Powerless Bummer_On the Edge_His Helpers_Jealous Flames
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Powerless Bummer
Ada was panting; the icy hatred in her eyes was clearly unhidden. Her heart was racing a million miles, the tears flowing uncontrollably and thoughts crisscrossing in her head. How can she know what to do and not be able to do it? How can someone rob you of your freedom and still perfectly play the victim?His hulk stood, not so far from where she was. He gave her a cocky look that said, “You know www.onedoor.ccthat you can never win”. The reality of that coursed through her being and she sobbed the more. She had just finished another fight with the devil, her husband. Adrian was a man of many uncivil abilit...
On the Edge
I am on the verge of achieving my lifelong dream. I was born wanting to be a writer. Well, maybe I wasn’t born with that exact dream, but it was pretty close. I am thinking I’m an anomaly, because we are influenced by our environment, right? Well, it’s not the way things worked in my case.You see, there were almost no books in my home, in the house where I grew up. I’m pretty sure the few we had were never read and were never removed from behind the glass door in the china cabinet by the register. (That is an old term for a heat grate, lest you confuse the register at home with the one that be...
His Helpers
The angels, Ralph and Ed, hovered above the little cottage at the edge of the woods. God sent them out when He knew it was time. He loved all people, as only God can, and though it didn’t seem possible, everyone was special in His eyes.So, when He knew one His followers were about to encounter a problem, He sent help.Ralph and Ed were Angels of the Realm, and they had wings and some power to intervene on behalf of their charge. Though they’d gotten into some trouble in the past, both angels were Godly in nature. This meant that they did their best to avoid evil and help their charges to avoid ...
Jealous Flames
Helena was roused by the sentry’s horn. Before she could rise Astor had somehow cleared his own bed and was already tying his quiver to his armor. The past several nights they had worn their armor to sleep as the threat of attack loomed over Serenisa. “Which horn?” she asked him.“Sounded like Gerould’s.” Astor replied. A moment later the sound came again, and Helena saw him frown. “Yep. I can hear that hole in his horn from here.”“The ice spider caves?” Helena said in horror.Astor replied with a nod, then he threw his bow over his shoulder and hurried out of the barracks with his still-sheathe...