Danger-From-The-Other-Side
Science Fiction

Danger From The Other Side By Nichole Haines

I thought it was a nice day to go up to New York City for the day and walk around and get some relaxing time from my data entry job sitting in front of a computer all day typing all day. I wanted to get away from my everyday boring life. I haven’t been to New York city in years so I thought it would be nice to go and visit a museum for the day and just relax. I decided to tell my boss that I wanted to request a few days off to get a few nice days of vacation time in. I decided that it was probably best to wait to request off until the end of the week. I looked at the clock and noticed it was a...

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Guilty-Pleasures
New Adult & College Romance

Guilty Pleasures By Maggie Adams

As I sloshed through the puddles to my car, I vowed never to go to another engagement party again. Enduring the pitying looks and condescending smirks of my less than subtle relatives was enough to make a sane girl crazy. I know my younger sister is now the happy fiancée of my old boyfriend. They didn’t have to rub it in. I’d had enough. I couldn’t even summon the energy to fight with my contrary umbrella; I just threw it down on the pavement, entered the somewhat dry confines of my beat up little Miata, and watched the broken pink and white striped nylon float on the stream of dirty water he...

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Mademoiselle-at-Arms
Historical Fiction

Mademoiselle at Arms By Elizabeth Bailey

Mademoiselle at Arms Elizabeth Bailey © 2011 by Elizabeth Bailey All rights reserved. The moral right of the author has been asserted. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior permission in writing of the author. Nor be otherwise circulated in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published and without a similar condition including this condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser. All characters and events in this publication, other than those clearly in the p...

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BRAVADO
Action & Adventure

BRAVADO By Ravi Ranjan Goswami

Like most of the people, I also liked Sundays because I got off from my work. However, many of my Sundays got busy as often I postponed many of my personal works until Sunday. Once upon a time I was a family-man. After my wife deserted me two years ago after one year of marriage I had been single. I had married a daughter of my football coach and she kicked me like a football. I must be the only footballer, who behaved like a football after marriage. I won’t move for anything without a kick and I would go in the direction of the kick and travelled the distance proportional to the force of ...

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With-The-Flow
Literature & Fiction

With The Flow By Sharlene Leong

Love takes two hands to clap, instinct tells you when to clap. The inner voice speaks, the light within glows. What is worth it, yet it doesn't matter? What is right, yet what is wrong. Go where the flow leads to, for hearts will gel as one. Answers are just answers, no one can predict with wishes. What are lies, yet no truth really matters? What are our responses, yet we are our reactions? Follow your dreams, and move them into actions. Confusion surrounds love, let love summons connection. Doesn't mean it is; yet it shall be the way it is. There will always be rules, yet never stumble ...

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The-forbidden-girl
Fantasy

The forbidden girl By Amanda Steel

It was cold outside, but somehow I was too hot to sleep. I threw the covers off me and tried to ignore the overwhelming sense that something was about to happen "It doesn't mean anything, you must be ill, Sarah," I told myself I got up to open the window and that's when I saw it, a meteor shower or a host of falling stars? It didn't quite look like either but I couldn't explain it. I just know that it meant something. It couldn't be good. Good things don't fall out of the sky like that. I couldn't know how my life was about to change, but I did feel an overbearing sense of danger. I know...

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Katrina%27s-Story
Teen & Young Adult

Katrina's Story By Kp Smith

THE GROWING PAINS SERIES KATRINA’S SHORT STORY BOOK ONE ? The Growing Pains Series ©2016 K.P. Smith EAN13: This is a work of fiction. Any references or similarities to actual events, real people, living or dead, or real locales are intended to give the novel a sense of reality. Any similarity in other names, characters, places and incidents is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any means without prior consent of the Publisher, except brief quotes used in reviews. www.iamkpsmith.com ? Author’s...

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The-Creative-Shopper
Literature & Fiction

The Creative Shopper By Qua

They say that crime doesn’t pay. That’s not always true, of course. If you get away with it, then you got paid. Maybe it only pays for those people with a certain degree of common sense. Although the argument would go that those who become criminals have no common sense, so I suppose the argument is mute. Sometimes it pays in ways unintended by the perpetrator. Sometimes crime pays us. It’s the really stupid people who make the most entertaining criminals. Crime by stupid people pays off for us in laughter, and let’s be honest, a certain sense of superiority. From time to time you hear abou...

