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100 word story 💔 #100wordstory #momspresso #momspressoblogger #shortstory

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8/17/2019
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shortstory Once upon a time there was a bug who climbed on a bird. 
He couldn’t just settle for being a bug on a bird..... he had to be a bug on top of a bird. 
Then the bird ate him. 
The End #shortstory #bugs #birds #gull #lakeerie #lakeerielove #lorain

Once upon a time there was a bug who climbed on a bird. He couldn’t just settle for being a bug on a bird..... he had to be a bug on top of a bird. Then the bird ate him. The End #shortstory #bugs #birds #gull #lakeerie #lakeerielove #lorain

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8/17/2019
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shortstory 《 Virgo 》
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- please don't judge, this story is special to me :")
- MANY APOLOGIES ABT MY LATE POSTS
- My birthday was last sunday (August 11th; yes, I have the same bd as @chrishemsworth)
#actuallyhappened #shortstory #ily3000 #writer

《 Virgo 》 - - - - - please don't judge, this story is special to me :") - MANY APOLOGIES ABT MY LATE POSTS - My birthday was last sunday (August 11th; yes, I have the same bd as @chrishemsworth) #actuallyhappened #shortstory #ily3000 #writer

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8/17/2019
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shortstory An extraordinary story of a father who never gave up on his 2-year-old’s battle with cancer and continues to keep him alive in our memories. Follow his story at http://bit.ly/SagniksMemorialFunds

An extraordinary story of a father who never gave up on his 2-year-old’s battle with cancer and continues to keep him alive in our memories. Follow his story at http://bit.ly/SagniksMemorialFunds

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8/17/2019
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shortstory SHORT STORY REVIEW: Blowups Happen, by Robert Heinlein
FEATURED IN: Astounding Science Fiction, September 1940
RATING: 7/10
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BLURB: Control was impossible - except on theory. And that drove men mad, and madmen invited an explosion that would wreck the planet!
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I've been very pleased to discover that the bounded vintage edition of Astounding Science Fiction that I own (including the September, October, November, and December editions of 1940) contains quite a few stories from the sci-fi "greats", such as Robert Heinlein and Isaac Asimov. I've never read any of Heinlein's work, in particular, so was keen to read this "classic" work of science-fiction.
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The story itself centres around the premise that men working on nuclear power plants slowly and routinely go "mad" due to the pressure of trying not to "screw up" and accidentally blow up the planet. In order to try and prevent this, psychologists are hired to monitor the scientists, but if anything this only stresses them out more. The head of a particularly large power plant brings in a particularly successful psychologist to try and solve the problem.
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It's an interesting concept, though the age of the piece is obvious. The "stress" of working on nuclear power is not considered a serious problem today (though maybe it should? I mean, if you're not concerned about accidentally blowing up the planet and/or causing Chernobyl 2.0 then I would consider /that/ of psychological concern...)
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Overall, though, the story wasn't very "exciting" and fell flat, for me. Admittedly I'm not entirely sure if this is because I'm simply used to science-fiction being more "action focused", or if others would have the same response to this story, too.

SHORT STORY REVIEW: Blowups Happen, by Robert Heinlein FEATURED IN: Astounding Science Fiction, September 1940 RATING: 7/10 . BLURB: Control was impossible - except on theory. And that drove men mad, and madmen invited an explosion that would wreck the planet! . I've been very pleased to discover that the bounded vintage edition of Astounding Science Fiction that I own (including the September, October, November, and December editions of 1940) contains quite a few stories from the sci-fi "greats", such as Robert Heinlein and Isaac Asimov. I've never read any of Heinlein's work, in particular, so was keen to read this "classic" work of science-fiction. . The story itself centres around the premise that men working on nuclear power plants slowly and routinely go "mad" due to the pressure of trying not to "screw up" and accidentally blow up the planet. In order to try and prevent this, psychologists are hired to monitor the scientists, but if anything this only stresses them out more. The head of a particularly large power plant brings in a particularly successful psychologist to try and solve the problem. . It's an interesting concept, though the age of the piece is obvious. The "stress" of working on nuclear power is not considered a serious problem today (though maybe it should? I mean, if you're not concerned about accidentally blowing up the planet and/or causing Chernobyl 2.0 then I would consider /that/ of psychological concern...) . Overall, though, the story wasn't very "exciting" and fell flat, for me. Admittedly I'm not entirely sure if this is because I'm simply used to science-fiction being more "action focused", or if others would have the same response to this story, too.

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8/17/2019
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shortstory Tu meri aashiqui se anjaan hai.
Mohabbat pe aitbaar krne se ghabraata hai.
Maana, tune mujhe abhi jaana nahi
Par Meri pyaar se tu anjaan nahi

Hastages:#shortstory #loveletter #yqbaba #anjaan_aashiqui #love4tigerchan #love #yourquote #quote #stories #qotd #quoteoftheday #wordporn #quotestagram #wordswag #wordsofwisdom #inspirationalquotes #writeaway #thoughts #poetry #instawriters #writersofinstagram #writersofig #writersofindia #igwriters #igwritersclub

Tu meri aashiqui se anjaan hai. Mohabbat pe aitbaar krne se ghabraata hai. Maana, tune mujhe abhi jaana nahi Par Meri pyaar se tu anjaan nahi Hastages:#shortstory #loveletter #yqbaba #anjaan_aashiqui #love4tigerchan #love #yourquote #quote #stories #qotd #quoteoftheday #wordporn #quotestagram #wordswag #wordsofwisdom #inspirationalquotes #writeaway #thoughts #poetry #instawriters #writersofinstagram #writersofig #writersofindia #igwriters #igwritersclub

