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One Way

One Way

When Stephanie ran away from her hoise, she didn't have anywhere to go. At that vulnerable moment, an unexpected person appeared as a silver lining to her dark cloud. The man whom she had approached as a Predator, wanting to use him in her game of lies and revenge. However fate had different plans.
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The Road To Abuja

The Road To Abuja

#HAREM_OF_LUST 🍓🔞 #FINAL_CHAPTER 🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫 🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫 🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫🐫 🐫🐫🐫🐫
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No Return

No Return

The figure of a woman with a rucksack and her hair waving in the wind, that walked out of sight behind the building. The camera turned to the truck and showed Jim sitting in the back, the tail gate down and his feet on the bumper, as he played her guitar and sang with his eyes on the spot where the woman was standing a moment earlier. Time will tell Tell us far beyond All we think we know And all we think we can be. The camera moved only enough to show a Greyhound driving by the truck toward the Interstate as he finished the song. Far beyond our fears Far beyond we’ll find it…
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Beyond the Boundaries

Beyond the Boundaries

I allowed my senses to calm and attune with nature, I could just make out the back and forth of the soldiers as they came and left the territory. My escape had to be flawlessly timed but I didn't have that luxury of time. So I waited until the guards were distracted by a caravan returning from the outer villages bringing supplies. My plan had been half-baked at best, but desperation’s a hell of a motivator. I picked a sharp rock and pitched away at the window to loosen the window bars.
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Wolf Moon

Wolf Moon

Anahita Waterwolf POV We waterwolves have resettled on the banks of the Dream River that runs through the place once known as the Barren. Though to use the word 'barren' in relation to this magnificent place feels ridiculous. Many mornings I sit on the balcony of the packhouse, before the pack stirs, gazing out at the churning, roiling, foaming waves of the river, its banks densely packed with rich, dark mud. The colours of the river at dawn--blue, mauve, purple, indigo, green--remind me of the lifestone and that night when the poison was driven out. The lifestone disappeared, it's work done. And Silvia's iron--the physical iron anyway--was also gone.
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