Cilla Shiels

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StoryPuked On and P***ed Off gletherby67 years 1 month ago
StoryJohnny's Retirement Dreams Cilla Shiels27 years 2 months ago
StoryAnother night... gletherby67 years 2 months ago
StoryWorking for my Dad. Cilla Shiels27 years 2 months ago
StoryRandom Acts gletherby77 years 2 months ago
StoryDesperate Invitation Cilla Shiels27 years 2 months ago
StoryTales from the Old Four-poster Bed Cilla Shiels47 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Perfect Murder Cilla Shiels47 years 3 months ago
StoryBlindingly Obvious Cilla Shiels07 years 3 months ago
Story‘Dear Darling Daughter’: letters, sore knees, chicken legs gletherby57 years 3 months ago
StoryWho Says Crimes Doesn't Pay? Cilla Shiels27 years 4 months ago
StoryLost Inheritance Cilla Shiels37 years 4 months ago
StoryEnough gletherby67 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Kindness of Kevin gletherby77 years 4 months ago
StoryJoe's Roses gletherby67 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Rendezvous gletherby67 years 5 months ago
StoryBest Friend's Text Cilla Shiels17 years 9 months ago
StoryFriendship, the Greatest Gift of All Cilla Shiels07 years 9 months ago
StoryBe Careful What You Wish For! Cilla Shiels17 years 9 months ago
StoryAbandonment Cilla Shiels27 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Truth, The Whole Truth, Nothing But . . . gletherby107 years 9 months ago
StoryInvisible Mending gletherby67 years 9 months ago
StoryAn Everyday Housewife... Cilla Shiels Cilla Shiels47 years 9 months ago
StoryOblivion Cilla Shiels07 years 10 months ago
StoryBruce's Uprising Cilla Shiels17 years 10 months ago

My stories

Ring, ring. Ring, ring!

The phone rang. “Hello,” I said. “Hello.” No one answered. The phone rang. “Hello,” I said. “Hello.” No one answered. I hung up. All the lights went...

Presumed Dead

Presumed Dead Peeking through the window, her surprise turned to horror... Jenny’d had a telegram from the Home Office: “Lost at Sea. - Presumed Dead...

Those Icy Fingers Down My Spine

Icy fingers gripped my arm in the darkness... This isn’t how I’d imagined it! I’d fancied Bob since starting with the company three months ago. I’d...

Saving His Bacon

Saving His Bacon My twelve-year-old brother was watching television but I didn’t want to sit down and be quiet. My eight-year-old self wanted to play...

Ye Faithful Servant

Ye Faithful Servant Here she comes again! She swings that door open, nearly taking it off its hinge. She slams the plate on the revolving tray and...

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