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Kong
Literature & Fiction

Kong By Holly Curtis

Jif tapped his pen onto the crossword puzzle in front of him and stuck out his bottom lip. ‘Oh, what’s his name?’ ‘What’s whose name?’ said Price, standing up a few feet from Jif and rotating his hips. ‘King ... King ... King ... What is it?’ Just then Lambert, with consummate dexterity, leant across Jif and snatched the book from his hands. ‘Oi! Lammo!’ ‘The New McKenzie Easy-Peasy Book of Crossword Puzzles,’ said Lambert, reading the front cover and grinning. ‘This is real heavy substance, Jif.’ Jif stood up, scowled at Lambert and grabbed the book back before resuming his seat. ‘W...

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THE-SUIT
Literature & Fiction

THE SUIT By Kate Rigby

THE SUIT He has become his suit. Few can resist the role the suit demands. You can become any set of clothes. Sometimes they are bigger than you. The weather is fine this morning but he takes his umbrella anyway, it's like a third leg as he strides past the post box. The small one in the wall where you post little white letters, like bills. Where girls write to their friends in frilly pink envelopes. Where doomed job applications get twisted and caught on the wire braces. He uses the stand-alone one on the corner of Dunster Avenue for his important mail. His A4 manilla env...

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ACROSS-THE-OCEAN
Biographies & Memoirs

ACROSS THE OCEAN By Gianna Scannell

Some of us are born, marry and will die in the same town. For others, being born somewhere only means that we're given a challenge. The challenge to seek, to explore, to wonder. What lays beyond that fence? On the other side of the forest? At the end of the river? On the other side of the ocean? I heeded to that challenge and followed my call. Knowing about life in Europe wasn't enough. I had to learn more, and learn I did. As one of the Eagles mentioned when they relocated to London, for a while it felt as if I had sat on top of a rocket and had landed on the Moon. My mother thought her ...

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MYRINE
Historical Fiction

MYRINE By Gianna Scannell

Spring was early in the year 3195 BCE. High in the Atlas Mountains, winter had again been unseasonably dry. It was March, a time when, in the past, patches of snow still clung in crevasses and in the shade of tall cedars, wide-leaved oaks and wind-swept Mediterranean black pines. Now, mountain lilies bloomed everywhere. They shook their little heads in the wind and turned the meadows purple. The air was warm and Myrine was comfortable in her chamois pants and short-sleeved vest. She slouched in her cushioned high chair and reached down to stroke Astra’s short spotted black and tan mane, as sh...

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POWER
Thriller/Suspense

POWER By Gianna Scannell

From the seventh floor of the Administration Building the view was breathtaking. It was early spring, and trees over the hills and across the city sent out pale green buds. From up here, it looked like someone had sprayed green fuzz between the tall buildings and on the hills. The harbor, with its long peers and metal-roofed magazines, lay further out, toward the ocean. Simon could make out the coastline and the blue waters beyond. Though he wasn’t born in Capetown, Dr. Simon Van Den Niemands had spent nearly all his life in this maritime city where neo-classical mansions, beach homes, hi...

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PRINCESSES-DON%27T-SWIM
Historical Romance

PRINCESSES DON'T SWIM By Gianna Scannell

That boy’s such a pain. Why does everything have to be on his own time…I’ve been here long enough; I’m getting bored with this scene. I sat on a tiny row boat and bobbed up and down in the calm, deep waters. I wish Daniel were here, I kept thinking. We would take off in a heartbeat and leave Phelusus in the dust. That’d teach him to make me wait. After all, I’m still a princess, and we don't tolerate being kept waiting in the middle of the sea. A hundred yards away, small waves crashed on the black basaltic rocks with rhythmic, soothing recurrence and when they retreated, showers of pebbles ...

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THE-BYCICLE
New Adult & College Romance

THE BYCICLE By Gianna Scannell

Fresh snow piled on the sides of the narrow road leading uphill, but the sidewalks were free. The tires of my bicycle gripped the asphalt, skirting the ice spots where the snow had melted, then froze. My heart thudded with anticipation. This was nothing I had ever, ever experienced in my young life. My muscular legs pumped uphill. My heart sang. I thought that my dreams had finally come true. As they should have. As I knew they would. I reached the top of the hill, and took my bike to the top of the two-leveled parking. I leaned my bike along the rail, in front of a well-known car. ...

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A-Bona-Fide-Audience
Teen & Young Adult

A Bona Fide Audience By Nadine Keels

“I hate one-sided conversations.” Dallas snickers, flinching at the sound of telltale rattling in her hands. She throws a glance around her bedroom. Is this an inappropriate time to laugh? Her Uncle Trevor once said that lonely folks talk to themselves. “I’m not lonely,” Dallas argues with the empty room. “I wish people weren’t dumb.” Dallas, Texas. Where her parents first met. Her father died on an operating table before she was born. Her mother relocated, affectionately calling her daughter “Dal Gal” while the girl was still young enough to crave picture books. Her mother has...

