Tales from the Heart
Aria had one task in mind, and that was to find the witch book. If she didn't, there was hell to pay. But Aria didn't know where to start from, her mother was obviously not a witch. She had a frown as she prepared for school because she had no answers for her witch sisters. …
My name is Eno, and I am from Akwaibom state, in the South South region of Nigeria. Girls from my state are known for their extreme beauty and comeliness. We are also known for being the best in caring for a man, and trust me, this has nothing to do with our good bed skills. …
I have been thinking long and hard... Let us be clear about one thing; I am not trying to dole out any advice on marriage, neither am I advocating for divorce. I am just unburdening my heart and sharing the musings in my head. I have been thinking all day. I woke up a bit …
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Hello Tori Lovers, How was your week? Mine was filled with highs and lows, and if we were having coffee, I would be telling you all about it. How do you like your coffee? I like mine with lots of cream, Le boo likes his, black. If we were having coffee, we would be wearing …
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Aria was in class one day, listening attentively to the bald, Calculus teacher, when she felt a bolt of electricity zap through her. Since she came to Silver Lake, a lot of strange things were happening to her, but aside that, she was more tuned to people's aura. Immediately, she felt that bolt of electricity, …
Everyday was a normal day for the D'Arcys sisters, and Zack was their shadow, he watched Aria closely. He had waited for years for Ariana to reincarnate, almost given up hope and doubted the witch, and now that he had found her, he was not letting her go, even though Aria stayed far away from …
Zack finds that Aria is the incarnate of Ariana, his lover six hundred years ago, and that April is the incarnate of Avril, the sister who killed Ariana.
My first dad died when I was almost four. I have a few clear memories of him.
For a while, only one side of him worked with the help of a leg brace. And then neither side did.
The youngest sibling, when one side still worked. The leg brace isn’t visible but the tumor that killed him is just starting to bulge on the side of his head.
The curve of the wheelchair when I’d sit on his lap as he wheeled me back to bed. I’d sneak out to watch television. If dad found me, I’d get that ride in the wheelchair. Plus, he’d sit by the bed and tell me stories until I fell asleep. Mom would just haul me back with no stories. I understand now. He knew his time with us kids was limited, months if he was lucky. Mom was overwhelmed. Three little kids, a…
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In Silver lake, a town in the South of California, mystic beings prevailed, but the witches owned the town. The town was a rich suburb characterized by town houses, cottages and Victorian styled houses. Everyone knew everyone in this town; they were all descendants of old families, new families left after a few months, they …
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