The Count din Umbra_My Own Worst Frenemy_The last will_Transcendental Love
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The Count din Umbra
“I must say, this is the latest I’ve ever moved anybody in, but you made it very easy. Here is your key, and you just call if you need anything Mr. din --”“Count, please,” Count din Umbra was quick to correct his real estate agent. Somehow quicker still to take the key from him and shut the door.“Okay, Mr. Count,” the real estate agent replied to the peephole, but he knew the Count was already gone.The poor real estate agent stood on the porch in his extra small polo freezing to the bone. But, he lingered on the front porch, partially because he wanted to knock and tell off this Eastern Europ...
My Own Worst Frenemy
“Who let the dogs out? Woof, woof, woof, woof, woof.” The words whispered through Oshima’s lips.“Can you stop it?” Kelly’s words not as quiet but still in a hushed tone.“Who let the dogs out? Woof, woof, woof, woof, woof.”Kelly just shook her head and watched as Oshima’s mouth curled up at both ends. She never was very fond of Oshima, but she promised James that she would try to be nicer. She didn’t have much choice since James was her best friend and Oshima was his most recent prey. Kelly wasn’t jealous of Oshima as much as she was protective of James. And Oshima was not the first target of J...
The last will
Being dead of old age, I, Sam Collins, died without any regrets. Or so they say.My life of 89 years had been more or less the kind you call 'joyful'. Having grown up in a pretty pleasant environment with an affluent landlord as a father. Added the benefit of being the only son, the family business was passed onto me as I had no other sibling but a younger sister. Life went on, I went to college, fell in love, married, and had kids and then grandkids. There you see, I had it all. I was flawlessly blessed with a perfect life.Yet, I am still not satisfied. Still, I am wandering this human world, ...
Transcendental Love
Considering all the other people’s costumes, Warna’s foggy dress didn’t stand out too much. Only a couple of little girwww.onedoor.ccls dressed as Disney Princesses noticed the slight levitation of the witch’s dress train and got a bit jealous. Halloween night turned out to be perfect for her carefully planned spell. Firstly, the chatter, the parties and the constant agitation on the streets could cover the sound of the Veil being opened by five powerful witches in the depth of the woods; secondly, even if a little less significant reason, it mattered nonetheless: the women could wear their original outfits...