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We Part In Autumn

We Part In Autumn

He turned and ran. … The ceiling fan in the classroom creaked as it turned, while the elderly professor at the podium lectured with great fervor. I propped my chin in my hand. The tip of my pen idly scribbled across my notebook. My phone vibrated in the drawer. My assistant had sent me a message. Eula had fallen into a vegetative state. Luke was taken away by the police as he fled and charged with murder. I set down my pen. A cold smile spread upon my lips.
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Leesa's Advent

Leesa's Advent

It wasn’t until he was a year and a half old, however, that the magic started to become truly dangerous. The leaves in the two tall oaks in the yard behind the house were just beginning to turn. Most remained green, but the edges of many were now painted red and gold as the weather cooled. A few leaves had fallen to the grass below, early casualties knocked from their perch by the gentle breeze blowing through the yard. Despite a bright afternoon sun, the air bore that special crispness that signaled autumn was well underway. Leesa much preferred this weather to the sticky heat of summer.
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After the Last Autumn

After the Last Autumn

Before I could say another word, the line disconnected, leaving behind nothing but the hollow beeping tone. The cold grew sharper and sharper, carving straight into my bones. Gritting my teeth, I pulled the blanket tighter around myself. Suddenly, my phone lit up with a notification. I turned my head slightly and saw that Morgan had just updated his social media. In the photo, he wore nothing but a thin short-sleeved shirt with a popsicle hanging from his mouth. 'So lucky Ms. Sheffield brought me a generator, or I would have frozen tonight too.' I stared at the picture for a long time.
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Once Upon An Alpha

Once Upon An Alpha

She was being hard-headed, and Matt had let Iris take the lead, following her decisions. I had just left Heather at the training center; a cool Autumn breeze danced across my cheek and through my hair. The trees were beginning to drop their leaves. Vibrant oranges, yellows, and reds rained down from the tree branches above me. I had always loved Autumn, but this year I loved it more than usual. With the leaves disappearing from trees, it was comforting knowing that it would be harder for anyone to potentially be stalking me in the protection of the treetops. Just the thought sent a shiver down my spine, and I pulled my jacket tighter around me.
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MCAres117
This story is so good!! The author seems to put time and effort behind their characters!! And while peoples choices can be frustrating, baby beta looking at you, they all make sense with how the story is progressing and what’s happened! Couldn’t recommend this book enough!
Space Cow
I love this book. The author has created a wonderful world with well thought characters that I actually care about. The characters aren't perfect, they each have their own flaws and personalities. Each of them have grown in their own ways.
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Classic Faery Tales Rewritten For Adults Only

Classic Faery Tales Rewritten For Adults Only

He swung her around and their voices rang out, ‘Like the sun through the trees you came to love me Like a leaf on a breeze, you blew away Through autumn's golden gown, we used to kick our way You always loved this time of year Those fallen leaves lie undisturbed now 'Cause you're not here 'Cause you're not here 'Cause you're not here..’
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My Stepfather Is My Mate

My Stepfather Is My Mate

My thoughts raced as I waited, watching the clock tick by. It was the autumn season. The cool breeze rustled through the trees, sending a cascade of red, orange, and yellow leaves fluttering down to the ground. The sun shone brightly in the clear blue sky, casting a warm glow over the landscape. It was autumn, and the world was a riot of color. As far as my eye could see, the trees were ablaze with fiery hues, their branches stretching out in all directions. The air was crisp and fresh, carrying the scents of wood smoke and pine needles.
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Debbie Poirier
some people are so rude they shouldn't comment yeah ok you're aloud to not like a book but there's ways to say it and why ruin the book for other people who like the story you don't like it nobody force you to read it so just delete it .... I myself love the story can't wait for more chapters .........
Tiffanie Smith
Only giving 5...️ so my review stays at the top. Really I rate this book 1...️ search down to see my other review what I said. Author claims to update 2x/wk but only updates 1X/month if at all. The writing is very bad in both story composition & grammar. On plus side The story is unique & has potential
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My Perfect Boyfriend

My Perfect Boyfriend

She then turned around and continued walking until she reached the gate. She then stopped there and waited for Blake and his friends to pick her up. It was already the start of the autumn season and she noticed that the orange leaves were falling on the ground. Mukgu looked at those orange leaves and smiled. “So, it is now fall. It is so unfortunate that Mingchan was not able to see these autumn leaves. I wonder if there are autumn leaves on his planet?” Mukgu talked to herself and then giggled. She cupped her mouth and continued giggling alone.
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The Last Thunder

The Last Thunder

“Grinding the Orc Teeth with silver dust.” Upon hearing the answer, the teacher had a look of understanding on his face. “It’s to be expected then.” The big guy turned to the teacher. “What is? Why?” “The Fall Four Seasons leaves are a bit dry. Especially if you put them near fire, they will dry faster, right? And even if they don’t catch a fire, the heat is enough to spur a reaction between the cold mixture and the Fall leaves. They counteract each other, so they explode,” Teacher Enji explained.
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The Golden Leaf

The Golden Leaf

Señor Ramirez boomed. Drago ignored him and stared at the Golden Leaf in awe. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his face serious and focused. “2…2…1…2,” he whispered. Golden sparkles burst out as the Leaf glowed more intensely, its glimmering rays almost blinding us. Drago smiled in triumph. He reached his hand out and gently lifted the Golden Leaf from its position. There were a few moments of silence as our breaths were snatched away by the sheer elegance and majesty of the extraordinary object.
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Keats' 'To Autumn' has always struck me as this lush, almost tactile celebration of life's fleeting beauty. The poem doesn’t just describe autumn; it feels like autumn—ripe, heavy, and bittersweet. I love how the first stanza bursts with abundance, like the 'mellow fruitfulness' of orchards dripping with apples. But then it shifts subtly—the 'winnowing wind' in the second stanza hints at change, and by the third, there’s this quiet acceptance of decay with the 'soft-dying day' and the swallows gathering to leave. It’s not sad, though. There’s a serenity in how Keats frames endings as natural, even beautiful. I think that’s why it resonates; it’s a love letter to cycles, to the idea that dying is part of living.

What’s wild is how he avoids nostalgia. Most autumn poems mourn summer, but Keats leans into the season’s own identity—the 'barred clouds' at sunset, the gnats mourning in a choir. It’s like he’s saying, 'Don’t pity this; watch it glow.' That’s the magic for me: finding joy in what’s already fading, like the last warmth of a cider-scented afternoon.

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