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Hello Dear Reader,
I am writing an original novel and I wanted people to at least hear the word of it before I tried to get it out in the world. It's called "The Death Contracts, Vol. 1: GLIMPSE" and it's the story of the main character named Astrid Marker.
The reason why I'm posting this link everywhere I know possible is because I want fans. Desperate? No. meer like curious to see how many people can review what I have so far and tell me what they think. I have the first 8 Chapters geplaatst on my profiel at the website figment.com, the link to it plus the synopsis is straight below, but I wanted to enlighten fellow authors to be first.

CreateSpace.Com - What? Yes. For any auteur in the business, of any musician, of any filmography buff, Createspace.com is THE place for you! There u can uploaden your product of book/music/movie, after making sure it's as professional as you'd like it to be, and u can get it out there on Amazon.com for the world to literally SEE and BUY! No joke. Check it out. I know this girl that I follow on my Instagram account who has done this and her first novel is called BORN OF LIGHT, book one in her CHANGE OF FATES series, which u can buy as an eBook of paperback version through Amazon.com. Her name is Danielle Carroll and she is my latest idol.
Anyways, u can set up prices and use your own cover art of use theirs, and amazone, amazon will take their proceeds from a certain percentage of the set price to get paid back for what they do for people like us, those who make it, for every product sold. So, that's why I zei for a limited time. My book's first 8 chapters are online for a limited time due to self publishing happening, and I will be removing it from the internet soon, so I want to gain readers as much as possible for those to buy the book whenever I have it available.

Now, here is the synopsis of my novel GLIMPSE:
Astrid Marker is a Death Dealer. He can tell the living from the dead door one quick look, due to a distinct tattoo that forms on those of the Living Dead. Witnessing his mentor's murder, and tracking down the one responsible, Astrid enters a world of lies, deceit, magic and mayhem and soon realizes that everything is not as it seems...

Thank u for taking the time to read this, and if the synopsis intrigued you, here is the link for u all to enjoy: link

If u found the CreatSpace.com info meer helpful, I'm glad to have shared. Let your voice be heard! :)

Sincerely,
auteur In Progress,
Justin A. Barnes/PeytonAnneEllie/BuffyFaithFan1
I believe in my hart-, hart that we shouldn't have to change of selves of stop following our dreams just for someones approval because this is our life and they have to live theirs if we have a dream that our hart-, hart is at then we need to go after it and ignore those haters because they'll make u stronger.For example if u want to be a singer be a singer,If u want to be an Artist be an artist.If u want to be different and original than be original because u have to fulfill your dreams.If u stop because of haters ,you will never feel happy of complete and you'll let the hater win door giving...
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posted by DxCFan123
I came back to reality when she mentioned coming home. "N-N-No it's fine, I can go home pagina door myself" I zei to her
"Come on! It's OK with me!" she zei and pulled me out of the hospital and forced me to tell her the way home. I told her to stop when we arrived in the cemetary. "My house it just down there" I said, pointing down the straat to some houses.
"No one has lived in that house for years, Sam. They're still all for sale, too." she said, glaring at me through her slit eyes. She turned around and pushed me through the large gates causing me to almost fall over a headstone. Suprisingly, I...
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posted by AbbieCoast
The truth is, writer's block comes in many different shapes and forms, not just the famous "I can't think of anything." Sometimes we feel like we cannot write anything good, of sometimes we have so many ideas we can't decide what to write.

So for those who have the lesser known syndromes, I bid u welcome.

Now, if u have the “I can’t think of anything worth writing about,” syndrome, you’re wrong.

I know how that sounds. Just stick with me.