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8/17/2019
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shortstory .
"Well yeah, I'm coming home right now," a ginger woman spoke over the phone, her car lights flashing as she pointed her keys to it. "I needed a drink, is that a whole problem?" she continued, stopping dead in her tracks. Rusted street lamps hung over her as the bugs from the concrete exploded under her heels. "Faye, I can't explain to you how I'm ready for Benji to be with me." The saliva moved around her teeth, soaking them once again. Her feet clicked against the ground, her eyes shifted around to stare at the rotting wood around the convenient store. The night sky hovered over her as two shadows followed behind her, one being taller than the other. "I'm about to get in my car, calm down," she reassured, grabbing the chipped handle. Laughing left her as the other person on the line spoke, the second shadow growing closer. An arm wrapped around her neck, the figure yanking them back. The phone shattered against the ground, the ginger kicking her feet as she threw herself around. The figure's other arm wrapped around the female's waist, the girl choking against them. Their body shoved into the car, the alarm setting off. "It'll end very soon," they whispered in her ear, the warm breath being the last thing the woman felt. 
Eyes fluttering open, darkness greeted her. Quiet dripping filled the room, the scent of iron filling her nose. The woman sat in shock, rough rope scratching at her wrists. The sound of music played softly, her breathing picking up. The beat of the song looped with her heartbeat, her brain processing the situation. The moment she figured out what was going on, something struck something else. Footsteps followed behind her, her body shivering. "The beauty of someone looking like someone different is quite interesting," the voice started, their accent not hitting the woman, "Sometimes, people do mix you up with someone else. It had to have happened to you." The steps grew louder, the final step smashing into the ground. "You gave a fight, let me tell you that," they congratulated, their solo clap echoing in the room. "I swear I'm not that one guy from the Saw movies," they reassured, a laugh leaving them from the joke. "Now, ask me […]

. "Well yeah, I'm coming home right now," a ginger woman spoke over the phone, her car lights flashing as she pointed her keys to it. "I needed a drink, is that a whole problem?" she continued, stopping dead in her tracks. Rusted street lamps hung over her as the bugs from the concrete exploded under her heels. "Faye, I can't explain to you how I'm ready for Benji to be with me." The saliva moved around her teeth, soaking them once again. Her feet clicked against the ground, her eyes shifted around to stare at the rotting wood around the convenient store. The night sky hovered over her as two shadows followed behind her, one being taller than the other. "I'm about to get in my car, calm down," she reassured, grabbing the chipped handle. Laughing left her as the other person on the line spoke, the second shadow growing closer. An arm wrapped around her neck, the figure yanking them back. The phone shattered against the ground, the ginger kicking her feet as she threw herself around. The figure's other arm wrapped around the female's waist, the girl choking against them. Their body shoved into the car, the alarm setting off. "It'll end very soon," they whispered in her ear, the warm breath being the last thing the woman felt. Eyes fluttering open, darkness greeted her. Quiet dripping filled the room, the scent of iron filling her nose. The woman sat in shock, rough rope scratching at her wrists. The sound of music played softly, her breathing picking up. The beat of the song looped with her heartbeat, her brain processing the situation. The moment she figured out what was going on, something struck something else. Footsteps followed behind her, her body shivering. "The beauty of someone looking like someone different is quite interesting," the voice started, their accent not hitting the woman, "Sometimes, people do mix you up with someone else. It had to have happened to you." The steps grew louder, the final step smashing into the ground. "You gave a fight, let me tell you that," they congratulated, their solo clap echoing in the room. "I swear I'm not that one guy from the Saw movies," they reassured, a laugh leaving them from the joke. "Now, ask me […]

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8/17/2019
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shortstory heaven - 7/28/19
imagine being so happy about life that you wake up in the morning and smile before you even open your eyes. you wake up refreshed with the thought that you are but a fraction of the universe, yet you get to utilize all the universe has provided you with. energy. oxygen in your lungs. blood circulating through your hands, your feet, and your heart. imagine drinking a glass of water in the morning and being grateful for every single drop. imagine not taking a sip and discarding the rest, but really feeling every drop light up your body. i guess that’s heaven to me.

heaven - 7/28/19 imagine being so happy about life that you wake up in the morning and smile before you even open your eyes. you wake up refreshed with the thought that you are but a fraction of the universe, yet you get to utilize all the universe has provided you with. energy. oxygen in your lungs. blood circulating through your hands, your feet, and your heart. imagine drinking a glass of water in the morning and being grateful for every single drop. imagine not taking a sip and discarding the rest, but really feeling every drop light up your body. i guess that’s heaven to me.

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8/17/2019
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shortstory This based on Leo Tolstoy, a Russian writer short story "The Stone Plum" (I'm sorry if the plums are barely seen😅). My entry for #fruitteamcollab , and I'm from #fruitteampurple 😆💜💜💜
Check out my other team mates:
@buckatone_art 
@dialsyn 
@letsartjim7 
@ryuubee_ 
@noraspellmandraws 
@thundermei6 
@alyana_draws 
@dammit_tsar 
@kuurisutina 
@palkiart
#art #digitaldrawing #painttoolsai2 #plum #fruit #leotolstoy #shortstory #fruitteamcollab #fruitteampurple

This based on Leo Tolstoy, a Russian writer short story "The Stone Plum" (I'm sorry if the plums are barely seen😅). My entry for #fruitteamcollab , and I'm from #fruitteampurple 😆💜💜💜 Check out my other team mates: @buckatone_art @dialsyn @letsartjim7 @ryuubee_ @noraspellmandraws @thundermei6 @alyana_draws @dammit_tsar @kuurisutina @palkiart #art #digitaldrawing #painttoolsai2 #plum #fruit #leotolstoy #shortstory #fruitteamcollab #fruitteampurple

