Our Journey
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Poetry of a Step-mother and her Step-daughters My name is Jennifer Johnson and I am from a small town in Indiana. I began writing at an early age and the passion has stuck with me. I published my first poem through a contest in WorldPoetryMovement.com and was included in "Stars of our Hearts". After graduating college that same year I went on to publish my own work called "One Mind's Words". My second book was created later in 2012 called "Our Journey" with my two step-daughters.I have since published "One Mind's Words II" and "Random Thoughts". I have also co-authored "The World As I See It" with my step-daughter and "Generations" with my aunt Sophia Frazier. I was nomitated in the "Who's Who" of literary arts,am a member of the local Writer's Guild,and have been nominated Indiana Emerging Authors. I have also been featured in "Best Poets of 2012" by WorldPoetryMovement.com. My works can be found on Poetry.com,createspace.com, amazon.com, and kindle devices. http://booksandbostons.hpage.co.in/featured-authors_149045.html http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B009LR25A6 http://jennifer8302.tumblr.com/ http://jennifer8302.wordpress.com/ https://www.facebook.com/groups/293274040774984
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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

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