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Jethro Pili

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Ceasefire

Jethro Pili

**Chapter 1: The Lore Hunter’s Lair** Liam O’Connell, an Irish vampire with piercing green eyes and a sly grin, paced the small cell he shared with a gruff werewolf named Declan “Deacon” O’Leary. Deacon’s broad shoulders and muscular build filled most of the space. His icy blue eyes flashed with irritation as he watched Liam’s restless movements. The two had been captured during their visit to Henderson, Nevada, where they had inadvertently crossed paths. Liam was in Henderson to oversee plans for the Las Vegas branch of his pub, The Old Fen...

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The Enemy of Our People

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The dusty streets of Jerusalem were teeming with people, more so than usual. Pilgrims flocked from every corner of the land for Passover, bringing with them offerings and sacrifices, bustling markets, and a cacophony of voices that rose like a never-ending tide. From my elevated position, I, Caiaphas, watched the scene below with a furrowed brow. My concern wasn't just for the chaos of the crowds, but for the figure who had become the center of attention—the Nazarene, Jesus.I had first heard of Jesus through whispers, then rumors, and finall...

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The Rise & Fall of Gaius Augustus

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Birth and Early LifeGaius Augustus was born in 42 BCE in the heart of Rome to a prestigious family. His father, Lucius Augustus, was a respected senator, and his mother, Octavia, was a distant relative of Julius Caesar. The family name carried immense weight, and Gaius grew up in the midst of wealth and influence.From a young age, Gaius showed exceptional promise. He was educated by the finest tutors in Rome, mastering rhetoric, philosophy, and the arts of war. His father, proud of his son's achievements, groomed him for a future in politics...

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Eight-Armed Freaks

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Waves crashed gently against the white sandy shores of Oahu's North Shore as the sun began its descent into the vast Pacific Ocean. The sky was ablaze with brilliant hues of orange and pink, a breathtaking canvas that nature painted anew each evening. Amidst this picturesque scene, a lone figure stood at the water's edge, his feet sinking into the cool, damp sand with each step. Jack Robinson, a seasoned marine biologist, had come to this very beach countless times before, but tonight felt different. A sense of unease had been gnawing at him...

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Welcome To Utah

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"Attention students, faculty and staff. This is an urgent announcement regarding the extreme heatwave impacting our campus..." Ryan shifted in his creaky desk chair, wiping a bead of sweat from his brow as the voice over the building's PA system crackled to life. He looked around the stuffy classroom - sunlight streamed through the windows, amplifying the stifling heat. Students were fanning themselves with notebooks, some had even loosened their ties in a vain attempt to catch a breeze.  "...Due to record high temperatures reaching 115...

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The Summer of Murphy’s Law

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It was supposed to be the summer vacation they would never forget, and it was—but not for the reasons they had hoped. Six friends: Pierre, the charismatic son of immigrants dubbed "Monsieur LaFayette" for his diplomatic finesse; Natalia, the quiet artist with a penchant for daydreaming; the Galveston brothers, Joel and Jesse James, as inseparable as they were unpredictable; Connor, the absent-minded inventor who always seemed a little lost in thought; and Katrina, the adventurous spirit with a love for the outdoors. The plan was simple: a we...

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The Hottest Day of the Year

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It was the hottest day of the year, and the air felt heavy and suffocating in the small town of Pine Valley. The sun beat down mercilessly, turning every surface into a sizzling frying pan. The streets were deserted, save for the occasional car rolling by with windows tightly shut and air conditioning blasting. But inside the old, slightly worn-out house on Maple Street, a group of six friends were determined to make the best of the oppressive heat. Connor, the ever-imaginative one with a flair for the dramatic, sprawled out on the living ro...

