Book

Ok, so this is a page dedicated to the book I'm in the process of writing.  I'm not going to be ignorant and think "oh, well the world is a happy non-plagerizing place" so i'm not going to copy and paste my entire novel on the internet.  However, for those of you who still have morals, I am going to post quotes and excerpts.  Feel free to comment and let me know what you think. :)


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I wrote the one scene in my book that was undoubtable the hardest to write and I would like your opinion PLEASE.  It is, in fact, the sex scene of the novel.  I tend to write from experience....... soooooo..... I had to simply, strongly imply the scene.  As it were, I don't exactly have personal background with the subject. :)
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"I could hardly breathe. Moving to this small town in eastern Arizona, I would have never in my wildest, most enchanting dreams imagined myself in this predicament. Surely I couldn’t possibly go through with what was happening. Yet at the same time, who was I to question fate? Regardless of how cliché it may sound, it was true magic between us. Lying on that rock in the warm night air with Michael pressed against me was so natural and yet so unfamiliar at the same time.


He shifted his weight back to his knees and slowly rose to hover above me. With his lips still gently touching mine, and could feel the warmth of his breath as he spoke.

“I’m sorry Kyira.”

I pushed my head back as far as I could so my eyes could focus on his face. He was smiling the most comforting smile I’ve ever seen, it gave me the trust I needed to be 100% at peace with my decision. I had no reason to be frightened while I was with him.

“I’m sorry I’ve made you wait this long to hear me tell you I love you.”



I began to feel the coolness of rock beneath me as the shirt that kept us separated was being pulled slowly over my head. My bare feet slid downward and where they stopped my toes rested lightly in the water. I could feel the texture of his skin as it came in contact with every inch of mine. He kissed my neck sweetly. I lifted my lips to his ear.

“I love you too Michael.”"
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