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Tiny Stories: The Scent of Her Lips

“Excuse me, Miss, you might think me forward but might I inquire about your lip rouge? I am familiar with its scent.”

Tiny Stories: Abigail’s Time

As written in The Book of Life, the time had finally come when Abigail Loughly was scheduled to die. A stray bullet during the bank…

Tiny Stories: Contract Renegotiations

Esmee Fernsby took an interest in law from an early age, could stand her ground in an argument, was thorough in her research and work…

Tiny Stories: Annie’s Fury

On the day she officially became a teenager, at the precise moment of her time of birth, Annie began rocking back and forth while…

Tiny Stories: The Night Mare

Once there lived a little girl named, Serina, who would not go to sleep. Her mother, Amanda, tried all manner of remedies to relax the…

Tiny Stories: Wrought From Shadows

It has been three excruciating years since our final devastating war of words and your subsequent departure. In that time my…

Tiny Stories: Under The Twilight Moon

Daphne put on a brave face in public because she had to be strong for her children, but not only was she a mother, she was also a widow who…

Tiny Stories: Inside Me Lives A Demon

Your attempts to befriend me are very much appreciated but also terribly unwise. You think I am being humble because you believe you…

Tiny Stories: The Quest For True Love

Of all Oriel’s many lovers, she admired Rasmus the most. He possessed a sexual allure that shone from the depth of his emerald eyes…

Tiny Stories: Penny Century

If ever a person’s monicker did exactly what it said on the tin, it was Penny Century…

Tiny Stories: Vacated Atmosphere

She knew alcohol was a bad prescription for the depression that ailed her but it was a necessary evil to chase away certain demons…

Tiny Stories: Disappearing Act

I only realized Melanie Houdini was related to the famed magician and entertainer Harry after I asked her to marry me and she disappeared…

Tiny Stories: It Wasn’t Always Like This

It wasn’t always like this. I wasn’t always like this. I remember a time when I wore a younger man’s face, when I discovered what true…

Tiny Stories: Extension of Me

Some people were born with an inquisitive mind and in the case of my father, his thirst of knowledge led him on a path to the sciences…

Tiny Stories: The Special Gift

Her dream was to be delivered to a purchaser in a far off land of opportunity, somewhere lush like America, where she could trade in…

Tiny Stories: A Love Artificial

Once, in the gloomy and perpetually rainy City of AlphaNumeric, there was created an automaton who was said to be the constructed embodiment of love…

Tiny Stories: It Was A Dark And Stormy Night

It was a dark and stormy night…in my soul, the type I was all too familiar with—where all my relationships with loved ones and acquaintances rested, but I was not at peace….

Tiny Stories: Moppet Forest

If any patch of land was truly haunted, it was Moppet Forest. According to legend, the woods were originally purchased by a…

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