You may be thinking about the most worthless la-de-da in the world. Boy meets girl. They marry and have a child. Everyone’s a Mary Sue. I’m not...
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posted by Lore_Master
"Wha.... how could they have found out?" the hero thought to himself staring with a dead expression on his face, they heard a knock on the door "Are u okay?" asked the girl getting up to check the door, the hero sat there frozen in fear only hearing a faint voice "Boy listen to me... I know we haven't gotten off on the right foot but if u don't escape we will both be captured so verplaats boy!" zei the voice in his head, the hero couldn't believe what he was hearing was it the demon with-in him asking nicely? the hero shook his head in confusion "Why should I listen to you? you're trying to...
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posted by Lore_Master
These side affects were takeing a toll on the hero gradually wearing him down, the doctor took the hero in as his own careing for him and makeing sure he was brought up well, "Two year's have passed since that night." the hero thought to himself as he got up out of bed to start what seemed like a normal summer dag "Boy where are u it's time to start work!" excalimed the old man as he knocked on his door "Eh... I hate mornings." zei the hero as he got up out of bed getting dressed to start another day. With the sun bareing down on them it seemed as if hell had found it's way to Siege "Are...
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posted by Lore_Master
Our story start's out the Ilse of Siege a tranquil world with eastern sea's inhabited door small village's filled with tiny rabbit like creature's with the sea being so calm and so clear u could see straight to the bottom of it's depth's and skies being so blue, so bright that it would bring tear's to you're eye's, to the western desert's so dry it would shrivel anything that would dare enter it's trecherous sand's leaveing only one race that could inhabit it's deadly region being as slinder as a snake they tend to make their house's under large rock's some time's so many gather together they...
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The bus shudders on the rough dirt road. Us living in the middle of nowhere, it's kinda hard to get to our house via bus. I wipe away a tear, I wasn't crying, just a random tear. I lean vooruit, voorwaarts and tell the bus monitor to let me off here. She gives me a look, but yells and the bus driver to stop. I collect my heavy bags, and walk out. I start running. I hear the bus turn around, but I just keep running. My bags clang against me, knocking me over several times. I just get up and keep on running. I kneel down, getting dirt all over my trousers. I vomit into the dirt, my lunch of salade and an...
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posted by wolfclan121
"Now who's gonna take care of Mike!" Jane screamed at the top, boven of her voice. "Now how am I suppose to marry Dave! Now how am I suppose to become an archaeologist!" "Mike, marriage, archaeology?!" I said, confused. "Oh, I can't explain now! I just wish I listened to David." She sighed. "Don't beat yourself up. David has the gift, u can still talk to him." She forced a smile. "Gift?" Dave whispered as he entered the room. "More like a curse." "David, i'm so sorry I didn't listen! But I just never thought-" "Save it." He butted in. "Everyone I've ever loved ends up dead. I should have seen it coming." "But u did! u tried to save my life and I was to stupid and selfish to care." "Janet." He sighed. "I don't think I can talk to u anymore. Never again." She stared at him, her face appalled. "What are u saying?!" "I'm saying seeing you, like this, it just, it just breaks my heart."
posted by wolfclan121
The best part of being a mother is u always know if something's wrong with your children. Even in death. Jannet was in trouble, but I don't know what with. Well, she has been hanging out with this boy, David. Strange boy, It's as if he can see me! When I watch them he stares at me with his cold, blue eyes. His eyes. They see things. See things others can't. Wittiness things others can't handle. Wittiness things from others nightmares. I fear for him. I fear for Jannet. Then, on that faithful Summer's day. I saw something. He saw something. No, please Jannet, no!
posted by noahnstar1616
I was running towards the strand because it was a full moon tonight. Great. On the dag of all days, tonight had to a full moon. Today was my boyfriend's birthday and I promised him last week that I would spend the his entire birthday with him. That was before I got scratched door that, that...I don't even know what it was. But now I know I should listen to my Grandma meer often. Here's how it began.
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I was just a normal, average 16 jaar old teenager with an awesome boyfriend and two amazing best friends. I lived with my grandma...
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This place is totally different from how Bea told me how is was. Freedom? I feel like a lab rat and everything is limited. They watch u do everything, and all the pills that they give you, u have to take them and they watch u take them.Yet, Janice doesn't take them. I've seen her little tricks, and I must say for myself that it's pretty brilliant how she does it. They watch her take them, but then after they leave, she takes them out of her mouth, puts them in her pockets, and then around nighttime of so, she'll trade with another girl for pills that Janice wants. This goes against...
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posted by para-scence
I laid on my comfy bed, with my eyes closed, listening to music. This was my escape. This is what kept me in this world. Music. Without it, life just wouldn't be fair. The awesome gitaar solo, sick bass, kick-ass drums, and meaningful lyrics soothe me. I took a deep breath, ready to lose myself, when there was a knock on the door.

"What?" I called over the music. It opened; it was my twin sister, Asteria. The only thing identical about us is our eyes, which are ice blue. Her pale blond hair reflected the light pouring in from the hallway, while my room was dimly lit. She was all dressed up,...
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posted by Skitty_Love
"Mmm this thee is delicious. Many thanks Soul." Professor Rhinestone zei charmingly. I quickly nodded. "Yes! Will we be starting training soon?" He looked up at me, is fuchsia colored bangs covering his shinning eyes. "Very well. We need to u to be top, boven Taoloid, after all." He said, I showed him a little smile. "Yes!"

