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Death By Chocolate Cake
The moment I laid my eyes upon this dark, rich and decadent beauty, I knew there was only one path forward. I will have a taste. There were, of course, parts of me that screamed to ignore the succubus that lay before me, but those voices were so far in the back of my mind. They simply served as minor background noise to what will be the ultimate euphoric experience.
By Jose Rivera5 years ago in Criminal
ORGAN DELIVERY SERVICE
ORGAN DELIVERY SERVICE “Hello?" “I got a Heart ready to be deliver to the next client.” “Ok, got it.” Samantha hung up her phone and drove back to her shop for the last delivery route. While driving, she was sweating profusely like a she was running a marathon. But the only thing Samantha was running was her anxiety and stress over this delivery she’s about to do. This was no ordinary drop off she was doing, she was delivering a heart, a heart that was previously inside of another person’s body. “Damn it, Damn it", Samantha said to herself, she continued cursing to herself at the predicament she was forced to do. Even though she’d been doing it for over a year now, she also knows that what she was doing is illegal and could face a heavy prison sentence. But most importantly, lose the life that she’d build for over 12 years, and the thought of losing it all terrify her even more than what she’s doing at the moment. When Samantha arrived at her destination, she got out of the van, gone to the back of the van, and retrieve from the freezer potted white lilies. She walks up to the front door and rings the doorbell, a few seconds later the door open and a man in shades was standing in the doorway. Hesitant for a moment, she cleared her throat before starting to talk, clearing this air of awkwardness around her.
By James MJ5 years ago in Criminal
Death By Chocolate Cake
The morning was cloudy and gray. The perfect type of morning to stay in bed and snuggle. It all felt perfect, from the silky pajamas embracing Amber's soft tight frame just the right way to the just warm enough thick gray quilt. Normally Amber would wake up coated in a thin film of sweat, not wanting to be touched. Today was different.
By Kenneth cruz5 years ago in Criminal
Perfect Piece
She sits at the round kitchen table, thumbing through an old cookbook. She is looking for the perfect recipe to make for their second-year marriage anniversary. She wants it to be a surprise, but she knows he will be expecting something. Not like she could give him much if she wanted to. Her budget is not huge, but she has been saving.
By Sadie Lovelace5 years ago in Criminal
Death by Chocolate
All it took was a single slice of chocolate cake. It was the story of the century, and the newsroom of the Raven’s Peak Herald was abuzz. As a reporter, I knew that this story would be a benchmark upon the history of our little town, and so did the two other reporters in the room. Having already spent most of the night digging up details from our sources on the streets, we sat around the conference table discussing the morning headline. Jeffrey Fields, our editor in chief, looked frustrated, as though he were seconds away from pulling out his hair.
By Mir Shajee5 years ago in Criminal
The Documentary
Chapter One: Episode One Interviewer: Tell me more about your daughter, what was she like? Mr. Spade: Julia was the kindest girl. Everyone loved her. My wife and her were inseparable ever since we brought her home from the hospital 18 years ago.
By Chris White5 years ago in Criminal
Gravediggers
Victorian England, a city alive through not only the people inhabiting the streets but with the streets themselves. The soul of the city, the concrete underneath their feet. The heart of the city, the warmth of the coals keeping the city warm. The breath, the smoke puffing out of the chimneys scattered through the city. The next step of the future.
By Vonbon strangle5 years ago in Criminal
Death By Chocolate
The lights in the room had almost all been turned off, which was an odd sight to Detective John Moore. In the corner of the room was a small nightstand, with a lamp supplying the only amount of light in the entire room, and a few items John fond peculiar.
By Alicia Summers5 years ago in Criminal
The Code Case
In August 2018, Jeet Thakur Sahai was called by his former principal Mr. Bharat Sen in Dehra Dun. Jeet had studied at the Wilson School there between 1994 and 1998. The school had separate hostels for boys and girls and a murder happened in the girl’s hostel. The girl who was murdered was Maia Singh, who was a Grade 11 student.
By Anshuman Kumar5 years ago in Criminal
Death by Chocolate Bar
You don’t become a police detective in a small town because you are interested in solving crimes. You sure as heck don’t take the job because you want solve a murder. Still, I couldn’t believe what the dispatcher was telling me.
By Brian Jantzi5 years ago in Criminal
Dog poo bag
‘The bloody bastards did it again!’. It was bin day in the neighbourhood, and I walked over to the curb to collect my yellow (recycling) and blue (general waste) bins. It was late in the morning, the bin collection having occurred, as per usual, around 7.30 AM—I knew from the sound of the big, lumbering waste collection trucks that barrelled down the too-narrow, sleepy suburban streets, dodging cars parked on both sides, doing their usual halting shuffle of stop-start-extend-weird-mechanical-arm-thingy to grab bins, up and down the streets for the better part of the day.
By Fionn MacKillop5 years ago in Criminal
Let them eat cake.
It was a pleasure to suffer with you. You must have known this. You must have predicted I would be at your door again, begging to be let in without the need to open my mouth.
By Romany Rawlings 5 years ago in Criminal