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Hello Dear Reader,
I am composição literária an original novel and I wanted people to at least hear the word of it before I tried to get it out in the world. It's called "The Death Contracts, Vol. 1: GLIMPSE" and it's the story of the main character named Astrid Marker.
The reason why I'm posting this link everywhere I know possible is because I want fans. Desperate? No. mais like curious to see how many people can review what I have so far and tell me what they think. I have the first 8 Chapters posted on my perfil at the website figment.com, the link to it plus the synopsis is straight below, but I wanted to enlighten fellow authors to be first.

CreateSpace.Com - What? Yes. For any author in the business, or any musician, or any filmography buff, Createspace.com is THE place for you! There you can upload your product of book/music/movie, after making sure it's as professional as you'd like it to be, and you can get it out there on Amazon.com for the world to literally SEE and BUY! No joke. Check it out. I know this girl that I follow on my Instagram account who has done this and her first novel is called BORN OF LIGHT, book one in her CHANGE OF FATES series, which you can buy as an eBook or paperback version through Amazon.com. Her name is Danielle Carroll and she is my latest idol.
Anyways, you can set up prices and use your own cover art or use theirs, and amazonas, amazon, amazônia will take their proceeds from a certain percentage of the set price to get paid back for what they do for people like us, those who make it, for every product sold. So, that's why I said for a limited time. My book's first 8 chapters are online for a limited time due to self publishing happening, and I will be removing it from the internet soon, so I want to gain readers as much as possible for those to buy the book whenever I have it available.

Now, here is the synopsis of my novel GLIMPSE:
Astrid Marker is a Death Dealer. He can tell the living from the dead por one quick look, due to a distinct tattoo that forms on those of the Living Dead. Witnessing his mentor's murder, and tracking down the one responsible, Astrid enters a world of lies, deceit, magic and mayhem and soon realizes that everything is not as it seems...

Thank you for taking the time to read this, and if the synopsis intrigued you, here is the link for you all to enjoy: link

If you found the CreatSpace.com info mais helpful, I'm glad to have shared. Let your voice be heard! :)

Sincerely,
Author In Progress,
Justin A. Barnes/PeytonAnneEllie/BuffyFaithFan1
*total drama theme song plays*
cris:Hello everyone were back in the studios.
cris:this is another exiting season of total drama.
cris:a chance to win 1 grand here comes the contestestants
max: *waves*
julie:im gonna win this thing
james:what up people im winning this thing
selena:hello losers you guys have no chance against muwah
tim:selfish little dadys girl >:(
june:hello everyone im ju- *justin shoves june* justin:woahhhhh
tim:*helps up june* oi im tim
june:hehe im june *shakes hand*
emma:oh hi peope im so happy to be here
tyler:hello *teeth shines*
Emma:wow ur hot :o
alex:hello *waves*
john: does...
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“What’s the true?” said someone. Skipper and Katherine turned to that side. There were standing Kowalski and Rico.
“What are you doing here?” asked Skipper a little angry.
“We saw you weren’t in HQ, so we concerned and decided to find you, sir” said Kowalski. After that words started silence “So… what’s the true?”
“I can’t told you” said Skipper.
“Why?” asked Rico.
“Skipper, sooner or later you’ll have to” said Katherine
“Ok, but you must promise, you won’t tell it private” said Skipper and looked at Katherine.
“We will do it” said Katherine in calming...
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posted by Herro_There
He creeps through the alley ways
Forever, perhaps
All in search
Of a few meaningless scraps

Paws scared, pele, peles stained
Mourning over
What his coração once contained

colarinho, colar torn, soul lost
Forever wandering
On the ground of frost

Memories will never fade
For his closest companion
And master for life, betrayed

Kicked on the streets
Forced to live
With the night's beasts
Wanders and wonders
Hiding in the shadows
From the night's thunders

Forgive and forget
They always say
But that thought doesn't enter the mind of this stray
Hoping one dia a new master would come
But alas, that is seldom

As days go by, and nights linger
He hopes and prays
For his soul and body
To part ways

For the pain is torture
And the future is bleak
Shunned from the world
Known as a freak

When, oh when, will the world learn?
How would they feel if the tides were turned?
posted by elizasmomma
Echoes from the outside
The shades of evening soul
Step por step dance toward the open windows
Bring out the sounds when the wind blows
Upon my face and around my skin
A melody touches to any hearts,
Hush, again and again till it echoes inside
Erase the elegy of pain and sorrow
Bring the wings to follow the flying sparrow

