Viola Black
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Healing From a Toxic Relationship
"If it is destroying you, it is not love." Unknown Moving on after a toxic relationship can feel almost impossible. Questions, hurt, and confusion swirl around your mind, creating an emotional maelstrom that seems to never abate.
Viola BlackPublished about 13 hours ago in Humans
The Second-Hand Shop Where Books Were Exchanged For Stories
As usual, the bookshop smelt of incense and cigarettes. If the owner had hoped the aroma of the former would mask the odor of the latter, he was mistaken. But, knowing Solomon as I did, I knew that the sandalwood was no attempt to hide his nicotine habit. He didn't need to. This was his shop; if the customers didn't like the pungent tang of his tobacco they could go elsewhere. Solomon would rather lose potential custom than his Camels.
Viola BlackPublished 7 days ago in HumansThe Instant Zen of White Noise
"Noise creates illusions. Silence brings the truth." Maxime Legace I'm not adverse to birdsong, or the sound of waves gently lapping on the shore. To be perfectly frank, I find such noises beautiful.
Viola BlackPublished 15 days ago in Beat
A Lesson In Good Manners
I’m going to tell you about the day I taught George Hitchcock some manners. But, first, you need to know about our shop.
Viola BlackPublished 19 days ago in Filthy
Goodies Versus Baddies: Part 2
As she lowered herself, the hosiery around my neck tightened. My body leaned forward, pulled towards her. "Upright," she barked, and the man wrapped an arm around my chest, and forced me straight again.
Viola BlackPublished 2 months ago in FilthyGoodies Versus Baddies: Part 1
"Put them on," she said, dismissively throwing a pair of white stockings at my feet. Bending over, I picked them up. "Do you know why you're wearing white, and we're in black?" she asked, as if bored. As she spoke, she lifted her legs, and rested her dark, calf-length boots on the chair opposite her. Her short skirt rose up, exposing the tops of her black stockings.
Viola BlackPublished 2 months ago in Filthy
2,000 Reads: What I've Learnt From Using Vocal
I've hit the 2,000 reads mark. Granted, small change for E. L. James (any one of the 'Fifty Shades' books probably reaches that milestone on a weekly basis).
Viola BlackPublished 2 months ago in Filthy
Bridge
I turned the tiny plastic bottle downwards, and squeezed. Thick, gelatinous blobs of eucalyptus-infused gel thudded onto the palm of my hand with a series of gentle 'plops.' The tiny hairs in my nostrils flared with the sudden arrival of the minty aroma, my favorite smell in the world.
Viola BlackPublished 2 months ago in Filthy