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The Demon of the Black Ravine

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The blood red sun dipped below the craggy peaks of the Fellmarch Mountains, casting long shadows across the valley where the exiled King Leander's army was encamped. The night watchmen were taking up their posts, their torches flickering in the chill mountain wind. Around the campfires gathered Leander's most loyal knights - a ragtag brotherhood forged in the fires of war and bound by unbreakable oaths. First among them was the gallant Sir Rian of the Hall, his imposing figure unmistakable even in the fading light. His broadsword hung heavy ...

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I Dreamed A Dream

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The crisp autumn breeze carried the scent of change through the air, hinting at the impending arrival of winter. Lance inhaled deeply, savoring the familiar aroma that signaled a new chapter in his life. As he made his way across the well-trodden path leading to the university campus, his thoughts drifted to Jennifer, the girl who had captured his heart with her radiant smile and infectious laughter. Jennifer's presence had been a constant in Lance's life since they were children, their bond forged through countless adventures and shared sec...

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Echoes Of Silence

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In the year 5090, the world had settled into an uneasy silence. From the polar ice caps to the equatorial jungles, every nation adhered to the uniform decree that had reshaped civilization: the One-Child Policy. The decision, made centuries ago in the midst of an unprecedented population crisis, had long since evolved from a policy into an unspoken creed. To utter the words “sibling,” “sister,” or “brother” was to court annihilation. The edicts had erased these terms from every language and context.  In the city of Arcadia, a sprawling ...

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The Illusion of Control

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CONTENT/TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains scenes of war, injury, blood, and nearly certain death. The sun was a blazing furnace, hanging high over the desolate streets of Fallujah. Dust coated every surface, and the air shimmered with heat. Peter, Matt, Chris, Gus, and John, five best friends and members of the same platoon, moved cautiously through the narrow alleyways, their senses on high alert. It was supposed to be a routine patrol, but in a place like this, routine was a fickle concept. "We’re almost through," Peter said, his voice ...

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Death Comes In Threes

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TRIGGER WARNING: This story is about three deaths. There is a mention of gang violence, a heart attack, and a car bomb.The office of Seabrook Viking News had always been a bustling hub of activity, but today, it was eerily quiet. Sam Ihle and his wife, Jodie Williams-Ihle, had just returned from their 2 1/2-week honeymoon, their radiant smiles a stark contrast to the somber mood that had settled over the newsroom. The first death at Viking News came as a shock to everyone.Julio Vasquez, a crime reporter known for his daring investigations, h...

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The Lois To His Clark

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The bustling newsroom was a symphony of clacking keyboards and ringing phones, a cacophony that Sam Ihle had long since learned to tune out. His eyes, shielded by wire-rimmed glasses, were fixed on the computer screen before him, fingers flying across the keys as he typed furiously. A loud thud jolted him from his trance, and he looked up to see Jodie Williams sauntering into the room, a stack of files tucked under her arm. She moved with an effortless grace, her every step oozing the poise and sophistication of a bygone era. Even in th...

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Old Betsy

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The Maine October storm had been raging outside the lighthouse all afternoon. Captain Jacob Turner stood at the window of the lantern room, gripping the window frame tightly as powerful gusts buffeted the glass. Through the sheets of sideways rain, all he could see was an endless gray void. Down below, his 12-year-old twins Jules and Julie huddled nervously by the fireplace in their living quarters. “I don't like storms, Uncle Martin,” Julie said quietly. “They sound scary here at the lighthouse.” Their friend and father's former f...

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Pan's Grotto

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And I say to thee: That thou art Peter; and upon this rock I will build my church, and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it.Matthew 16:18 (King James Version)Audio Journal Entry, Day 45June 06, 20269 AMDeir ez-Zor GovernorateSyria-Iraq BorderThe Gate OpensI was an atheist. I used to be. How could I not be? I found the concept of God, angels, demons, and the Devil to be totally ludicrous. They were the ravings of madmen. I equated Jesus with the likes of the Tooth Fairy, Mr. Sandman, or Bigfoot. To me, they were figments of people’s...

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