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Crazy Core Gym, Upper East Side, New York:
Teela and Emily arrive at the address they were given. They looked at the building in front of them and couldn’t believe that it used to be some sort of warehouse.
“Are you sure you have the right address, Teela?” Emily looks at her friend.
“I’m sure. This is the address Jester gave me. She also gave me the entrance code as well.” Teela walked into the small foyer and noticed there was a metal keypad with black numbers and letters.
The sequel-continuation of Thomas the Tame's "Book of Changes" where ruthless businessman and delinquent father Alex gets his comeuppance when his cunning ex-wife uses his heirloom book of magic against him by stamping out his memory in the body of the pretty little girl which he assumed to steal it back from her possession. Now grown as Alex's ex-wife's teen temptress daughter, Miranda wants to permanently erase what lingering memories of her male past with a new spell so they'll no longer bother a girl who just wants to have fun.
Book Of Change -- The Continuation A sequel to Thomas the Tame's "The Book of Changes"
Hello everybody,
The following is a story loosely based upon the theme present in the feature film Zerophilia. It contains none of the same characters, but a similar plot. I caught the film on Showtime the other night, and chances are if you're on this site as a reader/writer you'd love this movie. This story is intended to be a chapter one for a serial story, and I welcome participation from any author on this site. If you have ideas for the plot, write them out and post them as a follow-up chapter with my blessing.
When Sara was growing up, her "magic crayons" helped her escape the pain.
Now as an adult and the world famous Art Angel, can they help her to find the life she's always dreamed of?
One November First morning the mailman knocked on her door to deliver a package, and the door opened to reveal Mother Hubbard, dangling naked from a rope in the middle of her living room. She hadn't written any kind of suicide note, and the police had noted that it would have been impossible for her to stand on anything that high up. The case remained open, even to this day, as they could not ascertain how anyone could have hung a rope from a fifteen foot high beam.
I'd never felt lower in my life. My marriage was officially over. I'd been gone for almost a week on business, and when I returned, the place was clean of everything that could in anyway be construed as "hers". Standing in the empty bedroom, reflecting on our marred union, I thought of Katie, my little girl, and wondered when I'd see her again. Marilyn had warned me, of course, had begged me to attend counseling, but pride was my master in more ways than one.
A high school senior heads to Boston to visit his sister for Halloween. A twist of fate reveals something they would never have admited alone... and it proves to be the one thing that may keep them alive when the best laid plans of a group of college students are lain waste by a force of terrible evil and corruption that has thrived for centuries... Can Charlie Kane be strong enough to live? or will the River of Shadows claim yet another victim...?
What's that saying, 'It never rains but it pours', yeah well you better believe it.
And you really don't want to get caught out. It can be messy... and wet.
Candice looked at the sheet of paper and turned a sort of puce colour. While she was looking, I wondered if justifiable homicide would be the correct plea if I sloshed her around the head with my handbag and broke it...
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