Come inside and spread the feels
Flaunt me to the air in vibrating melody
Me, diving in tunes of melancholy
Voicing a happy song internally
Stay in spirit for life, amor lively

And come an estranged voice
Jump over the notes chasing after me
Fluently you flute the words, pour a new melody...
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posted by tigerseye43
After crying for a bit, Flair fell asleep on Lane's shoulder. Lane looked at the sleeping girl and sighed.
"I wish it didn't have to happen, Flair. We all wished that. But what as happened cannot be taken back." he said quietly. He knew she was asleep but he just felt like he needed to say it. "We couldn't save them."
*******
Flair woke up the seguinte day, her head laying on Lane's chest. She closed her eyes at the thought of last nights events.
"So much blood....so much death." she whispered to herself, a single tear falling from her eye. She quickly wiped is away and sat up. She poked Lane. "Wake...
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Hà Nội,năm 2050
Đừng...đừng nói gì.Tôi ko nghe được gì hoặc là tôi nghe mà ko hiểu gì và hơn nữa là tôi ko biết mình sẽ phải nói gì đâu.
Suỵt,đừng hỏi!Nếu ko,tôi sẽ quên luôn cả rằng tôi đang định làm gì và phải làm những gì.
Tôi đang bối rối,chân tay trở nên thừa thãi vụng về.
Dây này...nối vào đây.Rồi,công tắc đó...
Màn hình cảm ứng sáng xanh hiện lên các thông số kĩ thuật.Tôi lần lượt chọn Font type,Color...Xong xuôi,tôi hồi hộp nhấn"Finish"và lao ra cửa,ngẩng...
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posted by Insight357
Ciel Parker walked down the dark, gray hallway on the topo, início floor of the mental institution he worked at. His brown hair fell over his deep green eyes; the white light hanging above was too harsh for his sensitive vision. He glanced up as he walked further down the hallway, trying to see how long it was until he reached his office.

He passed cells B and C, slightly nodding as acknowledgement to the security guards standing in front of the doors. The topo, início floor of Virginia’s Mental Institution held the worst patients the state had to offer. People with severe schizophrenia, extreme depression,...
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Chapter 1
October, 1964

I lied awake on my bed.

I couldn’t sleep.

My mind was wandering, racing to different topics at the same time. I couldn’t stay on one subject in my mind for mais than ten seconds. I was restless.

Just then, out of nowhere, I remembered something that I particularly didn’t want to remember. But I did anyway. It was something that I hated thinking about, and something that I thought about all the time. I got up, clad in only a pair of jeans, and walked over to my closet and turned on the light. I pulled down old, dusty boxes and yellowed papers off of the closet’s shelf....
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posted by NekoTheif
Splitch splotch let's add some color
On this old white dollar
Paint it green
paint it red
Add some color on the threads

Add some yellows
Add some reds
Add some blues
Oops! Try again

Let the green twine up like a vine
And the reds com bust in to the sky
And in the sky the blues stand proudly
Woven with purples and the greys make it cloudy
The yellows and oranges make pretty petals

And the gold shines like all types of metals
Paint it wide, paint it fast
Paint the picture with your brain
Add some flare add some blacks to make a lines
Like a train

Add some yellows
Add some reds
Add some blues
If I can do it...
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Chapter Four: "Sacrificial Lamb"

The sun was riding low in the sky, but the dia students had not yet finished their classes. Ichiru had gotten himself excused from the last class, claiming a severe stomach ache. After fooling the nurse and being sent back to his room to rest, he'd promptly slipped back out of the dorm again and made his way out here. In a few hours, Zero would get out of class; he always got out ahead of the others in order to have time for his guardian duties, so he could pretend to protect the dia Students from the Night Students… ironic and despicable, considering he himself...
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posted by ZekiYuro
The art of composição literária a letter takes practice, knowledge about proper form and the ability to put into words your feelings, thoughts, and/or ideas. If you learn the basic parts of a letter, it will help you to create letters for a variety of occasions.
Parts of the Letter:

Your address
At the topo, início of your letter, you will put your address, so the reader will know where to send their reply to.

Date
Put the encontro, data on which the letter was written in the format mês dia ano i.e. June, 15, 2009.

Inside Address
The inside address is only required for a business letter and will include the address of the person...
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Some students have trouble composição literária essays in the traditional sense, moving from topo, início to bottom. They struggle to get words on the pages this way, which causes them to take significantly longer to write whatever they need to write. If you’re going to school at one of the topo, início online universities, you need to know how to write well and efficiently at the same time. This is crucial in a fast-paced degree program like the ones available on the web.

