Teanna Lyric
Bio
Freelance Author, Writer, Poet
Specializing in all genres but comedy!! Lol!
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Stories (3/0)
Comfort
He smells of comfort. A cool water fragrance, mixed with a rich soil smell and heavy syrup. That was his fragrance. Lost in the smell of him alone as he closed the small distance that was between them. So suave and confident. Bright smile, white teeth. Tousled blonde hair with blue eyes. His fingers curled together to cup the bottom of her chin.
By Teanna Lyric3 years ago in Filthy
American Honey
"And where the fuck do you think you’re going huh?” He asked, busting the screen door as he tripped over his feet reaching for her wrist. She quickly snatched from his grasp and he had to grab the side pole of the porch staircase for support. Pushing up and jumping in front of her placing his hands on both sides of her shoulders.
By Teanna Lyric3 years ago in Filthy