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So I like football. I like seeing a bunch of guys ramming into each other at full force. I suppose I just like violence. My dad thinks that's worrisome, says someone at my age shouldn't be that into physical pain. I don't know what his problem is

Sam was still smiling when he felt Queen Triada's thoughts. {Are you well? We felt a great evil advancing upon the planet. Though, it seems that you reacted far faster than any of the triad could

Darkness Falls Creatures of the night are pursuing me in utter darkness. Running through the shadows, tripping, stumbling as I go. Wolves howling and dogs growling, snarling, as well as barking as they close in upon me. An owl hoots as I run past it

Carrie didn't die during the end of her pregnancy, but I think she probably wanted to. She cooked and did housekeeping and stocked the fridge with beer and every couple of nights I would tie her to the head board in my bedroom and fuck her

"It's time you used the powers she gave you, the clock shall now strike 1." Cat quickly looked up to see Phtonus standing at the mouth of the cave smiling towards my writhing body

Chapter 1 Royce It was dawn and Royce had just woken up. His sleep hadn’t been regenerating at all. He felt like the short few hours had actually taken away the little bit of power he still had, never the less he got up to gather his things and venture on

Saema’s body lay in the drawer in the crypt of the LA County Coroner’s Office for nearly 48 hours before one of the autopsy technicians finally came for her

The Devil's Pact edited by Master Ken Copyright 2013, 2014 Chapter Thirty-Eight: Shamans Visit my blog at www.mypenname3000.com. Sunday, September 29th, 2013 – Mark Glassner – Tacoma, WA Sunday passed in a haze of pain

Team Rocket grunts were causing quite the chaos in Azalea Town, as they tried to steal Pokémon and valuables from inhabitants in a rather bold operation. As the attack happened in the morning, the townspeople were caught by surprise

Have you ever loved someone more than life itself? I mean, truly been willing to die just to be with them? If you are not sure, listen to my story and decide: What would you have done? My name is Robert. I'm 43 years old, divorced, and all my kids are grown

I walk into the Moore's Town library and look around. I scrunch my nose when the smell of old books assaults my most sensitive sense. I get a chill across my legs and try to pull them down a bit to cover more of me. I knew I should have worn pants instead of cargo shorts

The sun shown through the window of Lia Harrison's swanky Atlanta home. Actually the house belonged to her father, the medical director over the ER at a prestigious hospital in Atlanta,

THE MICROWAVE A STORY BY JOHNY RYONA Andrea "Asia" Hogan had grown up in completely obscure midtown America, having no clue that she was only born to be a human guinea pig 18 years later. So without having that knowledge she managed to grow up to be an average teenage girl

t simply read "trust me sis this will make you feel good ;)" in her room on top of her diary in her cupboard, I have noticed her these last few months after all; the second one I set on the coffee table while "my dad" was in the bathroom, his Friday night ritual put him on the couch watching Netflix

Val drove along the rocky shore, her lips mouthing the words to the radio. "So, where was it again?" She asked, regripping the steering wheel. It was drizzling, and she kept an eye out for any movement. Something caught her eye and she slowed slightly, not wanting to hug anything