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8/17/2019
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shortstory Veronica was on a team competing for a NASA prize. This was their first model. From "Ernest Here is a Poet" #artistsoninstagram #webcomic #wip #shortstory #kevinmarshallDOTme #autodesksketchbook #3dmodeling

Veronica was on a team competing for a NASA prize. This was their first model. From "Ernest Here is a Poet" #artistsoninstagram #webcomic #wip #shortstory #kevinmarshallDOTme #autodesksketchbook #3dmodeling

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8/17/2019
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shortstory Where They Found Me
New short #horror series coming soon to my blog
#checkout what else I have for you to see!
#linkinbio

Where They Found Me New short #horror series coming soon to my blog #checkout what else I have for you to see! #linkinbio

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8/17/2019
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shortstory In a future where Minister Prime has mandated everything from the pets we keep to the water we drink, will Aiz find a way to sidestep the rules?

https://www.writingzen.info/post/rebellious-waters

#shortstory #writinglife #reading

In a future where Minister Prime has mandated everything from the pets we keep to the water we drink, will Aiz find a way to sidestep the rules? https://www.writingzen.info/post/rebellious-waters #shortstory #writinglife #reading

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8/17/2019
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shortstory #SHORTSTORY I'm sitting here with my little girls Anyah 12 1/2 yrs and Arrieanna 11 yrs old... We are watching " Girls Incarcerated and Locked Up" ... I just had take a moment to breathe/cry and be Grateful....
It was actually their idea inspired by all talks we are always having...
I use my life trials and experiences doing my best to coach my girls through life...
As bad as I would like to tell them everything is going to be alright... Wishing I could shield them from it all... I know it's not that easy...
It doesn't matter how your raised, what color you are, whether you want to be a hero or a villain.... The world is moving at a rapid speed and it's getting worse... So many want out, so many want to do better, some just need love, others are just becoming lost crying out for help with nowhere to turn... Drugs have become best friends, mothers,  substituting fathers, replacing positive thoughts... Self-mutilation has become a trend of trying to erase the scars we self inflict.... Suicide has become the gateway to imagining Freedom.... I must do everything in MY WILL POWER to break these chains connected from the past to the future... I AM THE IN BETWEEN... THIS IS WHERE IT ENDS... I FEEL IT WITHIN!!!
#IAMHER #MYLEGACYDEFINED #WORLDCHANGER #AWOMANOFFAITH #THELASTFIRSTEVE #MADELINEOFEDEN

#SHORTSTORY I'm sitting here with my little girls Anyah 12 1/2 yrs and Arrieanna 11 yrs old... We are watching " Girls Incarcerated and Locked Up" ... I just had take a moment to breathe/cry and be Grateful.... It was actually their idea inspired by all talks we are always having... I use my life trials and experiences doing my best to coach my girls through life... As bad as I would like to tell them everything is going to be alright... Wishing I could shield them from it all... I know it's not that easy... It doesn't matter how your raised, what color you are, whether you want to be a hero or a villain.... The world is moving at a rapid speed and it's getting worse... So many want out, so many want to do better, some just need love, others are just becoming lost crying out for help with nowhere to turn... Drugs have become best friends, mothers, substituting fathers, replacing positive thoughts... Self-mutilation has become a trend of trying to erase the scars we self inflict.... Suicide has become the gateway to imagining Freedom.... I must do everything in MY WILL POWER to break these chains connected from the past to the future... I AM THE IN BETWEEN... THIS IS WHERE IT ENDS... I FEEL IT WITHIN!!! #IAMHER #MYLEGACYDEFINED #WORLDCHANGER #AWOMANOFFAITH #THELASTFIRSTEVE #MADELINEOFEDEN

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8/17/2019
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shortstory // Life teaches us that the sometimes the greatest things are worth waiting for. But when  it happens, it will just happen, without warning, without clue. #love
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When it happens
It just happens 
There is little you can do
When it happens
It becomes a feeling that
You simply can’t undo 
When it happens
It just happens
Without warning, without clue
But now it’s happened 
There’s no way that you can
stop me loving you
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By YAYA
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© poetrybyyaya
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#spilledink #poetrycommunity #poeticjustice  #writers #love #poem #poemoftheday #sheisme #poetsoftheworld #writingcommunity #poetrysociety #poetryporn #womenwhowrite #creativewriting  #poem #writersoflove #yayabates #creativelife #shortstory #thoughtsbyyaya #writerslife #poetryislife #poemoftheday #poetrytribe #bymepoetry #artlixirpoetry#poemoftheday #poetrytribe

// Life teaches us that the sometimes the greatest things are worth waiting for. But when it happens, it will just happen, without warning, without clue. #love . When it happens It just happens There is little you can do When it happens It becomes a feeling that You simply can’t undo When it happens It just happens Without warning, without clue But now it’s happened There’s no way that you can stop me loving you . By YAYA . © poetrybyyaya . #spilledink #poetrycommunity #poeticjustice #writers #love #poem #poemoftheday #sheisme #poetsoftheworld #writingcommunity #poetrysociety #poetryporn #womenwhowrite #creativewriting #poem #writersoflove #yayabates #creativelife #shortstory #thoughtsbyyaya #writerslife #poetryislife #poemoftheday #poetrytribe #bymepoetry #artlixirpoetry#poemoftheday #poetrytribe

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8/17/2019
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shortstory Lançamento da antologia Pequenos Contos Grandes Histórias

Fotos: Ibu Jean Rocha

#editoraegráficaheliópolis #literaturabrasileira #literatura #conto #shortstory

Lançamento da antologia Pequenos Contos Grandes Histórias Fotos: Ibu Jean Rocha #editoraegráficaheliópolis #literaturabrasileira #literatura #conto #shortstory

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8/17/2019
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shortstory Finally! It's out there, it's out there!!! Here I am performing my first ever short story on YouTube!! Here is a snippet, watch the full video on YouTube, link in Bio! 
Also, follow my writer @avyan.stories for more such amazing short stories!! Hope you all like it!

