<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/darkfedora"><title>Futuristic noir flavored stories - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/</link><description>Futuristic noir flavored stories, vampires, were-creatures.</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/254869" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/251966" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/251113" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/190884" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/189782" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/187239" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/187150" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/185844" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/178145" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/177901" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/254869"><title>Black Angel</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/254869</link><description>Black Angel by Nix Winter I'm always bending Always pleasing Always pleading Like me Stories sparkle like a glamour A spell with dazzling amour Other people's loves Mine seems to wait for a Voice that doesn't speak Kagi had been a novelist, once. A writer of cheap fiction, sold like quick...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/251966"><title>Story: The Trap 1/5</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/251966</link><description>The Trap by Nix Winter All rights reserved, copyright 2005 W Mir hissed as his fingers touched his boot. Even through the leather he could feel the heat, just like he could feel the chill coming from Loren = s glare. Okay, so it was, technically, his fault that the door had closed on his ankle....</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/251113"><title>Just a scrap, that I don't think will go anywhere</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/251113</link><description>This as Rice Paper By Nix Winter All rights reserved, copyright 2005 “Cory,” the waitress asked, “You want the same thing?” She was the same night shift waitress, jeans, loose tee-shirt, a pencil behind her ear because she studied for one math class or another when there wasn’t anyone in the...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/190884"><title>Blood and Flowers 3</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/190884</link><description>Blood and Flowers By Nix Winter Chapter Three Kirl had been waiting for them. They’d stood there, Alex holding Taylish, eyes of violet kryptonite glaring at her. She’d bared the path, arms across her chest. The information gathering mission had been a failure and Taylish needed medical treatment....</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/189782"><title>Blood and Flowers, chapters one and two</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/189782</link><description>Blood and Flowers By Nix Winter. copyright 2004, all rights reserved Taylish’s hands gripped the railing as if the music or shifting shadows of the club might make it disappear, might let him drop through the floor. Spine rigid, fear making macramé of his nerves, he was in the wrong place, at the...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/187239"><title>The Red Candle 3?</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/187239</link><description>The Red Candle 3 By Nix Winter Copyright 2004, all rights reserved Notes: This is really just play. I really want to get to the lemon in this story, then I’m going to re write the whole thing. I’ve got in mind a series I want to write. Still, this will be maybe worth reading. At least, I had fun...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/187150"><title>The Red Candle 2/a</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/187150</link><description>The Red Candle By Nix Winter Notes: This is kind of Red Candle 2a…. will try to get the 2b done tomorrow! Thank you all for being patient with my playing! J The next chapter will be on the Lemon Kisses journal, as it will contain a lemon "Tay?" Alex asked, stepping into Tay's room. It had been...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/185844"><title>The Red Candle</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/185844</link><description>The Red Candle By Nix Winter Copyright 2004, all rights reserved Notes: I’m just writing to get writing again. I have an idea for a love scene with these two. I know I haven’t really described then all that well in this piece. And I suppose I should move these notes over to my Emerald Ink blog,...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/178145"><title>A Northern Prince Chapter One</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/178145</link><description>Green steel bars weaving a curved lattice separated Sei from the world outside the palace. To him they had become the line between the things he could not remember and his life in the palace harem. No one spoke to him. He saw others, keepers and the royal harem women. Once he'd seen another male,...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/177901"><title>Bard Risk </title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/darkfedora/177901</link><description>Any feed back would be very appriciated:) The Bard Risk By Nix Winter Shared world with Xaijelic www.niejuno.net The scent of burning skin, of hot iron, and of recent vomit took the edge of fancy off the affair for Jewls. Hot iron and vomit he'd smelled before. He was a bard, even if they hadn't...</description></item></rdf:RDF>