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The machine
Ivett97
The alarm wasn’t supposed to go off yet. We were not ready.
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Wake-up Alarm
Nicoleta
Sometimes life feels hard, but please ask for help. Nothing is lost.
Forget-Me-Not
In “Forget-Me-Not”, a dedicated caregiver navigates the heartbreaking journey of caring for her father, who is slowly succumbing to dementia. As she tends to his fading memories, she learns to embrace her role as a comforting stranger, offering him solace in the shadows of his lost past. When he passes away, she plants Myosotis—his beloved forget-me-nots—hoping to keep his memory alive.
Do you believe in love?
This story follows Rebecca Russo a single mother in the thirties with her son Diego who struggles to take care of him by doing many jobs and the first meeting with the handsome womaniser playboy Josh King the CEO president of the company Fashion Clever(FC) where Rebecca’s sister works.
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Stories of the Dark
Riki333G
A short collection of Short Stories based on some of my favourite styles of writing.
The alarm wasn’t supposed to go off yet.
The alarm wasn’t supposed to go off yet. Or was it?
Out of Step
In 1943 Hamburg, Sophie Bergmann, a Jewish teenager, finds solace and strength through swing dancing in the underground clubs of Nazi Germany. But one night, a raid led by fanatical Hitler Youth member Klaus Schmidt, shatters that refuge, forcing Sophie and her friends to flee. Just as they brace for capture, a strange, blinding light overtakes them, and they vanish from their own time.
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Slaying Dragons
Public Relations professional and favorite auntie Shan is awakened by a middle-of-the-night phone call that makes her rethink some of her life choices.
October Challenge - "The alarm wasn't supposed to go off yet."
jaques
"The alarm wasn't supposed to go off yet. That's what Sebastian thought when the sharp sound cut through the air. He still had time. He was sure he still had more than enough minutes left. Sebastian blinked a few times at a rapid speed. He pinched himself in his left arm to ensure he wasn't imagining this like you would in dreams. He was pulled out of his slum by the sound that declared the end of this all. How could it be that the timer already had run out? What would happen to him now? He didn’t know the answer. He had never felt so small all his life.
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Tears under the bridge
A BDSM session gone way wrong, but was it intended go this far off course?