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Till My Heart Was Stolen || Chapter 2
Lorenzo stopped the car so Embry could step out and try to calm the woman. A lot of women and men were crying and screaming for their abducted sons. The entire street was swarming with people running from one car to the other in efforts to calm one another down.
By Sabal Cloonan5 years ago in Criminal
A Time To Live Chapter 2
“I got this one, you can get the next” John cheerfully offered as he pulled out his wallet. “I take it next time you want to hit up somewhere expensive” Zach joked. Lunch hangouts had been the new norm for John. His friend Zach had really been there for him through all of the tragedy. Though it was more often a burden than a help, any more John preferred to be alone. Nevertheless, John appreciated the thought..
By Andrew Mark Holcomb5 years ago in Criminal
Money Hungry
Chapter One Jason Jones stepped out of his Pearl White Rolls Royce Cullinan with the smug look of a spoiled billionaire. “What a day.” He said dismissively to himself. He was a short slightly chubby man with dark brown skin and small eyes that set back in his head. He wore a Rolex Sky Dweller, $4000 Dior high tops and $35,000 diamond encrusted custom shades. He looked like success. Inside he was dying though.
By James Reese5 years ago in Criminal
I Craved Him to Death
I woke up this morning and believe it or not he was on my mind. I rolled over and kissed Michael on the forehead. He stirred slightly, but of course did not wake. I climbed out of bed and looked at myself in the mirror Michael installed for me. It was a beautiful floor length mirror. I handpicked it out from our local Joann. Here I am, living in my dream house with the man of my dreams and all I can think about is him. It had been years since they had closed the case, but the thought of that night lingers in my brain. All I can remember is the feel of his blood on my hands, watching the light as it left his eyes. I craved him to death. I had longed for the taste of his lips against my neck, the feel of his hands in mine. I desired the way he felt between my legs and the way he caused my body to react. I can still feel him. I craved him to death. He knew I was addicted. He was my weekly fix. No, he was my weakness. He was the reason I felt like this. He was the reason I cried myself to sleep at night. Oh, how I loved our highs, but man, did I hate our lows. That is why he had to go. He spent so much time destroying women and we just continued to allow him. I had to do it. He was my first. I apologized and catered to his ego to get him to invite me in. I knew there was only one thing on his mind. I obliged and removed my coverings. He stared at me with the devil in his eyes: full of lust and desire. I always loved the hunger in his eyes and the way he drank my body in. I coaxed him into letting me be on top. For once he got the opportunity to be catered to. Little did he know it would be his last. I would be his last. We broke out the handcuffs like we always did but this time for him.
By Lynn Ramirez5 years ago in Criminal
Till My Heart Was Stolen
The rain was light and cold as it hit Embry Clark's face as she waited under her jacket for a cab to pull over in New York City. Her detective work had brought her here from New Orleans, where she had moved to with her parents at the young age of seven. She glanced at her watch and huffed and waved another taxi down but to no avail.
By Sabal Cloonan5 years ago in Criminal
A Time to Live
“I’m going to be late again” He said for the hundredth time, knowing all too well the resistance he would be met with. Kate would always urge him home, after all Sarah had school in the morning and will be in bed soon. Neither of them see very much of him lately.
By Andrew Mark Holcomb5 years ago in Criminal
Family Patriarch
I was 21 when I first met my killer... Hi my name is Harry Gregory-Underwood, I’m a Junior at Oxford University majoring in Law. When I graduate, I want to become a Criminal Lawyer and work for the top Law Firm here in Britechester,England, Person & Person Inc. I was found dead in a ditch at Sanderson Park by my dear roommate, Tabias Ferguson at exactly 2am on March 4th near a brothel called Slooshes.
By Taeja Williams5 years ago in Criminal
The lost monocle
Our story takes us back, back farther than we dare to wonder, to the start of the 18th century. It's a dark misty night on the banks of lake Serpentine, the fog drags across the lake like a lost ghostly mother searching for her lost wanderlings. The moonlight hides an eery feeling of lust and despair of 18th century London. In the distance, a light comes crawling closer. It's Elizabeth, a young beautiful redheaded maiden making her way back from a long night's work at the Rusty Raven In where she does everything from cleaning rooms to cleaning tombs. The lantern is dangling at a slight angle showing her tiredness but is moving faster showing her urge to get home and fall in her dusty old splintered bed.
By Jean-Pierre5 years ago in Criminal
The Experiment
Chicago; the city I'd come to call home. It wasn't the most ideal place in The United States, and like all major cities Chicago had it's share of problems. It was, however, the only city on earth that made me feel like I was contributing to something bigger than myself. With how quickly the world was picking itself back up, just two years after the China pandemic, Chicago had seen a number of disasters it was trying to repair itself from; economic disaster, high murder rates, riots, thousands of arrests, escalated numbers of homelessness, children orphaned before they were able to crawl. One could go on forever about how many other similar disasters were happening.
By Jennifer Soldner5 years ago in Criminal
