ElleAira
Narrative Architect
- ElleAira was last seen:
- In another dimension
- When I'm not writing erotica I like to
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Read books and go for a run
- When I'm not reading erotica I like to read
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Horror and Young Adult books
- My favorite word for "penis" is
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- My favorite word for "vagina" is
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- I write erotica because
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Hobby, also would like to become a writer
- In conclusion, I am
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February 22, 2015 - Failure by ElleAira
Chapter 18 in Late To The Party
I woke up late the next day and stumbled into the bathroom like I’d lost a fight on the way there. I squinted at my reflection, head tilted, as if a better angle might change the outcome. It didn’t. The dark circles under my eyes looked like bruises I didn’t remember earning. The...
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February 21, 2015 - Stuck by ElleAira
Chapter 17 in Late To The Party
My book was practically pressed to my face, but I hadn’t read a single word. I was watching Jackie sketch. June was cramming for the exam like a man possessed, muttering formulas under his breath and flipping through his notes as if they contained the secret to eternal life. It...
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February 14, 2015 - Worth part 2 by ElleAira
Chapter 16 in Late To The Party
June, Jackie, Ginny, and the rest of their friend group filtered in with the kind of relaxed confidence that made them look like they were entering the cafeteria scene of a teen drama-laughing, trading secrets, already in on a joke the rest of us weren’t cool enough to be briefed...
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February 14, 2015 - Worth Part 1 by ElleAira
Chapter 15 in Late To The Party
As always, I was late. At this point, it didn’t even feel like a flaw anymore - more like a biological setting I’d been born with. Some people had dimples. I had chronic lateness. I wasn’t even walking fast; I was strolling, borderline gliding, like a man taking the scenic route...
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January 6, 2014 - Time by ElleAira
Chapter 14 in Late To The Party
Time heals all wounds. Apparently, whoever said that deserved a refund. Christmas break came and went, and the things June had said during our little drinking disaster kept replaying in my head like a cursed audio file I couldn’t delete. Honestly, I felt guilty for thinking abou...
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December 17, 2014 - Born by ElleAira
Chapter 13 in Late To The Party
The week passed by normally - or as normally as life ever got for someone actively trying not to think about an eight-hour bus ride and a five-dollar manga that somehow radiated emotional weight like it was forged in Mount Doom. Jackie’s manga stayed safely on my bedside table,...
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December 10, 2014 - Lies by ElleAira
Chapter 12 in Late To The Party
What in the hell am I even doing? That question didn’t casually pop into my mind - it slammed into me the moment the bus rolled out of the terminal, like someone had lobbed a steel chair straight at my frontal lobe. From that point onward it looped relentlessly, circling my skul...
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October 28, 2014 - Hell by ElleAira
Chapter 11 in Late To The Party
So there I was – hating every single minute I spent in that classroom. Even before stepping inside, I was already counting down the hours until I could escape. My bag felt heavier than usual, like it knew I was carrying something bad inside it – invisible but crushing all the sa...
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October 7, 2014 – Winner by ElleAira
Chapter 10 in Late To The Party
The tournament we’d been training for was finally here. By then, I was burned out from scrims against June and Jackie. It wasn’t fun anymore - every match just reminded me how close they’d gotten. So yeah, I was thankful it was over. Or maybe just relieved it would stop remindin...
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September 21, 2014 - Prison by ElleAira
Chapter 9 in Late To The Party
After that game, something in me flipped. No more lazy clicking, no more half-assing rounds. I farmed like my soul was on probation. Every last hit felt personal. Every win felt like proof I wasn’t the same idiot who’d thrown the last one. We stomped June’s team so many times t...
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