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This is just a part of hopefully a book of short stories..im just testing the waters. I will be adding more stories eventually. Enjoy......
Being stuck between two girls, the one he's in a relationship with and another that solves his problems when he has them (and he always has them), Evan balances between friendship of the one and love of another. Those two sides have a strong influence one on another. Which side will Evan be on? Could he maybe stay on both sides or must he chose only one of them?
Pete is a single man living in New York. Feeling a excruciating pain in his head. He finds two pills in his cabinet. He takes one of them and the result he will carry on for the rest of his life.
Okay, I write books. That's a given. This is copyrighted, and it's the beginning of a crime novel I'm working on.
Into the past, a young girl falls in love with a young Native warrior. She quickly learns and adapts to the Lakota people, there language. She had a child by the young buck. But tragedy struck at the young Native got older.
Angelica and Norbert are study partners at Pinkerton College. Angelica is the cool, confident, beautiful co-ed entirely focused on her next business venture. Norbert is the shy, awkward geek infatuated with Angelica. He would do anything to assist Angelica, even if it means assisting in her latest off-beat business venture.
The grown men fine out there old friend is no longer with them, but yet they find another young kid that wants to join there group. Billy and Lone Wolf’s past seems to keep getting closer, to close it seems.
When the witchfinder comes to town, everyone has to be careful. One word or action out of place and you could be accused.
The Sunshine Of A Fair Spring Morning Fell Graciously On London Town. Out In Piccadilly Its Heartening Warmth Seemed To Infuse Into Traffic And Pedestrians Alike A Novel Jauntiness, So That Bus Drivers Jested And Even The Lips Of Chauffeurs Uncurled Into Not Unkindly Smiles. Policemen Whistled At Their Posts--Clerks, On Their Way To Work; Beggars Approached The Task Of Trying To Persuade Perfect Strangers To Bear The Burden Of Their Maintenance With That Optimistic Vim Which Makes All The