#myfirstshortstory#mystory#shortstory#storiesonyoutube#reallyshortstories#shotoncanon

Finally! It's out there, it's out there!!! Here I am performing my first ever short story on YouTube!! Here is a snippet, watch the full video on YouTube, link in Bio! Also, follow my writer @avyan.stories for more such amazing short stories!! Hope you all like it! #myfirstshortstory#mystory#shortstory#storiesonyoutube#reallyshortstories#shotoncanon

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8/17/2019
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shortstory ‪We’ve got some big things in the works to celebrate last year’s Artist Residency Workshop series #NoFakeNews; just in time to introduce our new series, #CómicsQueCuran next month! But first, stay tuned for details of our collaboration with @outfrontdecaux in Boyle Heights soon!✊🏾‬

‪We’ve got some big things in the works to celebrate last year’s Artist Residency Workshop series #NoFakeNews; just in time to introduce our new series, #CómicsQueCuran next month! But first, stay tuned for details of our collaboration with @outfrontdecaux in Boyle Heights soon!✊🏾‬

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8/17/2019
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shortstory Six Memories
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I kind of like this, and I kind of hate it, so I have no idea whether I’m going to keep this on my profile... -
if you enjoyed the story, please like, comment or share 😊

Six Memories - I kind of like this, and I kind of hate it, so I have no idea whether I’m going to keep this on my profile... - if you enjoyed the story, please like, comment or share 😊

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8/17/2019
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shortstory Finally received some copies of my book The Mirror Trials, (technically a novella) in the mail today from the publishing company. Can you believe Beshkawlmi exists on real paper now? LOL! Hahhaa. 
#publishing #author #writer #fiction #writing #shortstory #fantasy #writersofinstagram #novel #novella #themirrortrials #fitfulfearfulphantasmal #ffp #macabre #youngadultbooks

Finally received some copies of my book The Mirror Trials, (technically a novella) in the mail today from the publishing company. Can you believe Beshkawlmi exists on real paper now? LOL! Hahhaa. #publishing #author #writer #fiction #writing #shortstory #fantasy #writersofinstagram #novel #novella #themirrortrials #fitfulfearfulphantasmal #ffp #macabre #youngadultbooks

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8/17/2019
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shortstory Perro de cuatro colas
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A la distancia se ven como racimos móviles de girasoles cuando caminan en manada por las llanuras. Distraen con una de sus colas y atacan ferozmente. .
El Alebrijeario
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#ElAlebrijeario #alebrije #alebrijes #albertbrijes #ilustración #illustration #illustrator #oaxaca #méxico #mexico #mx #color #tradición #tradition #mexicanart #color #art #arte #cuento #microcuento #shortstory #design #graphicdesign #graphicdesigner #pelcastremx #perro #dog #tail #cola

Perro de cuatro colas . A la distancia se ven como racimos móviles de girasoles cuando caminan en manada por las llanuras. Distraen con una de sus colas y atacan ferozmente. . El Alebrijeario 22/365 . #ElAlebrijeario #alebrije #alebrijes #albertbrijes #ilustración #illustration #illustrator #oaxaca #méxico #mexico #mx #color #tradición #tradition #mexicanart #color #art #arte #cuento #microcuento #shortstory #design #graphicdesign #graphicdesigner #pelcastremx #perro #dog #tail #cola

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8/17/2019
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shortstory Perro de cuatro colas
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A la distancia se ven como racimos móviles de girasoles cuando caminan en manada por las llanuras. Distraen con una de sus colas y atacan ferozmente. .
El Alebrijeario
22/365
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#ElAlebrijeario #alebrije #alebrijes #albertbrijes #ilustración #illustration #illustrator #oaxaca #méxico #mexico #mx #color #tradición #tradition #mexicanart #color #art #arte #cuento #microcuento #shortstory #design #graphicdesign #graphicdesigner #pelcastremx #perro #dog #tail #cola

Perro de cuatro colas . A la distancia se ven como racimos móviles de girasoles cuando caminan en manada por las llanuras. Distraen con una de sus colas y atacan ferozmente. . El Alebrijeario 22/365 . #ElAlebrijeario #alebrije #alebrijes #albertbrijes #ilustración #illustration #illustrator #oaxaca #méxico #mexico #mx #color #tradición #tradition #mexicanart #color #art #arte #cuento #microcuento #shortstory #design #graphicdesign #graphicdesigner #pelcastremx #perro #dog #tail #cola

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8/17/2019
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shortstory Time heals 💎 but maybe right now isn’t the right time

Time heals 💎 but maybe right now isn’t the right time

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8/17/2019
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shortstory This is about YOU...whether you want to admit it or not...🗣🇺🇸
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#shortstory #indieauthor #newauthors #books #fictionwriting #shortfiction #scream #booksonbooks #bookworm #indieartist

This is about YOU...whether you want to admit it or not...🗣🇺🇸 . . . . #shortstory #indieauthor #newauthors #books #fictionwriting #shortfiction #scream #booksonbooks #bookworm #indieartist

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8/17/2019
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shortstory The uktan is a fictional megaraptoran featured in my latest Tales of Kaimere short story, Koban's Menagerie. Link to eBook in my bio!

