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The Scandal: Part 2
After another minute passed, Sam got up from where he was sitting and walked to the door. He knocked once, three times, then turned the doorknob and opened the door. As soon as he did, Dean appeared before them, looking completely panicked.
By Fiction 'Ai' Writer4 years ago in Fiction
Twisted Tales for Toilet Time: Part VI
Seamus the Sea Slug One morning, Seamus the Sea Slug decided to enjoy a day at the beach, so he packed a small bag with his beach gear and headed out of his small cave. Seamus lived only five metres from the beach, however as a slug this trip would take him the best part of a day. He left as soon as the sun began to rise over the horizon, and was making great time. By midday he was at the edge of the sand of the beach, just a few more hours and he would be enjoying the surf.
By Savannah K. Wilson4 years ago in Fiction
Right in Front of Me
I arrived home after work like any other Monday afternoon. Tired and frustrated was the normal mood after work. I grabbed the mail and headed into the house. I entered the house through the garage. I placed my bags down and glimpsed at the pile in my hand. There it was. The information I had been waiting for since the call two weeks ago. This yellowish envelope would determine what I was going to do for the rest of my life and maybe with whom. I was about to open the envelope when the phone rang. “Darn!” I put the manila envelope down and ran into the living room.
By Angie Johnson4 years ago in Fiction
Right in Front of Me
I ran out of the house and headed for my car. As I was pulling out of the driveway, I started dialing the home number of my best friend. “Pick up! Pick up CeCe!” No answer so I hung up and dialed her cell phone number. No answer. Where was she at this time of the night? CeCe gets out of work around five o’clock. I tried again and still no answer. I decided to drive over to her house.
By Angie Johnson4 years ago in Fiction
Phantom Island-"Origins"-36
Octavian was with his new friends for a few days before they heard from Aldo’s nephew, Piero. “They’re all gathering in a couple of hours at the church. They are planning on setting fire to some businesses in town because they’re owned by ‘foreign invaders’.” Piero reported.
By Author Jennifer Treece4 years ago in Fiction
Day 1: The Outbreak - Part 1
Sarah gripped the steering wheel, an uneasy feeling creeping into her body. She shook it off though. With everything the news has been reporting, these feelings were becoming increasingly normal. Government can’t make any kind of judgment on it currently, although they probably created whatever it was she thought as she brushed the brown strands of hair that had fallen out of her bun. All they know is that, whatever it is, it attacks the brain and makes them violent in nature.
By Jesse Nance4 years ago in Fiction
The Diary of Mishelle Gold
Ok, so Jack had the quiet word with me and I’m gobsmacked!!! I always knew that his father is an Earl or Lord or something high in nobility but never took much notice because Jack is the youngest out of three boys, so (we thought) that he would never inherit the Earldom (or whatever it is called). Timothy, the eldest son, has decided to go into religion, he wants to be a Catholic priest which means he cannot inherit. The next son, Matthew, is living with a man (none of my business), and he will not change his lifestyle, so he cannot inherit. SO, the title is going to Jack (whose real name is Jeremiah) because he has “done the right thing” — married me and had children and has (and still is) working very hard.
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff4 years ago in Fiction
The Secret Timeless Tales of Hugo Decantes
There were 12 of us that created the leadership of 1st batch as well as the watcher's community. We first created title names: I was to be Hugo Decantes meaning head leader of the shape-shifting legion. Next in line to me was my best friend and now leader Hugie Decantes meaning Co-leader of the shape-shifting legion.
By Elijah Davis4 years ago in Fiction
Tale 2: Senka and Vidra
PART I • A Strange Bunch • Senka and Vidra Senka was happy. It is not hard to be happy when you know so little. She could not know, as no one else could have, that her name was born out of a strange misunderstanding in the thick of a tragedy, but had firmly gripped her father’s story that her name was the last wish of her departed mother, the most important gift that she had left her with. In truth, the girl wished for her mother everyday, but this was only a vague desire for something not truly known, which could never be called suffering. She had a father whom she loved, who never raised his hands against her. Even the stepmother rarely beat her, and only when she truly made a mess of things and her father was not there.
By Nikola Stefan4 years ago in Fiction
A Curse to Break; Chapter 3
The chiming of the clock pulls my attention from the book. As it begins to count the hour, realization dawns on me. It was seven. I was supposed to be back before seven. Our dinner guests were arriving and tonight I was expected to be present. Lord Levine was hosting this dinner in hopes of arranging a marriage between some merchant's son and myself. He had told me himself not to be late. He was going to be furious.
By Katarzyna Crevan4 years ago in Fiction
