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I am Dishonored. I am the lowest caste in a city of honor. I live in a prison with only the promise of death. I am a mouth to feed in an overpopulated city that no one can leave. The City was built by the wealthy to withstand a nuclear blast, and it did; leaving its citizens trapped within its twisted sanctuary. A classist honor system developed that ensured the wealthy maintained their place within the walls, and the less fortunate were held prisoner. Liv was born as one of the most honored citizens of the city; one of the noble class. After her father was executed for treason, she was striped of her honor, and without honor, she was nothing. Facing life in prison with the criminal scum of an overpopulated city that could care less if the lowest caste died, Liv is determined to regain her honor and former status. With nothing left to lose, she is willing to do anything to avenge her father and regain her honor. 70,000+ wordsThis story is published on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, ibooks, kobo, Scribd, and inktera.It is available for free on Wattpad, Inkitt, Moonquill, and RoyalRoad.…

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Sequel to Nanowrimo 2013 story Dishonor. When Liv learned she had Tuberculosis she was stunned, horrified, and shocked. She had found a life and honor in her new village. She had found a purpose. She was a weaver. She had the orphan Jade to look after, and her weapons instructor and friend Dan. What was even worse though was learning that the only cure was back in the Wall of the city that had told her exile or execution, and the only way to get there was to cross the wastes covered in radiation. Problem was that if she went back she might be killed anyway, and she wouldn't get to see Jade grow up. But, she had never gotten that revenge in the city that she had wanted to get for so long...…

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I don't remember who I am. I forgot. I don't feel pain. I don't have feelings. This is what I must do to live. It is my way. That is, until I killed a guard with my mind to save my cellmate, Nathan.I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com…

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The virtual world is everything. With sensors, computer chip implants, contact lenses and an internet connection you can also live in the virtual world! Don't worry about how you don't look like a model. The virtual world can fix that. It can make it so that everyone sees you how you see yourself! With job leveling and virtual pets, everything is better in the virtual world! Come to an Insinc office today to get equipped to enter the virtual world.I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com…

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These are a collection of my short stories and poems. They are not related at all, so you can skip around and choose to read whatever you want from here. Newest addition: Short story called "Hunger".Short Stories created for Creative Writing Class: "Hunger" and "Castle By the Sea"Added some new poems that I've written this year: "Cry of a Pistol"…

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I laugh at you pitiful humans who scurry about this Earth with out a purpose seeking only life, but finding only death. I welcome death. I know what is coming, and the Goddess of Darkness will welcome me into her kingdom when I die. For now, I serve her purpose. I fight wars in her name, and serve as her avatar when needed. When she first came to me, she burned the love out of my heart. Now I find only humor in silly human affections. Love. It's such a short and despicable word. Maybe I could just enjoy fighting until I died, if it wasn't for the city. My city. My own corrupted city that cast me out for saving one of the city's own. The city I spit upon for its treatment of the gods and goddesses chosen people. I swear that one day, I will come back. Something must be done, and maybe, just maybe, the Goddess of the Absence of Light might choose me as her instrument of salvation, or destruction.…

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I was once split, but now I am whole. I was once human and goddess, but now I am one, goddess in human flesh. I have lost my humanity. I have a plan though, a goal. I will bring down my sisters, the twin goddesses. I will bring their corrupt city system crashing down on them and leave staring at the ashes of the world they built and ruled by using us, their sisters. I have no time for silly mortal emotions. I will use those who are around me; even the one that claims to love me. I will use them to advance my purpose without a care for them. I am the dark Lady Zedigrivikonola, and my purpose on this Earth is war.(Sequel to In the Absence of Light)…

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Fantasia is a distant dream, my mother's land. It is the land that ruined itself building the great wall with its machine guns and robots. It is the land where dragons are said to fly overhead, and chaos reins withing its walls. It is the country once know for unity and freedom, now filled with kingdoms ruled by the rich. It is the land I must return to, to escape my Father and be free. It is a chance for me to be something more than last daughter, a bargaining chip. In Fantasia I can start fresh, maybe even become a caravan guard. In Fantasia, I can find my mother's family. First, I have to cross the border.…

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A woman finds a new perspective on life.…

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This is a poem I wrote after my horse died in ninth grade. She taught me a lot, and she treated me well. She was a friend when I didn't have many friends. When she died I was extremely upset, and I wrote this in her honor and to help me release my feelings.…

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I'm not perfect, but this is my advice. I'm lazy and I am writing it all up once and for all. Every bit of advice I give will someday be found in here.…

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She was standing there, waiting for her fiance to come home on the train. She was standing there, peering through the mist. Her beloved soldier ws coming back to her from the war any moment now.…

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Insanity meets the truth. What comes at the end is a dream. The rainbows are coming. They will come for you at the end of time. They are here, but you never believed the spouting of insanity.…

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At the end; he is waiting. Come into the night. Welcome to the end.…

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Amanda is a Hawk Supporter, and she dreams of the day a Hawk will pick her to become a rider. Then a day comes when everything she knows is torn away, and she finds herself elsewhere. Now her life is much more complicated. This story has magic, large Hawks, a litte bit of romance, and a fair amount of action.…