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Damn you, Mr. Sinclayre
I stared at the letter in my hand. It was handwritten, rare for our era. The paper was soft under the palm of my hand, and I guessed that the sender hadn’t been afraid to spend a few bucks on quality gloss paper, which added further to the unbelievable quotient.Dear Miss April Hummings, You must be wondering who I am, and why I’m writing to you. My name is Aravy Bethellhem, and I’m the executer for Mr. Aravin Sinclayre. I have been informed you are unaware of your relation to Mr. Sinclayre, so allow me to enlighten you. He is your maternal grandmother’s half-brother. ...
The Old Place
It was still sometimes hard for Selene to believe she wasn't eight anymore, both her parents gone, all but one of her kids in college moving on with their lives. Someday perhaps they would make a trip like this of their own. Hopefully they wouldn't have to do ninety the whole way though. Selene knew she was risking a nasty ticket if she were pulled over, but somethings were worth paying for, this being one of them. Her aunt was selling her family home, it was just sitting there collecting dust. Selene thought it was more that she wanted to use her share of the money from it to buy her dream co...
Unrelenting
BrookeToday is the day my life begins. Yes, the day I have been groomed for, ever since I could walk. Well, maybe even before that! You see, today I get to meet and marry Brent Everleigh the Duke of Kitsburge, and my betrothed.You would think to group me with all the mindless romantics who cannot wait to get hitched and start popping out babies but you would be wrong. My joy is only so because today is also the day I get to leave Avery Manor, my family home, and my own version of a prison.Being of royal blood there are certain expectations I must meet. I must have an education in all matters G...
The Miracle Trip
“Ten years of marriage and no children”, what is the use of such a life?” Commented Ganga bai on her neighbour, wiping the running nose of her seventh girl child. Her anger vented on poor Kuni, her neighbour for denying a cup of sugar which often this fiery dragon would borrow but never returned. Kuni, just looked at Ganga with her huge www.onedoor.ccdoe eyes but didn’t utter a word. All these years she has been used to the taunts and jeers from her mother-in-law , relatives and nosey neighbours. It was almost a decade since she came to this village as a bride to the soft spoken brick kiln labourer Kuna. ...