Series
Anura’s Meeting
The local runner may have been new, but he was the one assigned by the lead to save the girl once they new the kidnapping was in motion. He never knew where they got the information but it was always accurate. The structural organization was efficient and effective and not to mention well known and very active in community developments. It was like they wanted own the city, this itself could be although be true, just never told to anyone.
By MIXHAELI MENTE3 years ago in Fiction
QR Code Murders: Tiny Town. Content Warning.
Interviews with the FBI became a standard around the streets of Wilmington for Yawquisha. They spoke more direct somehow. It was like their cadence fit that of a drill instructor: patient, poignant, and to the point. When she could snag an interviewee, she did her best to get the higher ranking agents.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
QR Code Murders: The Coolness of the Day. Content Warning.
Blogs and vlogs were all frenzied with new information pouring out of the streets of Wilmington. Yawquisha obstructed. She rammed against the hearsay and the whoshotjohn. All she did was stick to the facts and govern her interviews with directness, truth.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
QR Code Murders: Model of Exactitude. Content Warning.
“Who’s is this?” No one said a word for a moment. Their eyes watched for the signal. “I guess it’s no one’s!” The leader of the gang hollered. He was Thornton Patton. He was six-feet-two inches and snarled as he talked. He was the executive producer of the records but never rapped. He had a slight build but a mean gaze that stretched into the soul if he glanced too long.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
QR Code Murders: Diamond State Music Group. Content Warning.
“That’s what I don’t get. They still got people from other places outside of the state coming here. They’re not solving anything. These crimes keep happening. We got rappers out here trying to represent other states like Jersey and Pennsylvania. It’s not right,” said Holbrook Brine.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
QR Code Murders: Thoughts Flowed. Content Warning.
Yawquisha Hudlin rid the video of sibilance. The words sounded as crisp as an autumn evening. She got rid of the assonance, too. Every word flowed. She thought to herself about the next check due to deposit into her bank account. Her last video garnered fourteen million views. She also took in twenty thousand dollars in donations. It all stemmed from this work.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
Eternal Echoes
In the years that followed, the town of Jefferson embraced the legacy left by Alex and Emma. The bookstore, library, and high school bore their names, immortalizing a love that had become synonymous with the very essence of the community. The high school, now a haven for budding artists and writers, carried the spirit of Alex and Emma, inspiring new generations to dream and love fearlessly.
By Nwankwo Amarachi3 years ago in Fiction
Eternal Echoes
As the town of Jefferson embraced its role as the guardian of Alex and Emma's legacy, the love story continued to weave its magic in unexpected ways. The annual festival became a magnet for artists, writers, and dreamers from all walks of life, transforming Jefferson into a haven for those seeking inspiration and a connection to something timeless.
By Nwankwo Amarachi3 years ago in Fiction
The Existential Woman
Norman and Shanna shared his small house. He had added an apartment to the house where the old garage used to be. Shanna had thought at first that he had done so for either him or her to live in and enjoy, so that they wouldn't have to be "room mates" anymore. But that wasn't on his mind at all. Instead he signed up for some program through some charitable organization which helped place homeless people in suitable housing. He got some kind of kick back for his donation.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman3 years ago in Fiction
QR Code Murders: Do Black People Live in Delaware?. Content Warning.
Yellow tape had been removed from the apartment. No glass or scorched ground appeared. Yawquisha thanked the cleanup crew. She directed her full attention to the editing bay. Finally, she had a full array of controls to develop her storyline. The need to create and produce made in her mind a distinct idealism. She thought about the many too many ways for her work to be explored by herself. Anyone who decided to take in her offerings was a bonus.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
