The Love PotionIt would not be quite accurate to say Elizabeth Blake had been born with a silver spoon in her mouth. A spoon of pure gold, encrusted with diamonds, would do her upbringing more justice. All her life she had luxuriated within her family's mansion of dazzling white marble out in the countryside, supported by the labor of their cotton plantation's loyal and industrious workforce. Indeed, the Blakes had amassed so much wealth that finding a suitable husband for their darling princess Elizabeth was like mining for gems in a pig-sty.The Love Potion by DaBrandonSphere
True, armies of men would flock to the Blake estate to court her, showering her with praise for her ginger locks, fern-green eyes, and cherry-red lips. But a proper belle like Elizabeth cared little for all those smelly, sun-weathered rednecks, and her old father cared for them even less. It was not until after her twenty-fifth birthday had passed when one worthy young gentleman, an enterprising doctor by the name of Thomas Henderson, had moved into her neighbo
Little HeartLittle Heart by sydneypie
Based From The Video Of The Same Name (Check Description)
A Story To robertstiltskin AKA DelusionsOfSquallor
Once Not Too Long Ago,Down Town In The City, There Stood Two Little Shops, Facing Each Other On A Quiet Street.
In The Window In One Of The Shops Stood A Little Paperweight Named Oswald. He looked like a fine gentleman. He wore an evening suit with a black bow-tie.His black hair is long but the top of his head is bald. He Carried A Small Umbrella, He Wore A Tall Hat, And Had A Beak Like Nose. But He was No Ordinary Paperweight.
When The Night Falls Where The Street Lamps Had Their Lights On And Less People Were Here In The Streets, In The Street All Is Quiet. In The Shop’s Window, Oswald Stood Quietly Until He Began To Breath. Oswald Came To Lif
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