No, no, no. no! This can't be true what in the devil's name? Why am I seeing Jaro Briggs? After 20 fucking years. Did I lose my mind? "What are you doing here?" I asked scared, tense, humiliated and feeling every fucking feeling. "I might ask you the same." He said with a smirk. Damn him how in the world is he still managing to look that hot. He hasn't changed much except aged a bit yet looking lesser than his age. "This is my house for goddamn sake," I yelled. "I thought this was Mr Holder pipes house." "I am his wife. Which makes this house also mine!" "So you are a married woman with kids ? How riveting yet dumbfounding". He said. Is he complimenting me or commenting on me? "What did think I would be? A pole dancer?" I sighed. "More or less. Yet you have remained that beast always devouring anything that gets in its way." He accused. How dare he talk to me in this way, in my very own house. "It's been almost 20 years, Jaro don't act like you still know me!" I called out. "Is it so? Then why do I see you staring at my pants ?" He said with that damn smirk again. Why in the hell he showed out of nowhere and tormenting me? What he and I had is in past. Water under the bridge. "Don't tell me you still expect me to do all the things we did as teenagers." He said calmly. ************************ Michelle is an ordinary vet doctor, with a lovable husband, charismatic daughter and stupendous son. However, her routine life takes a turn with an abrupt encounter with her long-lost past boyfriend. Things get more hideous when they should share the neighbourhood. Even more complicated when her daughter Lana is strangely attracted to him. Does fate have its twisted way of unravelling her past with her family? However, her past isn't exactly water under the bridge. *Cover photo, not mine. Credit to the owners* *mature content*

This is the first book from "The Seasonal Love" poetry series. 🍁This is a fall love book of poems 🍁 . This is a Ballad with a mixture of rhyme scheme and free verse . This poem follows the narrator's fall love story🍂

Aisu is a paladin that has sworn herself to the tenets of Bahamut. After a mission to eliminate the vampire Melisandre goes awry, her faith is tested in the face of such dangerous beauty.

This is my growing collection of short scenes that come from either requests, commissions, or other writing prompts. I try to keep each scene at about 500 words, though they may be longer or shorter. There is no singular story in any of these pieces of writing, and some of them may experiment with different writing techniques. This also means you do not need to read anything prior in order to understand the scenes I'm presenting here. All the information you need is in the text. I hope you enjoy these little pieces of literature!

D'you know what it feels like to have a weird and creepy text messages? Well, read some of these if you want to know what it feels like! Feel the weirdness and the creepiness! YOU ARE ALWAYS FREE TO SUGGEST TITLES! Don't forget to vote and share! Enjoy reading! ~lady_melanophilia

Tears are a sacred link between the heart and soul. They are not the omen of weakness, but a sign of power. They speak more eloquently than thousands of tongues and speak in lengths, no other language can reach. They speak beyond the true boundaries of love and hate, for, these two are such strong words that they can melt hearts but at the same time, can initiate storms and hurricanes of destruction. ~.~.~.~ Her tears narrated stories, her lips were afraid to speak of. She begged for justice and she begged for freedom from the pain she was enduring. But lamentably, life failed at giving her all that. Could only death grant her all that she begged for? Cover by @tentimileyin 2018 Copyright © all legal rights belong to @oluwatimileyin11™ This material may not published, rewritten, copied and translated without my consent. ||81 in generalfiction||-2nd of August, 2018.

Veronica Cartwright. White hair, grass green eyes, alabaster skin... nothing too mysterious. To an outsider, a normal girl. The thing is, this girl has a funny habit: she doesn't age. At all. The young Earl Phantomhive would label his maid a demon... were it not for the fact that she did not have the blood red eyes Sebastian said all demons have. So... just what is she? -I DO NOT OWN KUROSHITSUJI-

A catastrophic jumble of feelings, heartbreak and fifty five messages. Highest ranking: #2 in Short Story

Hera was a virgin a virgin in every sense, she had never had a drink, had a boyfriend, gone to a club, had sex, smoked or done drugs. She was an angel that gave angels a run for their money. A freshman in a new college in a state away from home she always believed she could stay away from all of those till marriage , but what happens when The schools Bad boy, jerk, playboy and monster in the name of Lexis comes her way. She may be able to stay away from temptation but can temptation stay away from her?

Ebony is back and with a new case on her hands. But this time there's a twist. The case is in America. Will Ciel survive the "bloody yanks." Will Ebony be able to deal with Sebastian, the demonic butler? Read to find out. Disclaimer: I do not own Black Butler in any way shape or form! I only own my plot and my original characters.