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A Different Kind of Heist . Content Warning.
He knew what he was doing from the start. Played all the right notes to reach her heart. This heist would take time – but time he had. He had planned it all perfectly to steal what he wanted without anyone really being aware.
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Fiction
There Were Giants In Those Days
There were giants in the earth in those days; and also after that, when the sons of God came in unto the daughters of men, and they bare children to them, the same became mighty men which were of old, men of renown. Genesis 6
By Emily Marie Concannon3 years ago in Fiction
The Worst Heist
My scales creak. I undulate over and around these bright jewels, these eggs. Each one part treasure, part ward, part of me. Some are mine. (MINE!!!!) Some belong to others, but I guard them just the same. My jaws clack and clench, grinding my anger into sparks that fly from my eyes.
By L.C. Schäfer3 years ago in Fiction
Shuttle Ride To Nowhere
Putting all his strength into it, Javier pedaled faster as the cold November wind blew in his face. Plastic cards clipped to the spokes made a constant rat-a-tat-tat. Around the corner was his destination. Braking to a stop, Javier hopped off his ratty old bike - a single speed, once red and black now faded to a mottled pinkish and grey, that had once belonged to his cousin Mark – and leaned it against the wall. Placing hands against the plate-glass he pressed his nose to the cold surface and drank in the sight. In the window, illuminated, shining like a beacon to safe haven in the soft glow of the strung lantern above …, the fancy lettered sign saying “MOST OF THE BEST, SOME OF THE REST” there it was. Shining silver with blue retractable wings; three actual rubber wheels on metal legs that folded up into compartments; red cylinder at the front with the yellow and orange ASTROMAN logo; tail fin rising majestically from the back complete with movable flaps and Jupiter Force Team insignia; three conical ports jutted out the back. A battery powered engine blew warm air out the ports so it would roll on a smooth surface. An Astroman Supersonic Space Shuttle. So close, so awesome, so … Cool! If only he had the money. If only Dad hadn’t got laid off last year. If only… Sighing, the warmth of Javier’s breath misted the cold glass. Absently a finger doodled in the damp cloudiness thus created.
By Andrew C McDonald3 years ago in Fiction
Rookie Card
Kendall watched and waited while sitting on the designated park bench. His hands clasped the black gym bag that contained his savings, cashed in 401 K and recent paycheck earnings. He still could not believe he was going to purchase his dream Mickey Mantle rookie card. He found the seller on-line. His fingers trembled, checking his watch once again. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard yelling.
By C. H. Richard3 years ago in Fiction
