"Long live Lord Avery! Long live the Storm!" ~ "What are you trying to do?" the blonde asked, crossing his arms over his chest and moving into Avery's line of sight. "I want to right some wrongs and have a little fun, eh?" "You want to find her?" "Yes." "And bring her back?" "Ideally, yes." Dale shuffled about f...
Rolf drew a deep breath, adjusted the scarf covering his face, and looked down the scope of his K49 sniper rifle again. This was a long shot, one of the longest he had ever taken, but that wasn't what made him hesitate. He wasn't one to miss a shot.
a girl with a self absorbed family and no luck, and a boy with a lot of confessions.
Louisa Kingsley writes separate letters to twenty different people explaining why she killed herself. [Highest Rank: #413 in Short Story] Copyright © 2017 by francesemers. All Rights Reserved. UPDATING EVERY WEDNESDAY. COVER BY PASTELDEVIL-