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Academy Murders: Cold Steel Bars . Content Warning.
At the hearing, Kim sat with her chin slightly raised and her hands in her lap. The scent of the government issued soap emitted from her skin. The same soap that cadets received, so did federal prisoners. Kim yearned to remain the former, not the latter.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Fiction
Who did this, Julie
It is a very sunny morning, and the sun is smiling sadly at the poor recipients of her hot nature, and it is not Sunday. The birds are not chirping as usual, the trees are swaying slowly, humming to a sad melody, and Mrs Owen does not like how she feels listening to it. Mrs Owen is a woman who enjoys nature and pays attention to her surroundings, yet she feels uneasy today. The air appears dense and hazardous like it has been blessed with a large quantity of nitrogen oxide. Even her bubbly neighbour, Mr Taylor, who is always up early and disturbing the whole neighbourhood by chastising his rebel of a son, Junior, is not doing that today. Mrs Owen has this gut feeling that something is not right. Is this just her instinct playing mind games with her and all these a figment of her imagination? However, she decides to wave it all off and focus on the arrangements for her only daughter Julie’s birthday, and just like every year, there will be a party. Nothing must get in the way of all the planning and merriment for this anticipated day. “Maybe I'm just too excited,” she says.
By Oyeleye Ifeoluwa2 years ago in Fiction
Sand Stop Time. Top Story - November 2023.
April 15, 2012 It started with pens and pencils just appearing out of nowhere. The first time she noticed a pencil appear out of nowhere, Anne was going to take a shower. She was taking a towel out of the Linen closet and there was a red pencil on the floor. Anne was thinking, how did it get there? She did not think anything of it and went straight to taking a shower.
By Mariann Carroll2 years ago in Fiction
Academy Murders: Compassionate or Not. Content Warning.
“How?” Chief Cawley Hortley asked. It was his sixth year as the head of the Academy. He had served thirty-six years in the Bureau after a stellar ten-year career in the Baltimore Police Department. He was sixty-two and had gray hair on top of his chestnut-colored skin.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Fiction
Black Wings. Content Warning.
*Author's note: I am working on this for NaNoWrimo. I'm attempting to get as much written as I can. I feel behind early in the month. I'm posting sections as I find myself taking a long pause. Some of the breaks are a little rough. I'm hoping I'll at least have most of this finished by the end of the month, I plan to submit it to a producer as a potential movie. I'd really appreciate critiques regarding the story line flow and character developement. Thank you for reading <3)
By C. Lea Roufley2 years ago in Fiction
Academy Murders: Look Like an Accident . Content Warning.
Crosses, Christmas trees, and smiley faces appeared on Kim’s radar screen in her mind. Of course she could hit all in the black. The firing range court almost stopped her from proceeding to fire. Almost. Every target she engaged with was totally in the black…again. Naomi, not so much. She fired just left of the shoulder in a tight group, though.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Fiction
Battling Guilt, Part 3: The Ex
Petra was tempted to lose her cool because her gut feeling caused her to assume the worst. Was he mugged?? Did he get hit by a bus? Was he violently accosted because he took a turn into the wrong alley at the wrong time? Petra was ballistic on the inside, but on the outside, she stood calm and cool, her stance solid as a brick.
By dre.amerwithapen2 years ago in Fiction
Mystery of Area 51: Unraveling Myths and Realities. Content Warning.
Introduction: Greetings, fellow enthusiasts of the unexplained! Today, let's embark on a comprehensive journey through the mysterious realms of Area 51, the infamous U.S. military facility nestled in the heart of the Nevada desert. From UFO sightings to government conspiracies, Area 51 has been shrouded in secrecy and speculation for decades. In this article, we'll delve into its enigmatic history, separating fact from fiction and exploring the enduring fascination that surrounds this clandestine location.
By React Wizards2 years ago in Fiction
The Waiting Rooms - 1
Mary had only just died when she woke up. It took her another minute before she would realise that though the bright white void was to be expected, the jumbling and constant crackle of sound wasn’t, especially when it seemed oddly familiar. A double-ring of a bell, the patter and shush of rail tracks, the call of commotion, the brush of a breeze, and the flop and strain of a door opening. This sounded nothing like the hospice.
By Conor Matthews2 years ago in Fiction
