Cece Pinkerton

I specialize in romance with a subgenre of fantasy (or vice versa). Trying to be more of a plotter

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Cece Pinkerton

I specialize in romance with a subgenre of fantasy (or vice versa). Trying to be more of a plotter

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The Pain You Cause

Cece Pinkerton

1 min read

Nothing lasts forever, the good things will come and depart as though a train stopping in your station of life, and the bad things seem to stay longer as if lurking hoping to pull then wool over your eyes and make you believe it's hopeless, maybe it is, I wouldn't know, I live as though the next day isn't coming, and it finally didn't. looking back I think perhaps I went about it all wrong, perhap...

Crime, mystery & thriller

The Guilty

Cece Pinkerton

1 min read

Swallow, that you will never be the same. Live the same. That this is a definitive moment in your history. As the blood seeps through your fingers, you recognize this. Close your eyes, and feel the warmth of the liquid surrounding you.

Hidden, are the ways of the world. Why does it beat down on some who have nothing but raise those with too much on a podium for everyone to gaze at? What will be g...

Ready?

Cece Pinkerton

1 min read

I lay panting on the ground, covered in blood and dirt. Everything hurt, but it was done. I heard him move closer.

“Not still trying to kill me, are you?” I asked, only half joking

“Lacey-”

“If your gonna say something chivalrous, I'm will throw my knife at you.”

“You seem to have done plenty of that already,” he replied, inspecting his body, it was caked with blood and bruises. I turned on my sid...

Romance

Action & adventure

Beginning Of The End

Cece Pinkerton

1 min read

I reached for him, but he was gone, we had done it, but he was gone. I opened my eyes and could see nothing, taste, smell nothing. I only felt the tears streaming down my face. I was moments away from the creation of a planet that’s very existence had ruined my life. I was supposed to stop it from ever happening, but all I could think about was his face, he would never exist, I would fade, and we ...