is going to be interesting

Awesome awesome awesome... i thought that the woman and child would have been his mother and sister but it's even more excited that they aren't. Oooh a conspiracy, some old friends back in the frame and a Snake. How exciting. I'm so glad i'm reading this in a chunk or I would be biting my nails right now and that would piss me off because they are nice for a time.

Oh that was just wonderful. It was so powerful. It was so full of emotion it's hard to know where to start or where to end in commenting on it. Poor Bashta. I assume that the woman was his mother. What a terrible way to find her.

That was a truly beautiful chapter. There was sadness, hope, loss, regret and sweet, sweet loving.

You're quite right but I'm not sure that River is quite there yet. He has some shocks coming and only time will tell whether he can ride the storm