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The Suicide - NAP

The dark, cold river reminded me of a deep black abyss, flowing rough and fast as I stood watching it from the wooden bridge. I have stood here many times before but never have I felt the dread I feel tonight. My heart thumping hard enough I could hear it, but it was not the only thing I could hear. The voice whispering, “You must do it.” the voice laughed. My hands shook as I puffed on my cigarette, my hair brushing my face in the gentle wind. It is a warm night but still a shiver ran down my spine, I look down, deep into the water. A dancing silhouette under the dingy water called to me. “Join me.” It sung, its voice welcoming and warm. The empty bottle of pills on the floor beside me was blurring a little. The starry sky above lit the landscape I was looking onto. Sadness filling my stomach along with a severe burning sensation I assumed was the tablets I had just swallowed. I closed my eyes leaning over the metal railings of the bridge. My Mother's face lit up my blank mind, s…

Uncle Charlie - NAP

Rolling over, I wrapped my arms around her, she lay still, sleeping. The room was silent, the gentle humming of the boiler downstairs was all to be heard. Usually she’s awake before me, maybe she’s coming down with the flu. I squeezed her, leaning my head into her luscious brown hair. I take a deep breath as her beautiful scent drifted up my nose enhancing my senses.
My heart fluttered wildly, like the first time I met her, I remembered it like it was yesterday. Her deep brown eyes spotting me from Across the room. At an instant I fell in love.
It’s been 5 years. There was only one problem throughout our relationship, her husband.
She was married, she told me she was. But I knew one day, I’d end up with her. My pull to her was to strong, I could not live without her. I knew deep inside she couldn’t live without me.
I snapped myself back to reality, her smell getting stronger, the house still silent.
It was eerie, really, how quiet the house was, even though she has two children and her hus…

The Possession - NAP

The possession

My dad was a minister, we lived in a small town. The one day he asked me if I believed in possession. No chance, was my answer, I didn’t believe in a god, never mind demons and devils. They're a state of mind, a medical condition, I believed that with all my heart. 

Later that day he asked if I'd accompany an exorcism as a witness. The more witnesses the better the outcome for the one exercising the demon, if the possessed one dies. Our main objective was to just watch and tell anyone that needed to know that it was a true possession and no foul play was included. A doctor must also be present, the doctor to watch the possessed one, make sure his/her stats are OK, and be there if help is needed. As well as to witness. Now what I didn't know was that what we was doing was not approved by the vatican. We had a minister, a priest, myself and a doctor. I was told that we leave in the morning, it’s a few hour drive and to get some rest because I needed to be alert.…

Over The Bridge

The dark, cold river reminded me of a deep black abyss, flowing rough and fast as I stand watching it from the wooden bridge. I have stood here many times before but never have I felt the dread I feel tonight. My heart thumping hard enough I can hear it, but it was not the only thing I can hear. The voice whispering to me,  “You must do it.” It laughs. My hands shake as I puff on my cigarette, my hair brushing my face in the gentle wind. It is a warm night but still a shiver ran down my spine, I look down, deep into the water. A dancing silhouette under the dingy water called to me. “Join me.” It sings, it’s voice welcoming and warm. The empty bottle of pills on the floor beside me is blurring a little. The starry sky above lit the landscape I was looking onto beautifully. Sadness filling my stomach along with a severe burning sensation I assume is the tablets I had just swallowed. I close my eyes leaning over the metal railings of the bridge. My mothers face lit up my blank mind, she smi…

Forgotten Love, A love that lasts forever.

     He sat alone, waiting, but for what he didn’t know. He felt it would be a good day to wait, to hope, that he would finally meet her.
She had come here every morning for breakfast for weeks, her dark her bouncing in loose curls down her back as she walked through the doors. Finally he plucked up the courage to talk to her.
That is the day she disappeared, he no longer saw her big brown eyes still sleepy in the early sunlight, he could barely remember her olive skin, smooth and soft. Her voice rang tauntingly in his mind.
     “Black coffee and strawberry pancakes please.”
He snapped open his weary eyes to once again realise his mind was playing cruel tricks on him.
     Maybe her shifts had simply been changed, maybe her work started later. Maybe, just maybe if he waited until 3pm he’d see her walk gracefully through the doors.
But what if she had moved house, moved town or even worse, moved country. His heart pounded at the thought, he shook his head understanding how silly he mus…

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 up…