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(2 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5, rated)I can’t stop the tears falling down my cheeks. This sense of helplessness is unbearable; I just can’t keep them from falling. I look down at my hands: they’re trembling. My eyes stinging from crying too much. I can barely see through them.This is just too much. It feels like years… I want it to




(12 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5, rated)Tina was in her seat on the plane letting the week’s memories overwhelm her when she was jostled again as Angie shifted in her seat trying to color in her book, she’d been cranky since take off. She was woken up earlier than usual because they had a very early flight, even Carmen couldn’t get




(11 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5, rated)A Moment of Truth I truly invited her to the party as an attempt to ease my guilt for not doing so before when I invited the rest of the gang. I can remember my thoughts so clearly the day I called her office to extend the invitation. Go on Tina




(2 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5, rated)Hi, this is a fan video I made of the beautiful #Doccubus its some what made for laughter but it also shows how far they have come…




(0 votes, average: 0.00 out of 5, rated)———————————————————-Chapter 35—————————————————— —————————————-Rachel———————————— I pulled my ray bans down over my eyes as we stepped out of the doors at LAX. Andy beside me muttering under her breath as she struggled to control the baggage cart she had insisted was fine to carry our entire luggage not allowing me to help. I chuckled to




(3 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5, rated)I own nothing. All characters are property of Prodigy pictures and Lost Girl writers. Relax and please enjoy some good old fashioned #BoLoRodeo (thanks to alexxthegreat for that little monicker ;D check her out on twitter/tumblr, she’s all kinds of awesome!) BoLo Rodeo ”When did I first meet Bo Dennis the fearless, dark haired beauty




(0 votes, average: 0.00 out of 5, rated)As soon as Stef had walked in, Lena couldn’t help but notice how tough Stef looked in her uniform. There was always something so appealing about assertive Stef. Her hair had been up and a hint of a smile was the only thing that broke her professional demeanor. Shortly after her arrival, Lena opened her




(0 votes, average: 0.00 out of 5, rated)__ It had started simple enough: hunt down a toxic under-Fae, deliver the antitoxin and return victorious. Except Lauren was hoofing it through alleys and side streets as Bo chased down Freddy the Frog Fae. Having never seen Bo run at full speed, Lauren had little to prepare her for being left in the dust.




(0 votes, average: 0.00 out of 5, rated)“We shall draw from the heart of suffering itself the means of inspiration and survival.” –Winston Churchill __ She was different now. Lauren watched her from across the table as they shared lunch over. Bo’s eyes flicked up from her salad. “What?” she took a forkful into her mouth. Lauren shook her head and met
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