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Melissa Ingoldsby
Bio
I am a published author on Patheos,
I am Bexley by Resurgence Novels
The Half Paper Moon on Golden Storyline Books for Kindle.
My novella The Job and Atonement will be published this year by JMS Books
Stories (1082/0)
Marigold’s Ballad
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. Marigold dreamt of hazy blues and reds and yellows high in the clouds, even as every night she would awaken at exactly midnight to this strange violet phenomenon. It was trying to tell her something, but she didn’t know what.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
Gems, drawn from light
Since that day I found out my mother had died from a horrible fall, I lost my sense of passion. I found out after that almost catastrophic event between my father and I at our mansion that he left everything to me(as it was in my mother’s will) and kept nothing for himself. Doug was there, the entire time, and I will never forget that.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
Gems, illuminated
They had officially started dating that following Friday. It was still a secret, though Judy knew. They called her on speaker phone and Roger randomly gave a highly detailed and passionate speech on the way he intended to create an atmosphere of trust, respect and commitment to this new relationship.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
Hidden Dreams
There was a great proceeding silence as the two discontented individuals sat next to each other on the hotel bed. They didn’t really know what they wanted. They didn’t know what they were going to say or be to each other after—-but, this was something like home to them; sitting there inches apart on the bed.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
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