Fiction
Businesswoman Chapter 44
Acrimony existed in the air. Loreen had been summoned to the studio of a classical music composer named Philant Barney. He crossed his hands in front of his piano. Then he saw Loreen out of the corner of his eye. Then he began to play. The lilting notes and precision of every chord change lifted Loreen’s spirit. Philant slammed on the keys in a sign of defiant dissonance. He turned to her and offered a crooked smile.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Chapters
A Poisonous Game
Electric Hearts: The room was filled with an electric hum, the kind of tension that seemed to make the air thicker, harder to breathe. Journalists stood in clusters, cameras at the ready, microphones poised, all eyes trained on the two figures who sat across from each other on stage. The distance between them wasn’t much, but it felt like miles. Or maybe just inches.
By llaurren's reads2 years ago in Chapters
Businesswoman Chapter 43
Hardware stores weren’t supposed to be this clean. There should’ve been dust everywhere from woodworking and little shards of metal and shavings littering the place. They did not see this when Loreen and Lisa arrived at the flagship location in Dover, Delaware of WorktheLand tools and supplies.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Chapters
The Conduit: Chapter 2
Chapter 2 Even at sea, a smoke-filled room can be found wherever there are risk-takers. Beneath the low-hanging light over the center of the table, Max and his department heads were enjoying well-earned downtime. It was after nine o’clock when Max flipped through the hand of cards in front of him. He looked around the room, reading the faces of his friendly opponents. Picking two blue chips from the table, he tossed them into the pot.
By Jason Morton2 years ago in Chapters
Diabolic Frenzy
I can see the Hollywood sign in the hills above the city. My chase of the evil demon has led me down many streets of Las Angeles, and now I sense the end is near. Tonight under the Hunter’s Moon, our centuries-old war will conclude. The scent of fear mixed with her odor permeates the air all around me, adding a fresh layer of stench to the smells of this sleepless town.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Chapters
The Life of Levi Rupp Ch. 2
Chapter 2: The Tryouts The weekend was a blur as Levi snoozed his alarm as he rolled the covers off his bare chest. Preparing for an early morning wake, he lethargically walked into the bathroom splashing cold water on his face to help him focus and prepare for the long day ahead. He had to pack extra clothes for the first day of tryouts, and he knew everyone at school would notice his extra duffel bag being toted around campus. With a few strokes to detangle his moppy curls, he wasn’t keen on appearances, but something told him, make this year different. So with a few globs of hair gel, he tousled his locks so they hung perfectly off the edge of his forehead. Now, time to rummage what clothes I have unpacked, he thought as he sauntered back into his room and opened his closet doors. Levi slipped into a relaxed, white long sleeve shirt and some dark blue jeans. With a quick tug of he pulled himself into his black sneakers. He quickly packed up his duffel bag with two sets of clothes, one for the tryout, and one for the post-shower. He placed his cleats into the bag, stained from dirt and old turf from when he once played. Levi couldn’t help but watch a flashback of when he, Malcolm and Silas used to play together, could they reconnect? Levi shook his head doubtfully, Silas had changed so much since they went to high school, it’s as if he hated us, but for what?
By Sibley Shamra2 years ago in Chapters
Businesswoman Chapter 42
Sun shone in the school. The whole place looked state-of-the-art. This academy in Wilmington welcomed grades first through twelfth. It showed how the progress of education ran against the controls of the city, state, and federal governments. When Loreen and Lisa arrived, they gasped at how spotless and new-agey the place felt.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Chapters
Fiendishly Consumed
The air around me is charged in anticipation of my meeting with the demonic witch. As I continue along the trail of the ancient murderess, I sniff the air for her familiar odor and almost gag at the pungent aroma of her scent. Bodies lay where they had fallen as she plunged through the crowds of people, leaving more dead than alive in her wake. Sensing that I am closer to her than I have been in ages, I dive deeper into this sleepless city, eager for the hunt to be finished.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Chapters
Weight
A voice—familiar and urgent—calls her name. Alexis. Her best friend. Her lifeline. "Stay with me, Naomi! Help is coming!" Darkness tugs at her, but she fights it. Memories push through the haze, pulling her back to a different summer. A different night.
By C. A. Elizabeth2 years ago in Chapters
