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She’s been doing this ever since it was legal. He’s never known how to start. Rosalie: I’ve been a Little ever since I first understood what it was. I like to feel safe and looked after and protected. Tending bar downtown is a grown-up’s job. But at least it lets me be on the lookout for a new Daddy. When I watch a cute guy from out of town waiting alone, I get a strange feeling. It might not be me he was waiting for, but if it’s a Little he wants, it’s me he’s going to get.

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Katrina Camille Myers, a woman of God who understands and has experienced how a merciful, kind, and loving God can use a “cracked vessel” to be used as a blessing to others, stands transparent in her latest writing. Her book demonstrates God’s power in the process of reconciliation, revealing a beauty and light hidden in the darkest places of the chapters of her life, which ultimately led to her inward healing from years of emotional, mental, and physical sickness.

A new message. She was glad for a little distraction. Without pausing from walking, she let her fingers skillfully reply to the text. The second she pressed the send button, her music cut back on at full blast, startling her. Her phone slipped out of her grip and slammed onto the street. Wincing, she picked it up slowly, still spooked by the event that had just taken place. Her heart was now thumping rapidly. She practically ran to her street before looking both ways. With each step, her chest tightened.

As all the fairytale kings and queens are having their happily ever afters, Odette's stuck dancing solo, when she wants to be in a romantic duet. But when her latest catch happens to be a Taxidermist who'd rather stuff a bunny rabbit rather than pet it, how will Odette keep her half life as a Swan hidden from him?

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All of a sudden, the light in the room went out, then came back on again. The girls froze in their tracks. They all stared at each other, their eyes regarding one another. Then they began to laugh again. A sickening one that rang through the walls. Then the light went out again. The room was shrouded in a stiffening darkness. The girls waited, but this time, the light never came back on. Fear like the slow thrust of an injection begin to enter their body.

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It's been three months since Detective Iris Williams has been back to work. She has been on an extended medical leave, battling depression after she'd dropped the ball on the biggest case of her career - the apprehension of the 17-year-old serial killer, Stacey McHill. But instead of seeking treatment for her depression, Iris has been roaming the streets of New York City. The city's streets now haunt Iris, and paranoia has become her constant companion. The captain of the Double 0 precinct has placed Iris and Toni on desk duty, calling Iris an embarrassment to the department.

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“So? It’s not like it’s going to kill her or anything. She might just have to go to the hospital for a couple of hours,” Cody said, rolling his eyes. “Anyway, after everything she’s done to us, who cares if she gets sick? She shouldn’t be a teacher if she can’t handle it.” Derek couldn’t think of a counter argument to that nonsense. Telling Cody they could get in big trouble would have sailed right over his head, because Cody didn’t care about being sent home. He lived in the moment and treated the future as something he had no control over. “There!”

"Don’t be a fool! There’s no such thing as aliens, Roxy," Branden said in a tight, strangled voice. "Let’s get Frank out of this damn water." He wrapped his arms around Frank who was now moaning and wailing like a baby. They all surrounded Frank. Gathering their strength, they heaved him up, and as they began to make their way towards shore. They all heard another thunder-like ricochet. But this time, it was multiple ones, and they were undoubtedly fired at them.

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These were the words that the renowned psychologist Dr. Susan Patterson had reluctantly spoken to Detective Iris Williams and her partner Annette Toni. Their topic of discussion: 16-year-old Stacey and Jannifer McHill. A few weeks after Iris and Toni's horrific confrontation with the twins - where Iris was forced to shoot and kill Jannifer - Stacey McHill was sent to a new facility for the criminally insane.

As expected, Elly had her head and eyes pointed down at the party. She remained seated on the couch, keeping to her shy self, and refused to mingle with the other students, no matter how hard Hazel tried to push. In Hazel’s mind, her friend had to build some confidence when interacting with others, whether she wanted to or not. Hazel kept on handing her cups of punch which she kept on drinking, since she had nothing else to do. After just a few cups, the alcohol kicked in, and Elly began to finally loosen up a bit.

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Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels. "I worked at my last job. I was always so fussy about how unkept the desks of my colleagues used to be”. She took a sip from the mug of coffee. “Why not join me”? “For coffee? No, I already”...“Please, honey. I wouldn’t take much of your time. Besides, I am soon going to be rushing off for work". “Okay”. He sat down on the other stool and poured himself some coffee. She reached across the table and squeezed his hand".

He looked as if he couldn’t believe what he seeing, and he was both confused and alarmed. He was struggling to explain what he was seeing in English and just decided to convey it with some hand gestures. He showed the two travelers a trace of something that slithered on the ground with a body of at least two feet thick. Jade questioned their guide’s judgement and began to explain to him that what he was describing was borderline mythical. As Jade was explaining, their attention was caught by a sound of rustling in the trees.

Enjoy this short story by Mace Styx. "I remember waking once from a horrible dream, in which I looked down and saw the clown’s enormous mouth, its massive, wall sized face at the end of my bed and felt myself being dragged...dragged though I kicked and screamed, fighting against the covers. Thrashing and flailing for purchase, closer and closer to the red rimmed mouth, filled with murderous hanging teeth that waited, hungry to chew and devour me as the clown continued to smile".