Mist from the hillside crept down lazily and blanketed the earth as if it was asleep and dew kissed the tops of those that lay dead. A celebration had ensued and yet, in the merriment of it all, death found its way…still. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Lady Anne had put the finishing touches to the well laid plans
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Men… they can be so annoying one moment, then powerfully attractive the next. Raine was all that and more, tall, dark, mysteriously handsome with eyes that drank you in and made your legs turn to jelly. I loathed him. I threw the closest thing next to me, a vase. Shards of china scattered the floor
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The room, in which we all sat in from time to time has now become somewhat of an annoyance to me. Draped in long, black dresses, men in their leather attire, tight fitting, lounged around as if in a brothel. They stared at one another, at me and I hated it. Hated them all, even
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This short story didn’t make it into Terrifying Teddies which is fine, but (embarrassed) I can see why. It’s ok though, you learn and move on, doesn’t mean I’ll not try it again. Anyway, I went through it and revised it and I have to say…it’s much better. So I wanted to share it with you
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Standing in the perverse Muck of despair I listened to the sparrow Singing its lamentations To the wind. Its sorrowful tones Wearily flitted through the trees Rendering them To shed tears of sadness Upon the mossy ground. But oh they laughed Laughed at
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Ok, going to the dentist is not at the top of anyone’s’ list, but you know, I like to go. Call me crazy, call me nut-so, but there’s something to be said about the cleanliness, and the comfortable chair…oh alright, I go because my dentist is drop dead gorgeous. Oh my lord, I’d do anything
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There is something to be said about full moons…they are truly a sight to behold. Which remind me, the story I am about to tell is a doozy. I was heading for the circus as I got out of my car. It was a warm summer night and as you may guess, a full moon
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A tale is told to the meek and old, a tale as old as the sea. So, listen carefully to my tale, its as gruesome as it can be. ABOUT THE AUTHOR BLOG Sue Mydliak is the Vamplit published author of Birthright. Candra Rosewood returns to Utica, but she’s already missed her parents funeral and
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