shaneikiyaz
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"There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.” - Maya Angelou
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Stories (12/0)
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Note From Me to You: I apologize my lovely ghouls and goblins for being away. Do blame my absence on the time consuming life of adulting! I’ve been hard at work with my 9-5 that had me on edge after the jab mandate. Aside from that Fiverr orders started to trickle in which I honestly feel like I could publish an article about regarding my experience writing on their platform so far (another time though). I also spent my absence enrolling in school, spending outrageously during the holidays, and mentally prepping myself for the loss of my grandmother. Thankfully, after a jarring trip to the hospital my grandmother is alive and well now and we're all making adjustments accordingly. I'm still getting the hang of being a full time online student and balancing both my work life and my side hustle, I am sure I'll get there eventually.
By shaneikiyaz2 years ago in Geeks
Invasion of Peace
EXT. AL ULA CITY, MADRAIN SALEM- DAY Army Public Affairs Unit is talking to an elderly citizen of the nearby Al Ula City, walking with materials in hand to recount the interview. A group of Infantry standby in the background with two soldiers near the two PA Sgts. Shanique speaks to the elderly citizen in Arabic.
By shaneikiyaz2 years ago in Fiction
Don't Let Him Taste What's Yours
Hours of the night slipped away from us as we found ourselves entangled with one another. He felt so good, everything about him made me feel whole as our bodies intertwined; every movement was synchronized and delivered with such care that he made me feel like I was the only woman to exist in his love history. I remember being encased in his arms the first time I woke up. His breathing had grown even, but something told me he was far from sleep. Honestly, I admit I was impressed with him for not having passed out after going a couple rounds with me, most men would be deep in a coma by now. He had stamina that could last for days and was strong; the bruises on my wrist and neck were proof of that. My eyes fluttered open and I rolled over to face him, only he was no longer there. Had he left in the middle of the night? I sat upright, pulling the covers up to shield me from the chill of my apartment.
By shaneikiyaz2 years ago in Fiction
A Sunday Night
I have long since pulled up to Loblolly's and gotten my double scoop of honey lavender. An old couple came in just behind me with their dog. It was one of those short poodles, the small ones. I caught her looking at me as I was checking out as if to say, "Who are you?" The way a child does.
By shaneikiyaz2 years ago in Humans
Shinra's Feet
Let’s talk about some heat! I dunno what kept y’all warm during the previous holiday season, but Fire Force was definitely the furnace that kept me and my squish-gang warm during these chilly months. Like c’mon. If you haven’t heard of Fire Force, where have you been? Have you been living in the catacombs of the Nether? I think so.
By shaneikiyaz2 years ago in Geeks
Don't Let Him Taste What's Yours
He stood out to me past all the men that showered me with money. I took one step at a time, giving great care to each one as I made my way toward him. It was nothing to give him a spin before dropping down in front of him and gracing him with a mini twerk fest for the reward of the bills that filled my waistline. When a hand came across my backside out of nowhere I hoped it was his hand. I looked back with a flick of my tongue and our eyes met simultaneously.
By shaneikiyaz2 years ago in Filthy
He Killed Her
I guess he didn’t realize that I’d heard him when he said it, so he just kept rambling on, but I heard him. He’d just confessed to the crime and didn’t even know it. I shifted my stance as I glanced away looking at the man in the window at the nearby McDonald’s. He nodded. He heard him too. Good, we had everything we needed then.
By shaneikiyaz6 years ago in Criminal
Rape
My eyes flickered open like a light switch. My hand curled around something soft and fluffy, looking down I see a pillow. My senses register that the soft material below me is a bed. I begin to search the room in blind confusion, then it dawns on me. I’m in someone’s bedroom and I shouldn’t be. Courtney and I were at Dianna’s then we left and went clubbing at her cousins’ bar down town. We didn’t drink, Dianna made sure of that herself. Wait, where is—
By shaneikiyaz6 years ago in Criminal