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Shannon's Course by Angela Rasch in Kindle

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High School Honors Student Shannon has a new psychology teacher with a plan that might get Shannon in trouble - and change his life forever!

Is it going to be good or bad for the reluctant Shannon to pose as a girl for a semester? And what about Shannon's friends and family?

Teenage angst is not always this confusing! With a murder mystery, too!

Tracy

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There are some girls that are born with an indescribably powerful senuality and sexiness that cannot be taught. You have to be born with it to have it. These are girls who move through the world with a rare feminine beauty that creates a chemical reaction in the boys who cross their path. Boys like myself are agog when we encounter such girls. We feel an instant churning attraction in our gut. Often we force ourselves to look the other way because girls like this are out of our reach. They are destined for some other kind of guy. A-list guys who are to boys what these rare beautiful girls are to girls.

Tracy


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Anita

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Anita

By Portia Bennett

 
Introduction: In a sense there is a connection to this story and several other non-magic stories I’ve written. Two characters from Mike and Ashley show up briefly. They would be Mike and Ashley. This story, Like “Mike and Ashley”, “Discovery”, and “Cynthia and the Queen of Knight” takes its storyline from the work of someone else. In this case, a production by an Italian fellow named Joseph Green. The story is 16 chapters in length plus an epilogue. I’ve done as much tweaking as I can. Any errors are mine and I will gladly accept constructive criticism; as long as you’re nice.

What It Takes To Survive

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I hadn't remembered falling unconcious. The last thing i remembered was the screaming. Before that, the trail of smoke emitted by one of the fans on the left wing. Maybe if I'd given up my window seat, I wouldn't be as petrified. I remember the water getting closer and closer and I remember closing my eyes for what I thought would be the last time. I remember saying a silent prayer to nothing exactly.

What It Takes To Survive

Hellbound Dolls

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The streets of Tokyo are home to many dangers, least of all the gangs who defend their territory with maximum prejudice. One such gang is the 'Hellbound Dolls', a gang whose members have been cursed with the hearts of women without the bodies to match. But what should happen when these girls learn of magic, and a greater evil that lives among them?

Hellbound Dolls


By Miranda Sparks

The Training Bra Times

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What if back in the golden era of the training bra, back about in the late 1960s there was an underground newspaper for boys who want to wear training bras, run by other boys who wore training bras. It would have an advice column and training bra reviews and ads. It would be a place that truly understood. Perhaps it would look like this.

A Window to Your Heart

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A Window to Your Heart
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By Sean McKissack

It’s taken….about…twenty five years to write this story as I had to constantly rewrite it and wonder how she would feel about certain elements of the plot. I mean, after all, without her, there wouldn’t be a story.

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To Be a Different Someone

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When I was a guy
There was a sorrow to my eyes... an echo of her reflection that prevailed so deep inside.

When I was a boy
I employed it as a ploy... amplifying the false perception, so, the truth, all could avoid.

While I was man,
She couldn't understand... the reason of her isolation and the shackles 'round her hands.

Tales of Heirloom Gems

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In a world that is always shifting between the middle ages and the age of discovery, mages learned to create powerful artifacts.
They call them Heirloom Gems as they are meant to be given from one generation to the next.
Worn they learn skills and knowledge alongside their hosts.
What they learned they later give to the next bearer.
However, they never stop learning.
Slowly mankind finds out that they underestimated the Heirloom Gems.
Older gems start to learn and pass on traits and behavior that their owners shared.
Maybe even more.

Castle Freak

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The rental car slowly rolled up the sweeping drive, as if the occupant were admiring the surroundings. Or was uncertain this was the right place. Or perhaps was intimidated by the large - and apparently genuine - castle at the head of the drive. Most likely the cause was a combination of those factors.


Castle Freak


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Rodford Edmiston

Book 16: Parting Of The Ways

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Things are changing drastically for the family as the 14 graduate high school and head off to college. Many lives are changed over the summer, some more dramatically than others. Old demons come back to haunt a few while new challenges await others.

Imp 6: A Very Imp-ortant Date

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The beautiful, talented, and fabulous Imp is at it again, but can she see a future while the past is on her tail.

This is a non-tg story that takes place in the Whateley Universe.

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Aaron

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I looked in the mirror. “You look good!” I said it out loud. I was wearing my mom’s slinky blue dress, her jewelry and her makeup. I was alone; Dad was at work and Mom was shopping. I continued, “God, why didn’t you make me a female?” Actually, I wasn’t far from it; I was short and thin with little body hair.

Aaron


By Jamie Simms

Aaron

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I looked in the mirror. “You look good!” I said it out loud. I was wearing my mom’s slinky blue dress, her jewelry and her makeup. I was alone; Dad was at work and Mom was shopping. I continued, “God, why didn’t you make me a female?”

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