Once an uktan bull reaches maturity, their flaxen mane grows in brown. The cornfield skin and keratin hornlets on their faces takes on a brighter yellow, and flares out as a bright crown befitting the king of beasts. They will often grow to around 40 feet in length and weigh upwards of 7 tons, although Only an adult modotan sauropod is safe from their assault, and even they can be taken down when several adults cooperate. However, a majority of their prey are the large herds of ungulates like wild horses and gazelle that their offspring corral to the bull and his mate. Uktans don't naturally develop a taste for humans (there are occasional man-eater bulls injured in a fight that turn to men), but love horses, and it is a rare rider who survives his horse being snatched by this giant drake.

#bull #creature #dinosaur #drake #horse #megaraptor #monster #prairie #shortstory #steppes #trex #tyrannosaurus #uktan #amwriting #talesofkaimere #kobansmenagerie #argunite #oc

The uktan is a fictional megaraptoran featured in my latest Tales of Kaimere short story, Koban's Menagerie. Link to eBook in my bio! Once an uktan bull reaches maturity, their flaxen mane grows in brown. The cornfield skin and keratin hornlets on their faces takes on a brighter yellow, and flares out as a bright crown befitting the king of beasts. They will often grow to around 40 feet in length and weigh upwards of 7 tons, although Only an adult modotan sauropod is safe from their assault, and even they can be taken down when several adults cooperate. However, a majority of their prey are the large herds of ungulates like wild horses and gazelle that their offspring corral to the bull and his mate. Uktans don't naturally develop a taste for humans (there are occasional man-eater bulls injured in a fight that turn to men), but love horses, and it is a rare rider who survives his horse being snatched by this giant drake. #bull #creature #dinosaur #drake #horse #megaraptor #monster #prairie #shortstory #steppes #trex #tyrannosaurus #uktan #amwriting #talesofkaimere #kobansmenagerie #argunite #oc

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8/17/2019
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shortstory Le silence des larmes
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Les larmes sont silencieuses. Nos chagrins les plus vrais n'ont pour s'exprimer que les larmes, pluie de notre cœur brisé. Les cris ne sont jamais l'expression de la peine, seulement ceux de la souffrance. On dit que les plus grandes douleurs sont silencieuses. De même qu'il n'y a pas de mots pour dire nos plus grands amours. Les mots et les cris de l'amour sont ceux du plaisir, pas ceux de ce qui nous envahit quand nous ne faisons plus qu'un avec l'être aimé. Je pense à toi n'est-il pas un plus mot d'amour que je t'aime. Tu es dans mes pensées. Je pense à toi. Qu'a-t-on besoin de dire de plus. A partir de combien de mots l'amour ou la peine sont vrais, sont grands. Aimer le temps d'un rêve n'est-il pas autant bref qu'éternel. Tellement de mots, il me faudrait pour te dire ce rêve d'amour de toi dont le silence de ma bouche sur la tienne est la plus belle des épilogues de ce rêve. C'est dans le silence de notre cœur que chagrin et amour se rejoignent. Le cœur ne pense pas, il aime ou il se brise. Ça fait longtemps que je n'ai pas eu de tes nouvelles. Comment vas-tu ? Interrogations qu'on nous lance pour nous sortir de notre silence. Est-ce parce qu'on lui manque que l'autre nous demande des mots ou par la peur de notre silence qui lui rappelle trop les siens. Pourquoi toujours des mots pour dire ce qu'on pense quand le silence est le plus parlant. Il faut bien se soumettre aux lois de la société humaine et dire les mots qu'on attend de nous pour rompre le silence, chaude couverture de nos plus grandes peines et de nos plus belles pensées. Alors on ment. Le mensonge, cet autre silence. 
#histoirecourte #shortstory #silence #chagrin #heartache #pensee #thought #virginiawoolf

Le silence des larmes . Les larmes sont silencieuses. Nos chagrins les plus vrais n'ont pour s'exprimer que les larmes, pluie de notre cœur brisé. Les cris ne sont jamais l'expression de la peine, seulement ceux de la souffrance. On dit que les plus grandes douleurs sont silencieuses. De même qu'il n'y a pas de mots pour dire nos plus grands amours. Les mots et les cris de l'amour sont ceux du plaisir, pas ceux de ce qui nous envahit quand nous ne faisons plus qu'un avec l'être aimé. Je pense à toi n'est-il pas un plus mot d'amour que je t'aime. Tu es dans mes pensées. Je pense à toi. Qu'a-t-on besoin de dire de plus. A partir de combien de mots l'amour ou la peine sont vrais, sont grands. Aimer le temps d'un rêve n'est-il pas autant bref qu'éternel. Tellement de mots, il me faudrait pour te dire ce rêve d'amour de toi dont le silence de ma bouche sur la tienne est la plus belle des épilogues de ce rêve. C'est dans le silence de notre cœur que chagrin et amour se rejoignent. Le cœur ne pense pas, il aime ou il se brise. Ça fait longtemps que je n'ai pas eu de tes nouvelles. Comment vas-tu ? Interrogations qu'on nous lance pour nous sortir de notre silence. Est-ce parce qu'on lui manque que l'autre nous demande des mots ou par la peur de notre silence qui lui rappelle trop les siens. Pourquoi toujours des mots pour dire ce qu'on pense quand le silence est le plus parlant. Il faut bien se soumettre aux lois de la société humaine et dire les mots qu'on attend de nous pour rompre le silence, chaude couverture de nos plus grandes peines et de nos plus belles pensées. Alors on ment. Le mensonge, cet autre silence. #histoirecourte #shortstory #silence #chagrin #heartache #pensee #thought #virginiawoolf

