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Campfire Stories, Urban Legends, and Ghost Stories.
By
Cerrridwen Circe Whitethorn
Introduction:
Hello, I'm Cerridwen Circe Whitethorn, I'm seventeen and I'm a Junior at Benton Academy. I'm also an Adventure Scout and I've been one since I turned fourteen. The slim pamphlet you're holding in your hand right now as you read these words is the product of four months of investigative journalism and paranormal research.
Caught dressed in a little girl's dress, Alex must explain himself to his
judgmental mother. He also finds himself befriended by the teenager who lives down
the hill and has to make some decisions about how he is going to proceed from here.
I will get the rest of the story up, but only after the contest closes, sorry. but RL interferance.
This is another story in my FEMELLA AILUROS ARMATURA universe, which includes my better written work of My Name is UGLY. I will just say that this story line is the most complete out of any of my previous works. I truly hope you will vote for NEWE GYRLGYDEN by me, POLYROBOTICS1. This chapter helps cement the other parts around it by providing the light for the story. Thank You.
Easy As Failing On A Bike.
by Angharad
part: three hundred and seventy bloody five!
Time seemed to hang, as the phone rang again. Then it stopped as Stella picked it up. Tom and I looked at each other. She came back in. "Wrong bloody number," she banged her hand on the table in frustration.
Synopsis: Terri is in-over her head and angry to boot. Her mother is the latest in the list of people who know her secret. Who else knows? Is her life ever going to stop getting more complicated?
Charlene never realized how much there was to being a woman of the hills. “Anytime you want to back out and be something besides a woman, you can,” was the words of Lizzie Jane. No way was Charlene going to go back to her old life. If the things she was being taught were what rural women needed to know, she was all for it.
“Where are we going to get another person?” Pam Nolton asked Connie White. They were in the building cafeteria after work and had only 2 hours to come up with another woman to make the thirteen required for their Wicca Ceremony — but the ceremony was being held the same night as the full moon celebrations and all the Wicca friends had plans made for weeks.
I decided to try something different for this contest. I strung together some poems to give a span of a relationship. There is romance in here, honest.
Easy As Staying On A Bike & Winning The Gold Medal!
by Angharad
part: 374.
The afternoon wore on, tediously at times, as I tried not to move my painful ribs. Even going to the loo was a pain, the sitting and standing and bending to wipe the nether region; not a bit funny. I dozed now and again, but would wake myself up either by moving or coughing which produced sharp pain in my chest.
“Okay, listeners, we have a sad story here…” Jane Bronte, hosted her usual radio show on a Sunday morning, playing pop classics that no one could remember, interspersed with audience participation.
Easy As Falling Off A Hospital Bed.
by Bonzi
part: 373
I sat in the chair trying not to move too much, the bruising I'd received from falling off the bed was now becoming painful, and even breathing was hurting. I think I'd probably bashed some ribs a little too hard. If by non-disclosure, I was going to get out of the hospital, I would keep my suffering to myself.
Rikki sat at another short table in the nicely furnished quarters the Battle axe had provided for him. Most of the furniture was sized for dwarves, but fortunately the dwarves replaced the bed with one that he could sleep in without his legs hanging over the end.
“Thank you Battle-axe, for joining us.” Rikki nodded to the dwarf. “We have a few internal matters do address then we’d love to make plans for some fighter practice tomorrow.”
“Aye, we look forward to it as well, Captain.” The Battle-axe nodded.
By Swishy Michael Taylor was a 17-year-old boy living in a town in Australia. Something happened and he found himself on a path to becoming a 17-year-old girl. This is a story about an ordinary teenager that had something extraordinary happen to him and how he tried to cope.
Worlds where being different ISN'T your biggest problem!
Murder at the Shapeshifters' Ball by Rodford Edmiston Buy it on Kindle
Stickmaker's collection of classic SciFi Transformation Tales leads off with a great detective yarn!
Everybody who can be anybody is at the party, including someone willing to kill a beautiful elf!
Thirteen stories set in about ten different worlds deliver mystery, suspense and adventure. With a few important transgender transformations among the furries, aliens and fantastic creatures!
There's a sample of the first story after the break!
Melanie Brown brings us one of her sexy sci-fi romps in Valor, the story of a hapless lieutenant who keeps saving the day by being turned into a bimbo by the enemy.
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