From the Ashes_Crossing the Line (Legacy Hall #1)_Tropical Trip_Prayers and Present
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From the Ashes
It always fascinates me, seeing the shades of grief and shock in the faces of everyone I meet. Always, it ranges from numbness to anguish and rage, sometimes even to hysteria. But, no matter how many other people I stumble across, their face reflects a completely unique expression, a whole new brand of suffering. I sometimes wonder what people see when they look at me. Surely not anger, or fear, or despair, as I have seen on so many. Perhaps just a blank face, with nothing behind it. They may wonder if I have no feelings at all. They would be right. Always, in the back of my mind is the though...
Crossing the Line (Legacy Hall #1)
Under the yellowed lights of the fighting ring, Celeste assessed the situation; it was tight. Casually shifting his weight, Damien Wolfman sent a wry look at Celeste, sending shivers through her body. Whatever he had in store for her could not be pleasant.“Struggling a bit, Dabousiller? Maybe your petty mother could give you some advice from the heart.” He gave a wicked grin, before sweeping a foot underneath her legs. Her low stance betrayed her, bringing her crashing to the ground, and cursing under her breath. How did she fall for that? She’d been leading for a while, and it was still tight...
Tropical Trip
Evelyn Miller was over the moon. She had won a contest and the prize was a one week trip to Hawaii! Now, with a plane ticket in her hand, a suitcase and a carry on, she was boarding her plane. As Evelyn sat down, she looked at her reflection. She had short auburn hair, shining blue eyes and tanned skin. Evelyn was nineteen years old, from Australia and was an aspiring photographer. She was hoping to get a few good shots on her trip. Evelyn currently worked as a waitress in a diner and in her spare time she worked on her photography skills. Evelyn snapped a few pics of the clouds outside her wi...
Prayers and Present
If Annie was being honest, she did not really www.onedoor.cclike what she was doing. Waiting for someone who was doing great in life and probably not familiar anymore while she panics silently where she sits, wearing her one and only decent dress she had been wearing for seven years already and only for very special occasions. But still, she managed to let out a fake joyous “I can't wait” when she was contacted by an unknown number then invited in a dinner by her brother whom she never heard from for the past ten years. Roel was not really his real brother. They were both from an orphanage maintained ...