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AylaJ

The Fight

The one that ends it

She walks through the door with attitude written all over her face. ‘Fuck,’ I think, letting out an unimpressed sigh and go back to drinking and watching the game. I’m tipsy, I had a bad day and don’t need her shit tonight. That seems to be all I ever get from her anymore.I look over and she stumbles, trying to kick off her heels. “I was working late,“ she says, rolling her eyes.I barely get out, “Yea sure,” before she sn...

jackknight

Passion, Friend or Foe

Emotions that master us

Worry —What help have you ever been to me?Why then are you so ever present in my thoughts?So many journeys begin with you,Always destined to end with your friends here below.Not one thing do you add or enhanceNever improving the quality of your mind,And the fruits you bear are nought but stress and damage.How often have you misguided me,Making even insignificant problems grow,Never offering a solution,And the plain truth...

chesh78

The End of All Things

Don’t call it a breakup;call it a truce that isn’t holding.Those aren’t words of regret I hear, they’re just more lies I’m done decoding.That isn’t an exit, it’s just a racing sprint for the far horizonand that’s not a farewell letterwhen it’s just recycled print with added poison.That’s not a smile - at best, it's just a scar that isn’t healing; but we’re no longer humans here,we’re just faded facsimiles of being.But thi...

Sahar

No Apologies

When it needs to end and being nice is no longer an option

What gives you the right when I say no to youcan't pry in my headto ascertain my view Maybe it's your eyesor that you are too talldon't call me babyyou don’t know me at all No means no, damn itI have said it enoughthere’s no you and meyou don’t have the right stuff Hate your pesteringI won’t apologizethere's no connectionI will not be your prize Nothing you can saywill ever change my mindI'm back in controlI have been far...

adi_me33

Tired Angel

The beat goes on

I am so overGetting pushed aroundKicked while I'm downCrying without making a soundI can't understandWhy I feel so badEvery time you get madOur life is fucking sadIt's gotta stop soonI can't handle any moreMy heart is bruised and soreThere must be an end to this warDriving me madI want you far far awayRuining someone else's dayFor now, that's all I have to say

Annamagique

Anna and Sam. Chapter 20

“You're drunk!” he snarled. “Am I?” I replied flatly, “Am I really?

The rest of the day seemed to pass so slowly. Philip was attentive as he ever was, making coffee and tea, and ensuring I stayed off my feet as much as possible, generally behaving as he always did but it wasn't the same and we both knew it. He had lost that sparkle. It was breaking my heart to see him. I knew he still loved me but he was a broken man and I don't think he liked me very much. I desperately wished I could go...

Annamagique

Anna and Sam. Chapter 18

I retched and heaved until my abdomen ached with the unprecedented effort...

“Sam, wait! Come back... Please!” I shouted as she ran. I tried to get to my feet but my cast made it difficult. “Penny, stop her!” Penny ran after her but it was too late, Sam was gone. When she returned I begged her to follow her, to find and tell her how sorry I was. “I can't, Anna,” she answered with a slight shake of her head, “I didn't see which way she turned at the end of the road. Do you know where she lives?” I...

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laura

Maîtresse en titre

Now in England, Isabel receives some news that makes her question her position as official mistress

November 1390, Herefordshire Isabel la Badeau sat in the window embrasure of the de Grey estate in Herefordshire. She was watching the winter wind pelting the windows angrily. It was the sort of rain that came in on a diagonal and stung when it hit you. Isabel was glad that she was inside, out of the cold and in front of the fire. It was at times like these that she missed the arid Aquitanian heat and her homeland, but th...

Annamagique

Anna and Sam. Chapter 7

Anna tries to act normally but who is she kidding? Herself?

“Philip, I…” “What?” He looked at me as if he was expecting rejection. “Nothing, Sweetheart. I am just not sure how we will do this.” “Don’t worry,” he smiled, “I won’t hurt you.” He leaned toward me then and kissed me. If I had doubts, they were all gone now. I wanted this, I wanted, no needed, him. I responded eagerly, feeling his morning stubble scratching me, my arms around his neck almost squeezing the life out of hi...

Annamagique

Anna and Sam Chapter 3

Anna comes to terms with her feelings.

When I arrived at the breakfast room, I paused, all the tables appeared to be taken. I saw one small table in the far corner which was available, so I headed immediately towards it and placed my key in the place setting. Almost immediately a young waitress approached me and asked, in a pleasant eastern European accent, whether I would like tea or coffee. "Coffee please," I said and, as she walked away added, "Could you ma...

Jocie

Breaking The Beast Ch. 1

A different take on the classic tale....

I wasn’t supposed to be there night. I was supposed to be at home, in my bedroom studying for a test I had the next week. So, how did I get there? Jordie. Jordie is my best friend in the whole world, and she is the one that dragged me out to the new club opening. Apparently, it had been the talk of the town for a year, but according to her I live in such a deep, dark, hidden hole full of old books that I would never know...

Gallo

Good Solution Part 2

Laura witness Jamey losing her virginity to Dean

The last Laura knew about her Friday night out was the clock that read 10:18pm. The sheet around her sated body became a cocoon that carried her away to beyond the realms of reality. A place where thoughts refused to linger, where the body was oblivious to the creases of cotton sheets and where the colour of the night was a close companion. When Laura first laid her eyes upon Dean, her first thoughts was that of him being...

LaylaJune

JabberWalk

It's not over . . . yet

Vipers slither from your lipsTwisted into clever quipsFueled by petty vengeful ireHow is it that you haven’t tired? Every chance to take a swipeThere you are with caustic bitesBriefly do your serpents restRetract their fangs, coiled in their nestsBut never are they still for longSpring forth anew, to right the wrongsThey perceive were heaped on youAnd help to heal the gaping wound I don’t lash out; I hold my tongueYet sti...

TooShy678

Ending

It was supposed to have been a pleasant evening. I had dressed up for him, and we had made plans to go to dinner and a show. Fortunately, we hadn’t made reservations or bought advance tickets, because we never left the house. One wrong word was all it took, and suddenly we were arguing. I don’t think either one of us could have said what we were actually arguing about. But there we were, our screams adding fuel to the fla...