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8/17/2019
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shortstory The short story I wrote based on this photo is done!It passed the scrutiny of my favorite 11 year old, so I'll be getting it ready for e-reading on all the platforms. It'll be a whopping 99 cents for a story simply called Sunflowers. #writersofinstagram #selfpublish #shortstory

The short story I wrote based on this photo is done!It passed the scrutiny of my favorite 11 year old, so I'll be getting it ready for e-reading on all the platforms. It'll be a whopping 99 cents for a story simply called Sunflowers. #writersofinstagram #selfpublish #shortstory

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8/17/2019
5
shortstory This one is from the second chapter called "Furby". 😍
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This one is from the second chapter called "Furby". 😍 ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- #Writers #Writer #Writing #WritingCommunity #WritingLife #AuthorCommunity #PoetryCommunity #Write #Author #Authors #Poet #Poetry #Poets #TheMidnightHour #Thriller #Wattpad #WattpadReaders #Shortstory #scary #Quote #WritingQuote #AuthorQuote #Furby

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8/17/2019
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shortstory This is from the first chapter called "Playthings". 😍 Lol. I love that Wattpad let's you do this.
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This is from the first chapter called "Playthings". 😍 Lol. I love that Wattpad let's you do this. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- #Writers #Writer #Writing #WritingCommunity #WritingLife #AuthorCommunity #PoetryCommunity #Write #Author #Authors #Poet #Poetry #Poets #TheMidnightHour #Thriller #Wattpad #WattpadReaders #Shortstory #scary #Quote #WritingQuote #AuthorQuote #WattpadQuotes

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8/17/2019
5
shortstory Things Found in Books: my wife is a big Ellis Peters fan so, when I saw this epic historical book at the FotL bookstore yesterday, I grabbed it. Closer inspection showed it to be a UK edition of a book. Even closer inspection showed the bookmark is a genuine leather bookmark from Christ Church, Oxford University. I wonder how it ended up in New Castle, Pennsylvania?

#thingsfoundinbooks #morsewashere ... #reader #readersofinstagram #shortstorywriter #shortstory #westernauthor #historicalfiction #historicalfictionnovel

Things Found in Books: my wife is a big Ellis Peters fan so, when I saw this epic historical book at the FotL bookstore yesterday, I grabbed it. Closer inspection showed it to be a UK edition of a book. Even closer inspection showed the bookmark is a genuine leather bookmark from Christ Church, Oxford University. I wonder how it ended up in New Castle, Pennsylvania? #thingsfoundinbooks #morsewashere ... #reader #readersofinstagram #shortstorywriter #shortstory #westernauthor #historicalfiction #historicalfictionnovel

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8/17/2019
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shortstory La vie dans une coquille
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Des escargots, nous pouvons en croiser souvent, surtout quand il a plu et à l'automne. Mais là, c'est l'été et la canicule. Qu'est-ce qui a poussé cet escargot à grimper sur ce mur, dans cette rue du centre-ville ? Le sol est de bitume, trottoir et rue. A-t-il traversé la rue du jardin public pour venir jusque là ? Quelle drôle d'idée d'abandonner un parc de terre et de verdure pour venir sur un mur de béton. La lenteur de sa vie d'escargot lui a fait traverser des périls pour une folie, une folie d'escargot. L'escargot est un mollusque terrestre qui n'a qu'une coquille de calcaire pour le protéger. Notre cerveau aussi est un mollusque dans une coquille de calcaire. D'elle nous croyons en être libre parce que nous marchons, or il n'en est rien. Toute notre pensée, notre imaginaire tiennent dans ce crâne, cette petite coquille, comme l'escargot. Parce que nous courrons, nous croyons aller vite, alors que notre vie est longue. Sur son échelle de temps, nous n'allons pas plus vite qu'un escargot. Comme lui, nous ne sommes pas certain d'arriver de l'autre côté de la rue, de ces rues, épreuves de la vie que nous traversons. Combien ont été écrasés dans leur ambition sous le pas de l'ambition d'autres ? Combien ont séché en grimpant les murs de la gloire ou juste ceux de la vie ? Prenez bien garde, vous qui vous émerveillés de votre bave et croyez que votre coquille est la plus remplie et la plus belle de toutes. N'oubliez pas qu'un escargot qui sort de son jardin pour monter un mur est plus admirable à mes yeux que vous misérables et vaniteux êtres humains de magazines et de télévision. Si la réincarnation existe, je voudrais être réincarné en  escargot. Pas vous ? 
#histoirecourte #shortstory #escargot #snail

La vie dans une coquille . Des escargots, nous pouvons en croiser souvent, surtout quand il a plu et à l'automne. Mais là, c'est l'été et la canicule. Qu'est-ce qui a poussé cet escargot à grimper sur ce mur, dans cette rue du centre-ville ? Le sol est de bitume, trottoir et rue. A-t-il traversé la rue du jardin public pour venir jusque là ? Quelle drôle d'idée d'abandonner un parc de terre et de verdure pour venir sur un mur de béton. La lenteur de sa vie d'escargot lui a fait traverser des périls pour une folie, une folie d'escargot. L'escargot est un mollusque terrestre qui n'a qu'une coquille de calcaire pour le protéger. Notre cerveau aussi est un mollusque dans une coquille de calcaire. D'elle nous croyons en être libre parce que nous marchons, or il n'en est rien. Toute notre pensée, notre imaginaire tiennent dans ce crâne, cette petite coquille, comme l'escargot. Parce que nous courrons, nous croyons aller vite, alors que notre vie est longue. Sur son échelle de temps, nous n'allons pas plus vite qu'un escargot. Comme lui, nous ne sommes pas certain d'arriver de l'autre côté de la rue, de ces rues, épreuves de la vie que nous traversons. Combien ont été écrasés dans leur ambition sous le pas de l'ambition d'autres ? Combien ont séché en grimpant les murs de la gloire ou juste ceux de la vie ? Prenez bien garde, vous qui vous émerveillés de votre bave et croyez que votre coquille est la plus remplie et la plus belle de toutes. N'oubliez pas qu'un escargot qui sort de son jardin pour monter un mur est plus admirable à mes yeux que vous misérables et vaniteux êtres humains de magazines et de télévision. Si la réincarnation existe, je voudrais être réincarné en escargot. Pas vous ? #histoirecourte #shortstory #escargot #snail

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8/17/2019
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shortstory About to climb a tree to find some clarity.

