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Restore Me

"How did I think people ruled the world? Did I really imagine it would be so simple? That I might control the fabric of society from the comfort of my boyfriend's bedroom?" The Reestablishment has been dealt a major blow.... Continue Reading →

Electric Idol

She wears a mask. It's a great disguise since no one looks beneath. No one truly bothers. Psyche goes through life like nothing, or no one bothers her. That is until one act of kindness upends her social media influencer... Continue Reading →

If the world was ending…part vii

The cold wrapped around him like a blanket, stealing his warmth. His breath. His father was on his left, his footsteps quiet on the ground. He darted glances at his father. Derek Benard Hammond was a tall man. The youngest... Continue Reading →

If the world was ending…part vi

Quiet. Being in a car without radio was so quiet. No more fights over the aux cord. No more scanning stations. No more streaming apps. Those days were over or nearly over. Her cell phone still had a full battery... Continue Reading →

if the world was ending… part iv

It had taken an hour to load everything into his truck. He was antsy. The longer it took. The more nervous. He became. The last news report he had seen said that mobs roamed the streets at night. Anna herself... Continue Reading →

if the world was ending…part iii

So, this is Seth. He’s cute. He was tall. He looked like he knew his way around a gym but didn’t live in it. Big hands that made mine feel small. He smelled…he smelled amazing. Whatever cologne he was wearing... Continue Reading →

Trouble With the Guy Next Door

Picture this...you've just finised your laundry. Your hefting your freshly laundred clothes up flights of stairs to your apartment when some random man comes flying down the steps. Bam! The stairs, previously decorated with dust bunnies are now chillin' with... Continue Reading →

Perfect. (Short Story)

Elizabeth groggily turned off her alarm and rolled out of bed to get dressed for work. Her conversation the day before with Lauren had lifted her spirits more than she thought it would. She'd missed her friend, more than she... Continue Reading →

Chapter 4: Breakfast for Two?

Chapter 4 of Another's Treasure Claire de Winter sat in a chair that turned out to be more comfortable than it looked and lost herself in the nature beauty on the other side of the window. She felt so at... Continue Reading →

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