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Just another little story on my feelings.

When home was never a home to begin with, all there is left to do is run.

Looking back at your happiest moments never felt so sad.

You saved me when I was at my breaking point. Now I can breathe again because of you. You could have understood my plight earlier. But don't worry - you were not a moment too late.

Once upon a time there were three types of people. Werewolves, meif~wa, and humans. This story is mainly about the forbidden love between werewolves and meif~was.

Hate is just as strong as Love.

"To love is nothing. To be loved is something. But to love and be loved, that’s everything." — T. Tolis For those who still have someone else in the back of their mind.

This is neither a sermon, nor a horror story. Just a chanced encounter between two adversaries.

I'm shattered. He shatters me. In such a bittersweet way. And he loves me too.

The bond between a grandmother and her adult grandson.

So what does a paracetamol overdose look like? Well first there’s the denial.

I wrote this for my Grandfather after he passed. Inspired by the Mother to Son poem.

A nobleman by the name of Lord Sherrington visits his old friend Lord Hasper in Switzerland, and discovers that he is suffering from a mysterious madness.

During one memorable night in Paris a certain narrator meets an illusionist, by the name of Monsieur François LaFontaine in Paris France, who speaks about time travelling in the future.

Inspector Cauvain joins up for the first time with the Prefect of the Paris Prefecture, Hugo Bonheur to solve there first murder case in Paris.

Inspector Cauvain is asked to assist in solving a mysterious case in Melbourne, Australia.

Inspector Cauvain once more must solve another mysterious case. This time he is in Paris, where he reunites with the Prefect of The Prefecture of Paris Hugo Bonheur, to solve another murder case.

Inspector Cauvain must solve another mysterious case, but this time the murderer is not human, but a large mastiff.