Shadow Man
Chapter 1
Billy was scarred of the Shadow Man. The Shadow Man stood at the entrance to the tube station in Finsbury Park, balding, cheeks
flecked with a two day growth of stubble, bellowing into a megaphone. He wore a thick wool coat and ratty moth eaten scarf.
The coat was always buttoned right up to his chin no matter the weather or the season...
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Defence Against The Dark Arts
Once a week, usually on a Monday, she would purchase flowers on her way home from work and put them in the vase that stood on her dining
room table. She chose simple, colourful flowers, such as tulips, daffodils and lilies...
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100 Days
Their relationship had always been casual. They had met in the large open plan office with its stark fluorescent lighting and had begun to
chat during breaks for coffee and lunch. As they began to work more closely together they saw each other outside of the office...
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The indelible kiss.
Imagine the perfect lips. Imagine the perfect kiss. Imagine it lasing forever.
When he was fifteen, those words had spilled from the TV and radio in tones so seductive that no one could ignore them. If the advertisements we to be believed every woman in the world was desperate for this lip colour. On the school bus, rolling and bumping home the girls flicked through their fashion magazines...
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