"Hyaaaaaaa!" I balanced the long bamboo pole on the tip of my index finger. "Aye, this is not gymnastics Soul, this is real. This is battle. Come at me." He held his pole in front of him in a dynamic position. "Uh...I.." His leery glare caught me. "Yes.. Hyaaaaaaaaaa!" I sprinted...
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posted by Skitty_Love
Life is horrible and meaningless. All humans are going to die one day. While I will be living till the Earth crashes. Maybe, I'll still be alive then. I am SOUL. The 0012th Experiment done door Professor Rhinestone. Hes an admirable professor at the most, I have poured everything I own into his heart, I "love" him so. Well, actually Professor has told me never to speak that word, er, "love". He says its a pointless word that means nothing beyond "admire". I guess that is why his surname is 'Rhinestone', he acts like a solid stone never able to break in two. He is powerful. Meanwhile I am but...
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posted by HouseMindFreak
Chapter 20







Koda awoke to the sound of a click in front of his face.
The hell was that?
Slowly opening his eyes, the morning sun blaring painfully into them he barely could see a gun barrel of a pistol pointing to the center of his forehead.
“Whoa!”
He was awake now, staring kruis eyed at the gun barrel.
“Make one verplaats and I’ll send one through your leg; keep u from movin’.”
The gun was being held door a rather small but definitely strong young man with short and thick messy black hair, and wearing nothing but his sleeping shorts.
“Ok, I know this looks weird havin’ some strange dude...
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posted by PenelopeWolf1
Prolog;
The Gregindorf Prophecies


"Marinsa," Whispered Yanzo Jamleaf. "Where are u hiding?" Yanzo was looking for his friend and leader Marinsa Jackson. She had been in hiding for so long that Yanzo didnt know where she might be.
Marisa had hair so white it looked like a cloud, and eyes so green it looked like a forest. She was small but was fierce.
Yanzo was the opposite; He had black shaggy hair, blue eyes that looked like electric and was tall.
Yanzo heard a crack of leaves and a twig. He turned and saw Marinsa walking towards him.
"Hello my old friend," She zei with a small smile.
...
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"This is beautiful!" Aiko breathed. Elaine beamed and laughed, "I knew you'd love it!" Elaine had called Aiko's apartment at five in the morning, telling her (well, meer like yelling at her) to come to a spot in the park. In that spot was a bench facing a brilliant, crystal-clear waterfall that flowed around the bench like a sparkling moat. An authentic wooden bridge with white and blue roses woven in the railings connected the park with the solitary bench.
"We're going to meet your brother in such a beautiful place?" Aiko gaped.
"Yeah!" Elaine exclaimed, flopping down on the bench and grinning...
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posted by Insight357
I saw black sneakers with purple shoestrings. Then tight black pants. volgende a draping black shirt, with small hands covered door fingerless, leather gloves. A kruis choker sat at the base of her neck. My eyes then fell upon hers. Those eyes, those piercing blue eyes, somewhat similar to my own. The black hair teased slightly, with choppy, side bangs, covering the outer corner of her right eye. It was the girl, from the hallway. The one who thanked me. I gasped softly.
    “Hello, Lucy,” I zei to her.
    “Hello,” she zei in the same small voice....
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posted by bunnibunnibaby
"It's nice here. I don't know many people though..." Victor brushed his hair back, smiling again. "Well, door tomorrow, all of the kids at school will wanna be your friend." "Oh..." Jade turned slightly to see the raven haired boy deep in thought. "What is it?" "Hn? Oh, it's nothing. Oh, we're here." The blonde looked up ahead and saw her house. "Really? Cause my house is right there." She pointed, and Victor burst out laughing. "Haha-I live right volgende to u then..." The blonde looked at the house volgende to hers. It seemed normal. A little old fashioned, but definitely normal. "Cool! Well, I'll see u tomorrow then?" "Yeah..." The onyx eyed boy took Jade's hand, kissed it lightly, then walked off. "What was that?"
posted by Insight357
Today was my first dag working for the mental institution. I woke around ten, and got a shower. I dressed in my black pants, shoes, and shirt. Over the overhemd, shirt was my white doctor’s jacket. The color white didn’t’ suite me, but it’s not like I hade a choice in wearing it.
    I walked to work. The asylum was only three blocks away. As I walked I worried over people criticizing me. Or, making fun of me. What if I treated the wrong patient? What if I messed something up? What if I got lost?
    My stomach started to tighten as I thought of the day...
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