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… Thank Heaven for Little Girls … By … Barbusie … Gloria woke at around noon Saturday to the sound of a cat meowing by the front door


Standing at the bar, ordering another round of drinks for herself and her friends, Calli couldn’t help but notice sitting in the corner booth of the pub was her boss, Myer Vross. Though the pub was quite busy, she could easily make out his brunette hair, round face and his built physic
Tenant Rachel gets what Daughter Jenn loses. Rachel is a 45 year old widow whose college student daughter lives with her during the time she is not in school. Rachel moved into a 3 bedroom unit in the complex after her lawyer husband died at 58 from lung cancer
Cadee crossed and uncrossed her legs on the bar stool, looking nervously toward the front entrance. She was early, she knew, but she picked up her phone for the third time anyway to re-check that she had gotten the time and location correct
n 3) -------------------- Alatem and Charles had been talking it over for over an hour, they were still no closer to a decision about what to do with Alatem's sister
I turned over to look at my night stand and I saw the clock. “Pout in the morning!” I had school tomorrow, it was three in the fuckin morning and I still couldn’t get to sleep. My name is Shenessa and I go to NYC high school. Im 5'5"
First Meeting A Novel By: S. Stevenson This is a reproduction of the first story I have ever written. It was written especial for the woman that has inspired the character of Angel. I hope you enjoy it. As always, I encourage you to vote and I invite your comments



This is my first story, so please leave some comments, thankies <3~ I sat up slowly and streched my arms out wide as i sat on the sofa, groaning a little as the aches released, and caringly draped my arms around the gorgeous boy next to me



Italian Fantasy **Italy, night time, outdoor cafe. The street is dark, save for the lights coming from the cafe.** My fantasy begins with me walking up to where you are sitting at one of the tables, nervously looking around and occasionally checking your watch



I sat around my lunch table facing all my friends from last year. It was the first day of 10th grade for us and everyone was busy talking about there summer vacations and what they did. Just catching up



Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Part 7 Ginny ran out of Luna's house quickly and made her way down the path towards the local village. She needed some time to think



Becoming Sadi: Part 3 Hey loves ^_^ sorry for the wait on any new content. But it's summer and I have been out and about enjoying the new weather! Hopefully this story make's up for it ;) enjoy! The sliding door from the back porch area closes as Sadi and Garet enter the house
Part 1: I took a moment to reflect on what brought me to this point
Chapter 1. The two late children Sarah: The surprising death is a difficult thing and bigger pain for our soul than somebody who is in serious illness. Then we know that death will come inevitably and we can prepare our soul for the end



An Unforgettable Melody Ch. 09 “Melody, you almost finished packing?” Mike asked. “Yep! All set!” she replied, carrying a backpack and rolling suitcase