Somehow, my most popular story is smut. I don't usually write smut. I did it once, and look what happened. Ugh.
Anyway, Hope you enjoy my work. I do pour my heart, soul, sweat and tears into it.
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World in Tatters Ch. 24
I find Alice sprawled out face down on the bed like a sleeping bear. And like a sleeping bear, it takes a while to wake her up. She was always a heavy sleeper, with few exceptions, even when we were kids. I have to grab her by the shoulders and shake her hard before she even begins to stir.
World in Tatters Ch 23
I lean back against the wall between our doors, letting my weight slide down to the floor. I’m careful not to make any noise. I don’t want to disturb the others. I feel my head swimming from all the alcohol. As I sit there listening to Alice and Rachel talking, I hear the faint purr from the other side of their door. Rachel’s obnoxious cat must have found himself a nice warm spot for the night.
World in Tatters Ch. 22
I decided to take a bit of a nap while we wait for sunset, since I didn’t get to sleep last night. Luckily, since the storm passed, the midday air is cool and comfortable. I pick out a spot in the shade of a large oak away from the others and plant myself against the trunk. I look up, taking in the cloudy azure sky before drifting off to sleep.
World in Tatters Ch. 21
Once Bertrand is out of sight, I cross the clearing and head off to find Alice. She didn’t go too far. I find her sitting against the trunk of a large tree uprooted by last night’s storm. Looks like she’s been crying, but she’s stopped now. She pulls her knees up to her chest, resting her chin atop.
World in Tatter Ch. 19
The storm raged most of the night, not letting up until the wee hours of the morning. Not long after we got to this place, I dozed off, but I couldn’t sleep for long. A couple hours at most. I woke up shivering on the floor, clothes still completely soaked through. However, when I come to, I realize Alice is no longer by my side.
World in Tatters Ch. 18
Once Corina and Isabella get the clinic’s gear packed back up, George shows us all out through the back door into the garden. Clouds drift high overhead, covering the midday sun. The air has cooled significantly, which likely means rain is coming soon. That’s good for us. It means the roads won’t be as busy, and it gives us a good excuse to hide our faces. When it rains, people tend to keep to themselves, only paying attention to their own problems. Plus, the cool afternoon air is a nice break from the oppressive heat we’ve had recently.
World in Tatters Ch. 17
As it turns out, Rowena was right. As soon as I lay down on the couch, the stress of the last few days really hits me. I crash pretty hard. I’m not even sure how long I’ve slept, but by the time I wake up it’s daylight, and my entire body aches from sleeping on the couch. As I slowly sit up, joints popping, I open my eyes to the piercingly bright sunbeams shooting through the living room windows and a delightful smell coming from the kitchen.
World in Tatters Ch 16
George runs off up the stairs while Alice and I get Mateo into the house. We take him to the dining room and hoist him up onto the table. In the glowing light of the gas lamps, this is the first time we’ve been able to get a good look at the wound in his leg.
World in Tatters Ch. 15
After we get our hostages secured with the others, Charlie and I head over to the warehouse to assist our teammates. By the time we get there, though, Corina’s squad has most of the warehouse cleared out. Isabella and Mateo are out at the dock loading the supplies into a wagon. Alice is getting a horse hooked up to pull us out of here.
World in Tatters Ch. 14
We meet up at the safe house as planned about an hour before dark. It’s going to take some time to get into position for the op. CP is expecting Philip’s signal in about two hours, right after they relieve the previous guard detail. For now, though, it’s time for us to gear up.
World in Tatters Ch.13
It took me a little longer than I hoped to make it back to Corina’s camp. I decided it wise to take the long way around, just in case. It must have been around midnight before I finally walked into the old library to find Corina and Alice talking in the corner. Alice looks upset. She sits against the wall, her leg bouncing from nerves, but she doesn’t see me coming just yet. My guess is that she has been like that for a while.