Manufacturing Maness
I have chat logs of exchanges between you and your brothers. that's fine but make sure you make those kinds of communications in the family so to speak. do i make myself clear?\> \ the brothers broadcast as one.
Mismatched Lovers
She quickly scanned the room but sarryn was currently sleeping off a food coma on her sofa, so she leaned against the counter and hesitantly brought up the chat log: ??? \> [_hi this is tom_] ???
A White Mare
She pulled up the directory of chat logs of torchat on the screen. she marked a group of them, then opened the first. she nodded towards a mouse and a keyboard on the table in the middle, then headed to the kitchen.
Spammer [Story Collab]
It was hard to tell since her character would just spam again and the chat log would spiral upwards and the private messages would disappear. still, she saw enough of them to feel a pang of anger. she was still a person!
Book Three: Behind Yellow Eyes *FULL LENGTH*
Behind yellow eyes ©2015 Sinclair diavante Prologue The black limo cruises around quietly, maglev holding it a half meter above the road....
The End of Liam Connor
# He scrabbled up the paper and sighed; the weight on his mind clouding his ability to write. He needed to explain. He needed the words he knew he had but could not attain; to put his thoughts and ideas into a book, but he couldn’t make it...