The Complete Oeuvre

The Complete Oeuvre

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"Well then, go out and make some memories." Esme, a young English major, was stuck with the duty of writing a creative story based on a real event in her life. The only thing about that was, Esme never really did anything. Her life consisted of working part-time at the bookstore and reading in the university's coffee shop. So when her professor threw words of wisdom in her face, she was a little confused. She did not have time to go out and climb mountains or volcanoes like her classmates. Little did she know that a simple trip to the coffee shop down the road would be the start of something wonderful. Her story was coming together, and all it took to start her journey was spilling her tea on a young business man. The next thing she knew, she was going on a date and actually enjoying herself. But with the new reason to write thrown at her, she begins to wonder if this story was going to be finished just as it started, or was this story going to continue on to be her complete oeuvre? (Oeuvre definiton: all the works of a writer)
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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 It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication.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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