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Harper White2 years ago
Hot Water
"Initiative is doing the right thing without being told." Victor Hugo The sound of her heart best slammed against her head, echoing around the seemingly endless chasms of her soul. Everything around h...
Toorjo Mishra2 years ago
Fate of Reality
Chen Song woke up to the sound of a deafening gunshot. After springing out of bed, he sprawled to the closet to grab his revolver. As Chen Song made his way down his four-story villa, flashes of his d...
William Hillson2 years ago
Lay's Office
Lay shifted, yawning behind the back of his hand before pushing to stand. When he opened the door to his office and peered into the mostly empty chairs of the waiting room, he was fractionally more aw...
Rhiannon Hammett2 years ago
Life Is Not What It Seems
Friday morning, in the suburbs of York, the sun was gloriously shining as we adequately filled the car with suitcases and other various items. “I love you. It’ll be fine once we’ve got away,” Jackson,...
Interrogation
Darkness, and the smell of damp cement. Of all the five senses he could use to describe this room, those were his favorite. He chuckled to himself, he found the situation almost drolling. The lights f...
Sian-Lenna Reid2 years ago
I Followed Him Home
I continued following him. Nothing out of the ordinary happened for around 15 minutes when he turned off into a thin path. My eyes began looking around at the path I had just started walking on, it wa...
Shots Fired
Being an infamous, yet anonymous, sniper for the many gangs that riddled her city’s and the few surrounding cities’ streets was not the ideal job. She had to keep herself anonymous in order to hold no...
Julia Barker2 years ago
London—1890
London—1890 Lydia Michaels was a petite girl with long flowing locks of dark brown hair and bright blue eyes. She lived with her father and her three brothers in a mansion in the middle of London. Sin...
D'Naja Lynch2 years ago
I Love and Hate You Part Two
Chapter 1 Monti drove up to the door of the restaurant, all the lights where off but I could see someone inside. "Stay here," I said to him as I opened the door. I silently opened the front door and m...
Madison Riffle2 years ago
Blood Princess
The pitch black sky turned the whole Kingdom dim and shadowy, the mass numbered stars doing nothing to illuminate the darkness. Flowers sleep in the dark as the galloping of a dark horse treading enco...
D'Naja Lynch2 years ago
I Love and Hate You
HANNAH'S POV "I need to leave, get out and away!" I screamed in my head as my father kicked me again. I tried to get up but every time I tried he would kick me down again. He pulled out a knife and ra...
Sam Wijesinghe2 years ago
In the Arms of the Bigger Spider
Part 1: "Confrontation Before Departure" here. He had a sip from his coffee and set his eyes wondering around the office room, examining the paraphernalia. A white board was filled with marker lines j...
First to Bite the Bullet
I hate arranged marriages. Just the idea sickened me. As a teen, all I wanted was to marry for love, have a beautiful husband most girls would love to be with. I would’ve never expected to see myself ...
Jake Washburn2 years ago
Night Out
Cowboy boots and sweat covered the dance floor as the old-time jukebox played the same old songs it always did on Friday nights. The bar was filled with hopeless romantics waiting to buy pretty girls ...
It's Just Business
The sour taste of liquor burnt the back of his esophagus as he lounged back, his eyes closed. It was peaceful and quiet, life was going well for him. Business was traveling smoothly, his boss promoted...
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mollyglinski 2 years ago
Thursday
It all kicked off when we was walking down to the estate to buy pills. It was early evening like when it’s still light but not dark and I felt really calm and happy and I was thinking about all the gi...
Broken: The Secrets That Kill (Part 1)
I lay awake at night. Thinking, always thinking. I messed up bad, but I'm not sure if it is worse for me or them. It could be both, but it's eating me up inside. It consumes me day and night. I can't ...
M Kier Murdock2 years ago
Miles Away
“Get dressed, get armed, we’re leaving.” The man with the heavy Londoner accent said as he barged into the quaint little flat, his light brown eyes focusing on everything in the room like a microscope...