The Black Duchess Chapter 8

Ese tossed and turned in her bed wishing her mind would cease from thinking on the events that happened earlier that day. It was still bright, but she desired above all to sleep till the next day. Although she had been satisfied with her bold response to the rude Duchess, she could not help the sinking feeling of guilt, for allowing her anger get the best of her.... Read more on blog!

If I had known better: My first boyfriend.

 "...so I have a crush on him." I confessed to my best friend over the phone after school on a weekday.  "Really? That long boy?" she asked, not bothering to mask her surprise.  "Yes. He is one of the coolest guys in our class and his height is definitely a plus for me." I replied... Continue Reading →

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