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Books - http://debbietung.com/books
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Succulents
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TheFatRat x RIELL - Hiding in the Blue [Lyric Video]
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FSW character dialogue
“Why do I do what I do? I don’t ever want to see anyone in a position where they’re powerless. With the exception of the bad guys, of course.”----Mal/Jagged Bolt from my superhero series
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I know her name
I know her name
“Look out!”
Jagged Bolt turned and a fist slammed into her head. She collapsed on the ground, head spinning and throbbing. Then she stumbled to her feet and immediately got a fist in the stomach. She bent over, fighting nausea. And all this to stop the brainless robbers from mugging a poor young woman. In an alley, of course.
Speaking of which, the lowlife idiots rushed at Jagged Bolt, grabbing…
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makes me think of one of my witches Daphne
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makes me think of my witch Bella, who prefers water spells (or more accurately, ice spells)
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art inspiration for my villain Onyx from my superhero series (on my wordpress blog)
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character art of Roman, one of my witches in my Magicals series (character template from picrew)
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inspiration for my villain Onyx
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Who is this witch?------Magicals series
Who is this witch?——Magicals series
Cloudy day. Cool afternoon. Perfect time to be at a coffee shop. At least Wendy thought so. She had settled down in a cozy armchair in a corner of the shop.
Now for the coffee.
Glancing at the rest of those in the room, she grabbed a newspaper lying on the end table next to her and opened it up, completely covering her. And when she lowered it, a coffee cup was clutched between two fingers. She…
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