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    The Moonchild Chronicles - Chapter Three by becteri

    My little run-in with the wolves used up most of my night-time, so my original plans for that night would have to wait until midnight the next night. For now I had to make it to my apartment wi…

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    The Moonchild Chronicles - Chapter Two by becteri

    Leave it to a bunch of dogs to underestimate me again. Figures. I thought as I ran from roof top to roof top with a single bound each time. I had to leave this part of town fast, it wouldn’t…

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    The Moonchild Chronicles - Chapter One by becteri

    _Faster, faster, I have to run faster, damned wolves being able to change at will so long as the moon was full! I always have to wait for midnight, it isn’t fair! There’s still three hours befo…

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    Bronwyn or James? (Chapter Three) by becteri

    After Bronze had feed and put the little girl to bed for the night, she realized that she had some explianing to do.

    "She’s what? About five?" Silvester asked as she walked back into her Off…

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    The Zodiac - Chapter one by becteri

    Ceana Auchenleck was your ordinary 18 year old outcast, at least until she met Mr. Currington. It was an accedent really, one of those one in a million chance meeting things. See Ceana was runn…

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    Why? by becteri

    It makes me wonder,
    Every time I hear the thunder
    In my mind sound again
    Why I let you drive me insane
    Yet again I muse
    Upon the years of abuse
    I curse you out in more ways then one
    And …

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    Ravenna Twyla Dragoon - Chapter Nine by becteri

    Apparently I was very wrong about just who had posted my bail… It was supposed to have been Rocko, however it was Spike who posted for my bail. Not sure why and neither was Greg, Finningan howe…

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    There They Stand by becteri

    There they stand on hill top high
    Swaying in the wind, leaves blowing by
    Anchored to the earth by their feet
    Skyclad in praise of the Gods they seek

    The hour grows late and the air cold

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    Memory Lane by becteri

    The memory of you emerges from the night around me
    And try as I might it won’t leave me be
    Each moment is stretched before my unwilling eyes
    AS I’m forced to watch and remember your lies
    Th…

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    Believe it or not by becteri

    Believe it or not
    My heart does bleed
    Believe it or not
    I don’t like to lead
    Believe it or not
    I‘m not with out need

    Believe it or not
    I cry when my heart is breaking
    Believe it or no…

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    Lifes Question by becteri

    How can one go on with life
    When we are all born to die?
    Nothing lasts forever in this world
    And no one can stop the natural course
    We die when it is our time
    And not a moment sooner

    Fo…

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    Revenge is Best Served Cold by becteri

    My name is Sarah Emilé Rodriguez; I am a 38 year old mother of 3 grown sons from Atlanta, Georgia. I am the Chess Set Murder and in the last 6 years I have put 33 people out of my misery.

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    Kodi's Choice - Chapter Four by becteri

    It took six days of travel for the horse drawn carriage bearing Kodi to Oliver’s manor to reach its destination. This gave him plenty of time to inform his other sevants of her arrival. Oliver’…

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    Kodi's Choice - Chapter Three by becteri

    Milord, if you don’t mind my saying so, you did not make your intentions all that sutble. As you mentioned milord, I have been through this before.

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    Kodi's Choice - Chapter Two by becteri

    "...I am a slave, I know my place, but that fact does not mean that I cannot live my life with all the digity that I desire milord."

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    Kodi's Choice - Chapter One by becteri

    "...think of your feet milord…" Kodi started.

    "My feet?"

    "Yes milord, your feet…

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    Kodi's Choice - Prologue by becteri

    Lord Horace Grans paced his study uncertainly, “Are you sure?”

    “Yes milord, the woman gave birth early this morning. Shall I dispose of the child?”

    “NO!” Lord Horace said faster then inte…

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    A Colaberation Between Anika Oberg and Becca Theriault - ... by becteri

    It was All Hallow’s Eve
    And Wiccans grasped hands over flickering candels
    Thirteen in a circle
    Eight with eyes bright
    Staring out into the mist
    Wind howled, naked trees stared back
    Faces …

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    Excert from Dawn of a Royal Flower by becteri

    If Rebecca had been furrious before it was nothing to how she felt now. Faster then the eye could comprehend, she raced to the top of the tree and launched herself into the wind.

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    Two Poems about Poetry by becteri

    Lymericks, Sonnets, Epitaths too
    It’s always fun to write with you!
    Wheather you be short or long,
    A note or a song!
    Oh yes poetry is neat!
    So long as you try to stay on beat!

    ***…

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