OPEN [ ] - CLOSED TEMPORARILY [xx] - CLOSED FOR CATCH UP [ ] - CLOSED PERMANENTLY [ ] ▬ ▬ ▬ This is the book, where you can request any graphics you want, I offer: [covers - manip, simple, collage, vector] [banners, & blends - quote, character, gif, story] [headers] Interested? Go ahead and request ▬ ▬ ▬ ❝ design can be art. design can be aesthetics. design is so simple, that's why it is so complicated. ❞ - Paul Rand

"Never underestimate the power of a decent vocabulary." • • • Imagine if you could hear everything your neighbor did on the other side of the wall. Cook - clean - masturbate? Detective Russell Crane quickly deducts that the wall in his new apartment is surprisingly thin. And that his female neighbor has a fondness of vibrators. How much would you listen to? And more importantly; How would you react if you heard your neighbor moan your name after having just met her once?

𝙀𝙋𝙄𝙋𝙃𝘼𝙉𝙔. ❝ 빛나는 나를 소중한 내 영혼을❞ basically where your friendly neighbourhood trash makes you semi - decent graphics. [ HIGHEST RANKING #135 IN RANDOM & #1 IN GRAPHICS ]

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"THE WAR DESTROYED CITIES; The war changed everything for the future generation of the globe for the better, or so people would say. The war destroyed everything, homes; families; food; everything that the human species had. After the war of all centuries, the rules were changed, and thus the districts were created. The people were the ones who decided the decided rules and the ones to rule. Joe Adams, voted to be director of District HQ, took control just a few short months after the war had came to a halt. And those short few months - that were anticipated to finally disappear in the past - were about to change for the good of the people. Or so they thought. AND IN THE AFTERMATH, THE DISTRICTS WERE CREATED" ALL RIGHTS RESERVED: ©️ JADE JOHNSTONE 2018 ORIGINAL STORY STARTED: 15/11/18

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** WATTYS 2018 WINNER ** Big Tech meets Die Hard in this techno-thriller Kirkus Reviews calls "a clever, spirited tale with a brainy, nimble heroine at the helm." From IndieReader's 5-star (highest rating) review: "Bond weaves an entertaining tale filled with deceit, robots, Russians, and tech entrepreneurs that all combine to give the reader a reason to flip pages furiously to find out what might happen next." Deb Bollinger has no time for corporate training. Her company's top engineer at just twenty-seven, Deb has blocked off her day for the one project she truly cares about: the launch of Carebnb, an app that finds spare beds for the homeless. When she's told all employees must drop everything for some busywork exercise called Blackquest 40, it's an easy no. Trouble is, her bosses aren't really asking. Blackquest 40 is the mother of all corporate trainings. A near-impossible project to be completed in forty straight hours. No phones. No internet. Sleeping on cots. Nobody in, nobody out. Deb finds the whole setup creepy and authoritarian. When a Carebnb issue necessitates her leaving the office, she heads for the door. What's the worst that could happen? Armed commandos, HVAC-duct chases, a catastrophic master plan that gets darker by the hour - Blackquest 40 is a fresh take on the Die Hard formula, layering smart-drones and a modern heroine onto the classic action tale. Cover design and illustration by Ethan Scott.

BOOK #1 in The Fire series TRIGGER WARNING IN SOME CHAPTERS He leans closer, keeping me pinned against the wall with his hands on either side of my head. I glanced at both of them before holding his glare with my own. He was giving me a cold stare, caging me in like an animal. I bit my lip, trying to hold it back. I was never good in situations like these. He stopped leaning forward when his face was just inches from mine. He was trying to make me uncomfortable. Trying to scare me, but he didn't. I wasn't scared of him. I didn't hide my face or get nervous... I just bit my lip harder, trying to hold it in. It would just make things worse for me, I bet. He kept his eyes on mine as I glanced at his friend behind him with his arms crossed and a bored expression on his face. I looked back at the man in front of me. "You shouldn't act that way around me." He says coldly. "I can have you dead right-" I couldn't hold it in. I started laughing. He leans back, shocked, but his face goes into a glare as soon as his friend behind him perks up, watching, interested now. I calm down a little. "I'm sorry." I say, catching my breath. "Continue, Continue." He watched me closely before leaning closer to me again. "I can have you killed-" Suddenly, I lost it again, laughing harder, bending a little to hold my stomach. He punched the wall in an effort to scare me but instead made me laugh even harder, falling to the ground and rolling on my side. Soon I had his friend laughing with me as the man in front of me glared at both of us. "Don't give me that look. She's the one who started laughing." His friend said, wheezing a little bit and trying to stop laughing. I calmed down a bit, standing up to face them, a smile on my face. "Now, if you're done threatening me," I raise an eyebrow. "Or at least trying to. I'll be on my way." With that, I grabbed my backpack, turned my back to them, and walked away.