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My Nextdoor Neighbor: A Teenage Crush Tale
I woke up to a loud noise and faint chatter coming from the building across from our house. Normally, I don't get up early on a Saturday, but this Saturday morning got me really annoyed. I rolled on my bed and took a pillow to cover my face, blocking my ears with it. I desperately wanted to catch more sleep, maybe for another hour or so, before fully waking up. But the sounds from outside continued to filter into my ears.
By Author Ceesong2 years ago in Fiction
Drillmington: Amidst the Whirlwind
As the elevator lowered to the ground level, Julisia sent a text for Armando to bring the Lightray around. They had stayed at the Mercier Hotel and been accustomed to the cold air outside. They didn’t feel it, though. The wintry blast did not affect them in the slightest.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Fiction
86 One Step at a Time
What the hell did I step in? And barefoot! I was stepping spryly from footfall to the next, using my feet to only mobilize. But ambulation requires watching where one steps so spryly. It requires proprioception, knowing when joints above the feet go awry.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
World in Tatters Ch. 29. Content Warning.
My four companions and I jump up, shocked by the sudden violence. The smell of blood fills the air as the crimson fluid sprays from Luther’s rent throat. The bodyguard holds Luther’s head back and watches, chuckling while his victim dies choking on and gargling his own blood.
By Kevin Barkman2 years ago in Fiction
Timber Tom. Content Warning.
A Terrifying Tremulous Trees story Timber Tom turned to his men, cleared his throat and began to read his long winded speech, tightly holding his notepad in his hairy sunburnt and scarred hands, his oily, messy hair stuck to the sides of his face while flys buzzed around him.
By Alex H Mittelman 2 years ago in Fiction
The Most Dangerous Game
Rain lashed against the aging wooden cabin, the rhythmic drumming a monotonous counterpoint to Sanger Rainsford's restless pacing. A renowned big-game hunter, Rainsford craved the thrill of the chase, the adrenaline surge of a worthy opponent. This luxurious yacht, courtesy of his wealthy benefactor, offered nothing but suffocating boredom. Suddenly, a booming voice jolted him from his reverie.
By Monnade Mixoum2 years ago in Fiction
85 All Good Things Must Come to an End
She'd finally gotten it all. Everything she'd always wanted. She was healthy, she was beautiful, and she had under her belt the three college degrees she had earned. Additionally, she was engaged to be married to the most eligible bachelor in the world, billionaire Peter Cloud, the CEO of Big Pharma who had invented the drug, Cloud-10™.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Maximum Area
Seeing life spark in Mat's tired eyes brought a grin on what should be my face. In a flash my body ascended into the vent where I originally came in through. Mat called out to me before I was out of earshot, "Are we done Z?" Dipping back into the room one last time I said, "For now".
By Lucy Torralba2 years ago in Fiction
Preparing for War
Tarron’s plan was honestly a good one. They discussed it with Councilor Belanor the next morning and instantly began to implement it. Councilor Belanor sent Ruith back to Malnora with the order to send out a selected number of elves across the Faye Expanse, including himself. Some of them were heading to seek help from elven towns, while the others went to recruit dwarves.
By Rebecca Patton2 years ago in Fiction
