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Sidney put down her cup. Teatime ended too soon. She would have drained out every little drop sip by tiny sip, yet in doing so her tea would have become cold, and if there was one thing that the infinitely sweet and patient Sidney Butterfly could not tolerate, then it was cold tea.

Rising lethargically, she trailed over to her kitchen sink carrying with her the freshly used teacup. Washing dishes was one of her favorite pastimes. Unfortunately, she hadn’t felt like eating the previous night n...

One bright sun-shining day in Manon, Âme Kingdom, Stacy Kittytime merrily skips through an upper class neighborhood while whistling joyful tunes in synch with the renowned songbirds of Âme. Today her job is to entertain seven-year-old Joey Altraeus and his friends at his birthday gala. Being the ardent lover of children that she is, she could hardly wait to put smiles on the children’s faces with her silly feline antics. So when she spots the first glimpse of Joey’s house pulling into the hor...

Sidney checked the invitation letter again. There could be no mistake. The letter clearly read, “I invite you Ms. Sidney Butterfly.” She couldn’t remember the last time that she had been invited to anything, or if she had ever been invited to anything for that matter. Nor did she even personally know the host of the ball, a certain Lord Warren Brannam, nor why he would invite someone like her. Nonetheless, the name on the invitation was clearly her own and that in itself was enough reason f...

Recently, I’ve been into a website called Addicted 2 Success. Thus far I’ve only read a few articles on that site, but I’ve been impressed with how practical and thorough they are. Today I listened to a particularly interesting podcast of the website’s creator, Joel Brown, interviewing entrepreneurial coach, Peter Voogd. What Mr. Voogd has to say is very insightful and directly relevant to anyone who is now or wants to become an independent...

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Two days in the desert; two days in the infirmary. That’s the verdict for me, but Kat isn’t so lucky. She’ll be down for at least a full week.

Ready to leave, I get all of my possessions in order. Once that’s done, I step to the other side of the divider to say goodbye to Kat.

“Well Kat, I guess this is it.”

She smiles softly. “Okay Jacob. It was nice meeting you.”

I smirk and turn my eyes to the...

You never know what impact you have on others. What seems like a casual encounter or a minor incident to you might leave a lasting impression upon somebody else. Such is the case with Katherine, the girl behind the name of the leading heroine of the Souladonis series. Let me explain.

In the Souladonis world, all of the main characters represent either a philosophical position or certain aspects of the human person. For example, Souladonis, the overall main character, represents guilt and re...

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The next morning Kat and I awake at first light still huddled together in the cave. We both arise quickly despite being groggy and lacking energy thanks to not being able to replenish calories through food yesterday. The task that lies before us today is to escape the desert before the temperature rises and while we still have the energy and water necessary to do so. Neither of us knows how far we mig...

Unbeknownst to me, one of my readers created a Youtube video review of Souladonis back in May. I only discovered it while browsing the internet last night. It’s thoughtful, thorough, and well done. I can’t believe he didn’t tell me about it!

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My eyes open. It takes a moment for them to come into focus, but when they do, I see that I’m in a strange and terrifying environment. It’s a 400 square foot tent that’s lit from the center by a pit fire. Standing at the edge of the fire is a tigerman shaman wearing a green hat with pointy ears, a green cape, and a dark green tasset around his waist. He holds a knife above his head with its blade poin...

My name is Jacob Perrywinkle, age 21. Last month I graduated from Sørensen Academy with a bachelor’s degree in Journalism. Two weeks later I was hired by the Sørensen Gazette as a full-time journalist. In the interest of kicking off my new career with some pizzazz, I begged my editor, Ginnifer Novié, to give me a major scoop. She, in turn, told me about the thrilling world of professional monster hunt...