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The wind howled making me snuggle tighter into my hoodie as I made my way down the darkened street towards my lost husbands house. He worked early in the mornings so on the days he had the kids over night, I came to his place to get them off to school. Co-Parenting at its finest. “Hey, Sam. I made some coffee. Blueberry like you like.” Thomas held his door open for me as I clambered...
There had been reports of the haunting happenings in the Corp’s home for many years. Neighborhood whispers and ramblings about the fear and terror that lived just beyond the oak door. But to me, it’s home. Faded and chipped olive color paint enhanced the walls throughout most of the house. And the floors creaked to an eerie tune, making the tiny mouse skit and scurry with every beat. I smiled as my guests moved about m...
The silver grass sparkling in the double sun’s light might seem mesmerizing, but you must never touch it if you enjoy the delicate skin on your hand. Deadly, like most things in Reath, it only grows here, in a perfect circle in the middle of the yellow forest. The grass is so harsh that nothing else dares grow around it, or through it, but this place is where they’ve chosen to build their stone cottage. Years of...
The sky was so clear you could see a million winking stars in an ocean of inky black. The heat from the desert subsided as the night had fallen, which forced her to pull her winter coat and hat on as she set up her telescope in its usual spot. She’d been fascinated with worlds beyond her own since she was old enough to admire the sky. In her pursuit of finding the answers to the unanswerable questions, like are we alone ...
The smells of sugar, caramel, chocolate, and fresh popped popcorn assaulted my nose as I stood in the doorway of Freakin’ Sugar, the city's premiere supernatural candy shoppe. I tucked my yellow hair into the hood of my sweatshirt and kept my eyes averted as I made my way into the treat palace. Sweets were never something I’d been allowed to partake in when I’d been young. Overwhelmed by the choices in f...
When I used to lie in bed, and my mind would drift through millions of random thoughts, I’d often wonder if I were to die—what would be the best way? Suffocation? In my sleep? A sudden fatal accident? But I never thought it would be this and I certainly never thought I’d be stuck inside a box tucked away in an attic waiting to be discovered like some type of morbid genie. I had no idea how long she had c...
There is a monster under my bed. And I know… I know what you are thinking. That I am crazy, but it’s the truth. I met the monster, who calls himself Greg, although I have doubts that’s his real name, when I was only three years old. I’d accidentally left my foot over the side of the bed and Bam… Hello Greg. Initially he’d tried to scare me, because either it’s his job or his enjoyment, but when he realiz...
Night songs mixed with the sounds of the buzzing city couldn’t drown out the cataclysmic breaking of my heart. I gripped the paper tight in my hand, crumpling the document, as the rain battered the metal roof, doing nothing to smother the echo of betrayal. My entire life, from the moment I’d entered this messed up world, unwilling and unwanted, had been a lie. I’d been thrown away years ago, so that wasn’t what shocked me and brewed this bitter anger, but it was who had thrown me away that hooked its claws deep into my fury. I ...
Megan had no reason to believe she’d ever end up bloody and beaten in an ambulance speeding down the freeway. But here she was. Her head pounded and every slight bump of the vehicle only caused more pain to shoot through her battered body. She would cry but found the tears couldn’t escape through her swollen eyes. It’s not the first time he’d beaten her, but it was the first time he’d called the ambula...
Snarls and growls sounded outside the closet where I’d been hidden. Wrapping my arms around my knees, I huddled behind the coats and prayed to the Moon Goddess that the invading wolves wouldn’t find me. There was a loud bang and dark red blood flowed under the crack in the door. I whimpered when the door was yanked open and a naked man coated in my father's blood smiled. I came awake growli...
Insane. Mad. Idiotic. Those were a few of the words that were tossed around when Sheila told her family that she’d cashed in her retirement and bought an aging inn on Mount Olympus in Greece. But as she stepped out of the stone and thatched building with her steaming cup of coffee and breathed in the clear, clean scent of mountains, snow, and freedom---she couldn’t find an ounce of care for their opin...
Rebecca stood in the kitchen, tears streaming her cheeks and a solid resolve were the only things keeping her out of bed. She opened the first cabinet and pulled out a fancy wooden box with a glass top. On the top, he’d etched the word tea in eloquent script, and she gently traced her finger over the word. Noah had bought her this storage box one Christmas when they’d first married. It was a silly thing, but the most th...
She stood barefoot on the scorched ground trying to take a clean breath through the rancid, billowing smoke and watched as the last of the monsters fell into a pile of ash at the end of a fiery blade. The warriors should be thrilled, as they had won the night, but she felt deep in her soul that something was coming for them all. Rampage, her most trusted follower, came to stand next to her. H...
Jason walked in after a long day of work and plopped his butt on the bar stool. He rolled his exhausted eyes at the loud celebration carrying on all around him. New Year’s Eve. Like it was any different from every other day---the world turned and time moved forward. Same ‘ol. Same ‘ol. He glanced up as his neighbor took a seat next to him. His name was something foreign, and Jason racked his brain to figure it out. Rayu...
The freezing salt-water splashed his face as he pushed his tired arms through the surf. He’d been swimming for what seemed like forever---his heart was racing and breath struggled out of his lungs. The soaking wet tuxedo he wore only managed to make it harder for him to propel himself through the water. Thomas had been traveling from his home in England to a new adventure with his bride-to-be, an American woman...
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