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“Who Am I Dating?” by Authoring Studio

"So, what's the catch?" "Hm?" "You asked me to come to the party on Saturday to, your words, not mine, 'have an old cuppa with my mate.' You never do that." Jean said accusingly. “You don’t even have ‘old cuppas’ at a party, Jason.” Jean’s Hispanic friend, Jason, rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. Looks like he had been caught. “Oh, come on, sweetie,” he pleaded with her. “It’s just an old party...

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“Moonbeams [Am I...? (Part 4)]” by Authoring Studio

Detective Hunt bent down. His long, tapering fingers flexed to carefully inspect the shards of glass lying on the ground.“There’s nothing that has been taken,” he announced to the anxious crowd trying to push past the security that had been set up around the site of the break-in. “I still can’t imagine why someone would break into your bakery, Mr. Adams. I expect it was some drunkard or some random person who wanted to mess around. We’ll catch them very soon,” he finished.Mr. Adams, who owned the bakery, didn’t look very con...

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“Sestra” by Authoring Studio

Submitted to Contest #68

(NOTE: This story has Russian characters. So... there are two unfamiliar words used. Their meanings have been given in the comments below!) It had been twenty-four years since she’d last seen it, but the place looked exactly the same. Natalya was found shuffling uncertainly along the edge of the mansion. Would she be able to do it? Her feet carried her away back to the main gate. She absolu...

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“Red, red, red, and more red” by Authoring Studio

Submitted to Contest #67

Lin- she had always seemed ordinary. People who used to look at her would not find anything special about her. At first glance, she was your regular woman in her twenties, doing some job or the other and living a seemingly content life. But that was actually not it. She was a secret agent, working undercover as a book editor. What others did not know was that while she worked on her stories, she simultaneously wou...

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“Am I...? (Part 3)” by Authoring Studio

Submitted to Contest #62

Hell is truly a good place. Take it from a person who has been there for twelve decades.Hey again- this is Iris. Iris Jones- the werewolf. I am rather tamed now, actually. The devil who took me away was rather kind. What was his name again…? Ah, yes- James. We had to first go and meet his friend, the angel. Benjamin.“Hey, Ben!” James called out as soon as we reached his doorstep on earth. A clearly sleepy and irritated person answered the door. “What is it this time, James? I swear, if it is another of your pranks, ...

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“...And that's how we met” by Authoring Studio

Submitted to Contest #60

James rubbed his eyes. His wings were nearly drooping. It had been a long day. He looked around him. His bedroom was always a comfort. He sank back into the plush pillows which he had just got up from. He stretched his arm in front of his face, examining his palm. “What am I even doing?” he mumbled to himself. He hadn’t signed up for this in the first place. It was all his parents’ doing. Meet J...

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“Am I...? (Part 2)” by Authoring Studio

New Jersey.One of the densest cities in the US.You remember me, the big bad werewolf, right? Well, I am happy to inform you that I managed to leave the clan unscathed from the huge fight that broke out with me. I finally left the pack. Seriously, I was stupid and dense enough to think they’d see reason.So here I am, miles away from that wretched home of mine, settling down in New Jersey. Right now, I am your regular pizza delivery girl, Iris Jones, by night. By day… well, let’s say I work at a huge company (at the hel...

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“The Devil is stuck” by Authoring Studio

Submitted to Contest #58

It had all supposed to be a normal day, but… it wasn’t.James was woken brutally in the middle of the night by a phone call.“Wassamatter?” he asked drowsily. A voice snapped at him. “You’re supposed to be awake at this time of the day, James!”James chuckled into the phone. “It’s not even day, Benjamin. Get your head together.”The other person, named Benjamin, sighed. “Stop insulting me with your odd timings, you devil. I’m an angel, and I have to do your job. You were supposed to be on the night shift, ...

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“Once upon a time...” by Authoring Studio

 King Adam was in a dilemma. Were his wife and children going to be fine after he was gone? “What’s the matter, Your Majesty?” his trusted advisor inquired after a hectic day at court.  Adam shook his head. “You don’t have children, do you? You won’t understand.” His greatest fear had come true. As soon as his three children realized he was aging rapidly and was about to crown one of them King or Que...

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“Something_Very_Serious” by Authoring Studio

Submitted to Contest #55

Zoe solemnly opened the polished door to a creak.“Password?” she demanded. The other woman standing outside was dressed in casual clothes, but she clutched a briefcase and her face was all serious.“9-5-0-0-X-0-1” she replied. Zoe nodded and opened the door a little wider. “Come in.”The woman holding the briefcase stepped inside the meeting room where there were already two other people present. Zoe strode across to the instant coffee machine and brewed herself a cup. She turned to the newcomer. “I believe you come wit...

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“Am I...? (Part 1)” by Authoring Studio

Submitted to Contest #54

I inhaled deeply and looked up at the starlit night.I was running away from home.The deep sky, the shivering wind, the vast, empty forest welcomed me as if I was one of them. Well, I really was one of them.Hi, I am Iris, the daughter of the leader of the most influential werewolf clan in the city. The forests are our home during the nights. All nights are dangerous for the common humans, because we tend to turn occasionally into werewolves, although it is mostly at our own will. But we have to tuck ourselves ...

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“Never meant to be” by Authoring Studio

Submitted to Contest #54

The snow was raining down on her. She still couldn’t believe what she was doing.“Bronwen, maybe, you ought to take a vacation,” her colleague had told her the previous week. “Look at the dark circles under your eyes. You might as well go get a job in a horror movie.”Bronwen flinched. “Don’t talk to me about a vacation. You know I’m married.”“Yeah… to work,” her colleague rolled her eyes. “Get realistic. You live alone.”Bronwen snickered. “Caught me there,” she sighed. “But seriously, if taking a vacation is goo...

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“Not So Melodic” by Authoring Studio

Submitted to Contest #54

“Aaahhh…?” Melody wailed like a broken siren of an ambulance.Her best friend, Jay, mustered all the determination he could to not roar in annoyance and smack his hand on his forehead. However, he finally rubbed his palm on his face in pained frustration and inhaled deeply as if praying for patience.“Let’s go over this one more time,” he suggested. Melody chuckled sarcastically. “You don’t have to pretend to be understanding, Jay. I know you are not really happy with me right now.”Jay shook his head. “I know you can do...

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“Complete” by Authoring Studio

Submitted to Contest #52

"Gray! Over here!"I whipped around to find Rose calling out to me. I smiled. She was the best sister I could have ever asked for."You have been a completely different person ever since you started college. You know that, don't you?" I laughed. She skipped towards me by the lockers."I only know that I am the sole genius existing in this world," she said childishly, turning up her nose. I shook my head. "Yeah, milady. Now, if Her Highness is done with her self-praise speech, may she please notice that this servant of he...

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“What is deeper- the ocean or the trauma?” by Authoring Studio

Submitted to Contest #51

Raven's breath had become fast-paced. She was feeling very dizzy. Faint screams were banging off in her brain, echoing with every word she spoke. She held up a shaky finger and yelled at her mother, "PLEASE don't mention the sea to me! How many times do I have to tell you? Why don't you listen?" Her mom shifted guiltily. "I'm sorry, honey. But it would be better if you just tell me why I-" Raven got ...

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