About to climb a tree to find some clarity.

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8/17/2019
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shortstory The incorrect way of giving head in a literal world.
http://sungmokoo.com/2019/08/17/you-cant-spell-diet-without-die/ LINK IN PROFILE
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#sungmokoocom #shortstory #flashfiction #cannibalism

The incorrect way of giving head in a literal world. http://sungmokoo.com/2019/08/17/you-cant-spell-diet-without-die/ LINK IN PROFILE . . . . . #sungmokoocom #shortstory #flashfiction #cannibalism

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8/17/2019
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shortstory Time suddenly stopped, but there was no smile. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
A dark cloud encircled her, but this was no dream. Not even a nightmare would be so terrifying, for from that she could wake. How could she reverse the flow of time? Such a cruel fate. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Every time when she felt helpless, his warm words & smiles would always appear... ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀What now?
How does one recover from a loss so dear? ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
In her memories, under a glorious light he forever would shine. Goodbye my loving Bai.. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
#lovenikki #lovenikkigame #lovenikkidressup #lovenikkioutfits #lovenikkisets #starrycorridor #lovenikkistarrycorridor #lovenikkidressupqueen #lovenikkidressupgame #lovenikkifriends #miraclenikki #miraclenikki360mobi #storytime #interactivestory #shortstory #mobilegamer #mobilegame #lovenikkimobilegame #anime #animated #animation #headcanon #fandom #miraclenikki #headcannon #lovenikkiinsta #starrycorridorart #aesthetic

Time suddenly stopped, but there was no smile. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ A dark cloud encircled her, but this was no dream. Not even a nightmare would be so terrifying, for from that she could wake. How could she reverse the flow of time? Such a cruel fate. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Every time when she felt helpless, his warm words & smiles would always appear... ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀What now? How does one recover from a loss so dear? ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ In her memories, under a glorious light he forever would shine. Goodbye my loving Bai.. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #lovenikki #lovenikkigame #lovenikkidressup #lovenikkioutfits #lovenikkisets #starrycorridor #lovenikkistarrycorridor #lovenikkidressupqueen #lovenikkidressupgame #lovenikkifriends #miraclenikki #miraclenikki360mobi #storytime #interactivestory #shortstory #mobilegamer #mobilegame #lovenikkimobilegame #anime #animated #animation #headcanon #fandom #miraclenikki #headcannon #lovenikkiinsta #starrycorridorart #aesthetic

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8/17/2019
14
shortstory From the opening line, this short story grabbed my heart and held on tight.  I liked the funky spelling because it served as a reminder that this was not just any old storyteller.  This one was special.  In fact, I had a voice in my head that was conjured by those werds as if Fox 8 were telling me the story himself.  The mental images were very Wes Anderson but that probably says more about me than the story.  Finally, I completely stand behind the message of the book.  If everyone did, we’d all be better off.

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From the opening line, this short story grabbed my heart and held on tight. I liked the funky spelling because it served as a reminder that this was not just any old storyteller. This one was special. In fact, I had a voice in my head that was conjured by those werds as if Fox 8 were telling me the story himself. The mental images were very Wes Anderson but that probably says more about me than the story. Finally, I completely stand behind the message of the book. If everyone did, we’d all be better off. #bookreview #books #bookworm #bookreviewer #book #booklover #booknerd #bookobsessed #bookish #bookworms #booklovers #bookaholic #bookblogger #bibliophile #goodreads #bookaddict #bookreviewers #instabook #booksofinsta #igreads #bookstagrammer #readersofinstagram #bookstagram #fiction #shortstory #foxes #georgesaunders #animals

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8/17/2019
7
shortstory "Lo que quiero decir es que nosotros no somos la última ni la más elevada de las fases de la evolución. En primer lugar se poblaron los océanos. Luego aparecieron los anfibios, y la evolución continuó hasta que los continentes quedaron poblados y, con el paso del tiempo, el hombre dominó en la superficie de la tierra… o al menos lo creyó así. Pero ¿se detuvo ahí la evolución? Yo creo que no. Piense un poco: desde el punto de vista de un pez, el aire es un vacío inhabitable. Desde nuestro punto de vista, las capas superiores de la atmósfera, a una altura de sesenta, setenta o cien mil pies, semejan un vacío inadecuado para la vida. Pero no son un vacío. Hay en ellas materia y energía irradiante. ¿Por qué no puede haber vida, vida inteligente, altamente evolucionada, pero procedente de unos mismos antepasados?".
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¡Ah! Siempre disfruto de las ideas de Heinlein. Me ha hecho recordar una de las conferencias de Neil deGrasse Tyson en la cual habla sobre la diferencia del 1% que tiene el humano con el chimpancé. Pero ¿acaso sería posible que existiera una inteligencia 1% superior a la nuestra viviendo en el mismo planeta? No tendrían la mínima razón para estar interesados en nosotros o su interés no sería mayor al que nosotros sentimos hacia los chimpances... o los peces.
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#RobertAHeinlein #GoldfishBowl #ShortStory #ScienceFiction #Book #BookRating #BookCollector #BookCollection #Bookaholic #Bookstagram #Instabook #Reading #📚 #Goodreads