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Good-Neighbours
Fantasy

Good Neighbours By Mike Reeves-Mcmillan

Mistress Prudence was quite used to living with dwarves in the basement. She had lived in Felicity Street most of her life. The house had been hers and her husband's when he had been alive, and his parents' before that. Along both sides of the little cul-de-sac stood similar terraced houses, built from warm rose-coloured brick, old enough to be comfortable and still new enough to be sound. Below street level, stairs led down to the shops, workshops, warehouses and homes of the dwarves who had built the brick houses and sold the above-ground floors to humans to live in. Downstairs from Mi...

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At-A-Paris-Caf%C3%A9
Literature & Fiction

At A Paris Café By Evy Journey

Mid-August, 1972. I stumbled out of the cool, light-modulated bowels of the Louvre into natural sunlight. A blistering, muggy afternoon sunlight that I would not wish for, even on the coldest day of winter. But … I was in Paris. I walked towards a café I passed on my way to the museum that morning. As soon as I saw it, I knew I had to go there. It was exactly what I imagined a Parisian café would look: Red awning jutting out to the street; tables outside within a territory marked by a chain and iron bars a foot from the sidewalk; people lingering over small cups of espresso, looking bored, a...

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Mother-Dearest
Horror

Mother Dearest By Jacob Peyton

I grew up the only child of a single mother and I was always proud of that fact. I loved my mother when I was child, the fact that my father wasn’t in the picture never bothered me. You have to understand she was everything to me she my mother, when she was around it was like the whole house felt lighter. It was like nothing dark or bad could ever touch you. I never needed a night light or a teddy bear, because I knew she was right down the hall. “Then why’d you kill her John.” The pug faced public defender on the other side of the table asked. I groaned. “I’m telling you what happened just ...

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Hell-Hound
Horror

Hell Hound By Candy O'Donnell

Stephanie glanced up at the hulking, three-story elderly mansion. It seemed to glare at her with contempt as its dark taupe paint peeled from massive doorways and broken gutters. The porch was not inviting guests anytime soon as Stephanie’s forest green eyes roamed over two missing floorboards before an off-white screen door that hung precariously upon rusted hinges. The place screamed at her inner need for sanctity as her thin ruddy lips formed into a smile. “It is perfect, Steve.” Stephanie cascaded to where her husband stood with a frown, revealing how he really felt about the hoodwinked p...

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The-Hollow
Horror

The Hollow By Uvi Poznansky

She closed the book, placed it on the table, and finally decided to walk through the door. By now her eyes could barely stay open, and yet she knew, without having to look closely, that it wasn’t a door really—only the opening for one. And over that threshold down there, she could somehow read the shape of the shadow. How it appeared suddenly, spilling out of nowhere, was quite beyond her, but she could tell, couldn’t she, that there was no floor.  This time, perhaps because of starting to fall asleep, her diary seemed heavier than usual. Getting up, she brushed her fingers over it and could ...

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A-Boy-Called-Q
Gay & Lesbian

A Boy Called Q By Fox Emerson

Jackie The tears had run dry. The months of torture, grief – pain that was so deep – she ceased to function as a woman and a mother. She ached every day over the loss of her son, Eric. She did stop crying – eventually – but then only to spend countless hours staring into space; often pulling out her most treasured photo of him and remembering what a wonderful boy he was. 19, so young, it had become her mantra. When her best friend told her she needed something to do, other than what she couldn't change, she was adamant that she couldn't; that she herself might need a way out. Then Debbie ins...

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The-Marking-of-Mark
Thriller/Suspense

The Marking of Mark By Clabe Polk

THE MARKING OF MARK By Clabe R. Polk Published by Clabe R. Polk, Powder Springs, GA USA The Marking of Mark is a work of fiction. All events, characters, organizations, locations and activities are products of the author’s imagination and any resemblance to actual events, organizations, locations, activities or persons either living or dead are coincidental. Copyright © 2014 by Clabe R. Polk. All rights reserved. Except as permitted by the U.S. Copyright Act of 1976 (Title 17, United States Code, as amended), no part of thi...

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Short-Fuse
Thriller/Suspense

Short Fuse By Clabe Polk

SHORT FUSE By Clabe R. Polk Published by Clabe R. Polk, Powder Springs, GA USA Short Fuse is a work of fiction. All events, characters, organizations, locations and activities are products of the author’s imagination and any resemblance to actual events, organizations, locations, activities or persons either living or dead are coincidental. Copyright © 2014 by Clabe R. Polk. All rights reserved. Except as permitted by the U.S. Copyright Act of 1976 (Title 17, United States Code, as amended), no part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed or transm...

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