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Who in the world am I?



Who am I?

It's a simple question, with an infinite amount of answers. So lets start with the basics;

I'm Nicole A Preedy, I write, I read, I kick ass.

I write a whole load of crazy crap, but I do have my fair share of stories to tell, as a fiction writer my ideas are always coming, and never leaving. As well, of course, the inspirational quote!

I write Thrillers, Romance and Horror. Though I can be quite funny!


Why do you care? Simple answer is YOU DON'T. 


Complex answer? You are bored, you want to read something, something that will make you laugh, cry, bite your lip in anticipation or think deep into the logic of a made up murderer.

So, you're asking, what the hell is next.

EXACTLY, Hell is next, a few stories, HORROR, stories, based on Ghosts, Demons, Monsters and even the Devil himself well, I like to call him Lucifer since were on a first name basis! As well as the lovable and heart wrenching love stories!






Keep your eyes open for the first STORY to be feasted upon by, well... YOU. I'll leave you with this...







From my upcoming novel, "The Dark Obsession"



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