"Lo que quiero decir es que nosotros no somos la última ni la más elevada de las fases de la evolución. En primer lugar se poblaron los océanos. Luego aparecieron los anfibios, y la evolución continuó hasta que los continentes quedaron poblados y, con el paso del tiempo, el hombre dominó en la superficie de la tierra… o al menos lo creyó así. Pero ¿se detuvo ahí la evolución? Yo creo que no. Piense un poco: desde el punto de vista de un pez, el aire es un vacío inhabitable. Desde nuestro punto de vista, las capas superiores de la atmósfera, a una altura de sesenta, setenta o cien mil pies, semejan un vacío inadecuado para la vida. Pero no son un vacío. Hay en ellas materia y energía irradiante. ¿Por qué no puede haber vida, vida inteligente, altamente evolucionada, pero procedente de unos mismos antepasados?". . ¡Ah! Siempre disfruto de las ideas de Heinlein. Me ha hecho recordar una de las conferencias de Neil deGrasse Tyson en la cual habla sobre la diferencia del 1% que tiene el humano con el chimpancé. Pero ¿acaso sería posible que existiera una inteligencia 1% superior a la nuestra viviendo en el mismo planeta? No tendrían la mínima razón para estar interesados en nosotros o su interés no sería mayor al que nosotros sentimos hacia los chimpances... o los peces. . ★★★★☆ . #RobertAHeinlein #GoldfishBowl #ShortStory #ScienceFiction #Book #BookRating #BookCollector #BookCollection #Bookaholic #Bookstagram #Instabook #Reading #📚 #Goodreads

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8/17/2019
4
shortstory Wet for the Alpha is book three in the ‘’Ridge brothers bear shifters’’ series. This story is short, fast paced and an enjoyable read. I read this book in one sitting and was satisfied throughout. I found the writing style easy to follow, the characters likeable and the storyline enjoyable.
When Cash Ridge finds his mate he is overjoyed. The problem is, his mate is the sister of his family’s enemy. Not one to step back, Cash goes after what he wants. Zoe is in town to try and settle her fathers will with her evil brother. Not getting anywhere, when she sees Cash in danger, she steps in. She never expected to find love in Montana and want to stay. 
The chemistry between Zoe and Cash is clear to see and I liked them as a couple. 
I really disliked Killian and the way he treated Zoe. 
The storyline for this book is easy to follow and an enjoyable read. I cannot wait for the next book in this series. 
#oneclicktoday #shortstory #review #romance

Wet for the Alpha is book three in the ‘’Ridge brothers bear shifters’’ series. This story is short, fast paced and an enjoyable read. I read this book in one sitting and was satisfied throughout. I found the writing style easy to follow, the characters likeable and the storyline enjoyable. When Cash Ridge finds his mate he is overjoyed. The problem is, his mate is the sister of his family’s enemy. Not one to step back, Cash goes after what he wants. Zoe is in town to try and settle her fathers will with her evil brother. Not getting anywhere, when she sees Cash in danger, she steps in. She never expected to find love in Montana and want to stay. The chemistry between Zoe and Cash is clear to see and I liked them as a couple. I really disliked Killian and the way he treated Zoe. The storyline for this book is easy to follow and an enjoyable read. I cannot wait for the next book in this series. #oneclicktoday #shortstory #review #romance

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8/17/2019
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shortstory USULFAR II

Era una balsa construida con unas pocas ramas, una sierra y doce clavos. Una construcción sencilla, sin duda, pero poca cosa más se le podía pedir a un chico de apenas once años, ya era todo un detalle que fuera capaz de flotar.

Sin embargo, en el momento en que el pequeño echaba a Usulfar II a las aguas del río, éste se convertía en un temible navío vikingo surcando las olas del peligroso Mar del Norte, guiado por la mano del mayor vikingo de todos los tiempos, Harald el Indomable.
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Dicen las leyendas más antiguas que hasta Njörðr, diosa del mar y el viento, temía a Harald y a su valerosa tripulación. Hasta las aguas más bravas se calmaban cuando oían el casco de Usulfar II romper con todas las olas que encontraba a su paso: los remolinos desaparecían, las olas se volvían mansas, y el viento soplaba siempre a favor.
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Innumerables son las historias contadas por los bardos sobre Harald y Usulfar II, recordadas ahora, diez años más tarde, por un joven aún con la misma sed de historias.
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La física en:
https://photos.app.goo.gl/hwZsFh3128ko8K9XA

USULFAR II Era una balsa construida con unas pocas ramas, una sierra y doce clavos. Una construcción sencilla, sin duda, pero poca cosa más se le podía pedir a un chico de apenas once años, ya era todo un detalle que fuera capaz de flotar. Sin embargo, en el momento en que el pequeño echaba a Usulfar II a las aguas del río, éste se convertía en un temible navío vikingo surcando las olas del peligroso Mar del Norte, guiado por la mano del mayor vikingo de todos los tiempos, Harald el Indomable. . Dicen las leyendas más antiguas que hasta Njörðr, diosa del mar y el viento, temía a Harald y a su valerosa tripulación. Hasta las aguas más bravas se calmaban cuando oían el casco de Usulfar II romper con todas las olas que encontraba a su paso: los remolinos desaparecían, las olas se volvían mansas, y el viento soplaba siempre a favor. . Innumerables son las historias contadas por los bardos sobre Harald y Usulfar II, recordadas ahora, diez años más tarde, por un joven aún con la misma sed de historias. . . La física en: https://photos.app.goo.gl/hwZsFh3128ko8K9XA

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8/17/2019
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