Doesn't Count_When I Wore a Younger Mans Clothes_An unexpected guest_Welcome To Shady Oaks
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Doesn't Count
''It doesn't count if you're already planning your defeat. You know that, right?'' his voice breaks the silence of the room suddenly. I lift my gaze and hold his. His gaze is steady, levelled, but serious – meaningful. I wrap my arms around myself, and glance downwards. Everything feels so claustrophobic, so cramped. As if it's all closing in on me. As if this small dim-lit room with brick-faced walls and wooden crates all over is shrinking on me. Slowly losing all fresh oxygen, all possibilities of escaping.Five pairs of feet are pointed in my direction, and I realize everyone's staring at me...
When I Wore a Younger Mans Clothes
He played her piano every day. The shape of his heart would determine whether it was for a few minutes or a whole afternoon as grief sat beside him on her stool and there were days even now, six months later, when he could not bear the weight.She was here, he was sure.She had played every single day, hours and hours of practise. Not to entertain or to impress but for the sheer joy, the feeling of interpreting musical notation from more than a century ago and hearing same the notes that Mozart himself had heard. She felt them, speaking to her across time, sometimes Allegro and sometimes Adagio ...
An unexpected guest
Jungkook and Tania were newly married couple. They were recently married like a month ago. You might think they were in love or something by the looks of it or by looking at their wedding ring but that was so not the case. They were anything but in love.Their marriage was nothing but an arrangement that was made by their parents. It was necessary. It was the need of the time. You must be thinking why was their marriage so important? It was because they both had a secret that only they and their families knew.Jungkook was a werewolf. Tania was a vampire. They were the last of their kind. And to...
Welcome To Shady Oaks
Need a quiet place to call home? Then Shady Oaks is the perfect little plot of suburbia for you. I moved there to try something different. City living provided anonymity, but it’s so noisy and dirty. After 300 years, I’d grown tired of the noise, the rudeness. Some who lived in the city adopted those attitudes for protection. I empathized. As a woman I certainly wasn’t the friendliest when I lived in NYC. It was the only way to keep men from thinking they could harass me. Well, short of killing them. You didn’t survive as long as I had by killing every jerk who yelled “Hey baby!” awww.onedoor.ccnd gest...