When I was in college, I actually wrote all of my essays in reverse, starting from the conclusion and working my way to the introduction. This may be...
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f I had to identify the most important step in composição literária an essay, I would probably say it was the organization. Coming up with a thesis is a big part of essay writing, but it doesn’t mean anything if you do not have the proper support for it. That is where organization comes into play. If you can put your thoughts in the right order, you can get people to feel a certain way as they read your work. It’s like taking them on a journey through your mind.

Here are some tips to help you effectively organize your essays in the future.

The Pyramid Method
This is my favorito way to write essays, and...
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Some times ago,scientists began experiments to find out whether it would be possible to set up a 'village' under the sea.A special room was built and lowered into the water of Port Sudan in the Red Sea.For 29 days,5 men lived at a depth of 40 feet.At a much lower level,another two divers stayed for a week in a smaller 'house'.On returning to the surface,the men said that they had experienced no difficulty in breathing and had made many interesting scientific observations.The captain of the party,Commander Cousteau,spoke of the possibility of cultivating the seabed.He said that some permanent...
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sorry guys i haven't been composição literária once again i am very busy so i have not had a chance to write but i will finish soo i can start the 8th grade guide which i will update hopefully....but i will start now.

So school has started and so far so good.The first days we talk about rules and expectations they have. But after that week is over they just kinda start with stuff. The first few weeks of 7th grade were good we voted for school officers, and of course Cassie won vice president(she was the only one running). You see Cassie is a "Triple P." She's Pretty, Popular, and Peppy. She is a Pom, she...
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posted by hgfan5602
I'm up all the time now.
Head up
Shoulders back
Legs slightly apart
Back straight.

I walk into the exam room,
Knowing inside my heart
That the ones who fear
Are the ones who do not succeed.

I sit down.
Confident,
I start my song
Of utmost elegance.

I use all my power
And strength.
I use all the dynamics in the world,
I use everything everyone's brought me.
I use all the good that everyone
Has given me
In my life.

Time goes slowly by.
I feel myself going along with the beat.
I am entranced in my own song.
It feels better than ever before.

I am done.
I walk over to the judges,
Shaking each hand.
I feel a sense of pride in my heart,
Knowing that I have done it now.
I truly have.
posted by hgfan5602
I am disappointed,
At the way things are moving along.
Why is everyone so private about
Everything?

I am disappointed,
That I have not met my dream yet.
It seems a long way until I will
Catch my dream in the sky.

I am disappointed,
With many people.
Not just me.
But mostly me.

Why am I being so selfish?
Why are other people being so unkind?
Everything seems in ruin,
Including me.

I am sorry that this is the way it must be
Today,
But I know that tomorrow is a new day,
Waiting for all of us to do good deeds.
And do we shall.
posted by Rae-Ash
I’m so, so afraid
To show the real me
Will you laugh at me?
--Call me names?
--Or just abandon me?
I don’t want to lose you
So, please say something…

Be yourself
Don’t be a fraud
And one dia you’ll see
You’re beautiful
--Wonderful
--And Amazing
It’s just a matter of time

You’re always so perfect
It must be a front
To hide the real you
Are you ashamed
--Or could you be embarrassed?
So, which is it?

Be myself
Don’t be someone else
And I’ll prove to you
I’m beautiful
--Intelligent
--And Amazing
Just watch and see

We’re two total opposites
Against the world
Will they snuff our light out?
--Or knock us...
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Jake Gartner here. For some reason, something kept those mutant serpents away from us. Chase Johnson, my friend, is over here with me at the biblioteca of Death. Yeah. Bad name for a library, if you ask me. I would never have come here in the first place, had no one ever bothered me with a ransom note about my mother dying if I didn't go on this life-or-death journey. (Sorry, I have to speed the story up now. Chase says I'm getting all the attention.) So, what we found out at the library. Not much. All we found out was that mutant serpents tend to be very huge, have sharp teeth, and stay away...
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posted by Insight357
    “Kayden!” Sebastian-my band’s manager-had a look of dismay on his simple features. I couldn’t hear him, but I could read his lips. Anyone who knew me knew to get my attention before they spoke.
    “What?” I asked. Though I’d been deaf since I was five I knew how to speak as well as anyone with full hearing.    
    “You still haven’t made your set list,” he stated, his face screwed up into a frown. “The first performance is tomorrow night.”
    “I’ll have it finished...
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