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Vibrations rippled up the lithe woman's body as her footfalls thumped softly along the trail. