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War of Rage Chapter 13
CHAPTER 13 “We have to get the fuck out of here!” James shouted as he wrapped the scabbard around his waist and then put his wind katana into it.
Nathaly ForneyPublished 2 years ago in FictionElite and Tawdry - Chapter 16
The 20-minute drive was met with deafening silence. Twice in the span of a week, Tawny was being chauffered someplace by car. And even though this wasn't an abduction, even though she wasn't angry or fearful for her life, for some reason she was even more anxious sharing a space with Professor McCurdy than with Dylan and his hired goons.
Shamona PretzPublished 2 years ago in FictionIria: Rogue A.I. (Chapter 1)
Just put it over there, Anthony. Mr. Thompson walked around the small room inspecting all the donated toys that had been delivered to the Shelter. Anthony carefully placed his box near the back of the large living room. There was not furniture here, only mounds of boxes stacked carefully.
Cyber DragonPublished 2 years ago in FictionThings We Don't Say
"Oh my God! Hey girl! Long time no see, how are you?!" Lauren blinked and literally cracked a smile - her lips were as dry as the text she'd just sent to her ex that had been trying frantically to win her back. Lauren wasn't interested, she had learned a long time ago that it's rarely ever a good idea to spin the block once it had been shot up. She was more interested in finding her lip balm as she was on the way out of the bathroom. She could feel the skin on her lips splitting as she held the plastered smile. Her mouth was extremely dry. "It really has been forever! Come, sit, sit, we've got so much to catch up on. Gosh! How has life been treating you Lauren?"
The Crumbling Kiss.
~Scarlet~ Quietly she lingers in the darkness. Tonight the hunt would begin in the shadows. The man she worked for was strict on timing and choices. Scarlet watched as families big as small exited the local theater. She needed to find the perfect one for her job to be complete so she could go home.
Last Ditch
Lia wakes up from an uneasy sleep, again. She hasn’t slept well since Carl and the falls. She wonders if she’ll ever be able to sleep well again. Jared has fully ghosted her. He won’t speak to her at all and she’s given up on him ever coming back. He was right, there’s not room in her heart for him right now. There’s barely enough room for Jayna. Lia doesn’t even have enough room in her heart to love herself anymore. And there’s that little part that feels like she’ll always love Carl…despite everything. Lia shakes the thoughts of Carl from her mind and looks at her phone on the nightstand: it’s 6:18 am. Too late to go back to sleep, but earlier than she wanted to get up for work. She stretches and gets out of her bed, walking a few short steps over to Jayna’s Pack-N-Play.
Millie BauerPublished 2 years ago in FictionJACK OF DIAMONDS
The Inn was typical for a village the size of Chumley Grove, he supposed. No more than six rooms, with a narrow hallway, a wooden floor worn out through years of use, and the paint a faded yellow. The ceiling was stained with age, waterstained from age-old leaks, darker corners blackened through years of flamed light. At least they had new electric features. Three of them lit the hallway, as well as four large windows letting in the late afternoon light. It would be long after dark before they made it home. He thought at most they had an hour before they had to be on the road again.
ben woestenburgPublished 2 years ago in FictionNeighborhood Outbreak
“Thanks so much for coming! I know it was last minute, and we sincerely appreciate you helping out!” Serena was warmly greeted at the door.
Jessica C.Published 2 years ago in FictionBard: Chapter 28
Laura moved through the library, pushing a cart. Mildred, one of the librarians, walked with her. As they passed along each shelf, replacing books that had been taken down for borrowing or studying, Mildred explained how they were organized, and how to find where things belonged. There were dozens of different collections and systems to be learned, and even after a few weeks of following the librarians and being shown the ropes, Laura felt like she had barely begun to understand them.
Write In The Middle Of It
A Week or So Later… The room was unusually gray and cold. No matter how many blankets were on the bed, Kevin’s body felt like a chilled corpse. He wasn’t running a fever but for some unknown reason he felt as if he had the flu. Everything he ate, no matter how good it tasted at the time, wound up circling the city sewer at some point. He couldn’t sleep and when he did sleep he was always fighting or chasing something, so he woke up exhausted.
Majique MiMiPublished 2 years ago in FictionWhat's in a Name
Ms. May: I love starting class with mindful meditation. It just gives me a fresh start. Big Rube: Don’t take this the wrong way, but you are too happy this early in the morning.
Haniyyah AbdussamadPublished 2 years ago in FictionThe Legend of Ki Kura
Part I ~ All he had ever wanted was his own name. One that belonged to him, and not his father. But his family was proud and powerful, and he was given the name Ki Kura, like his father before him, which meant, in the old tongue, the highest house.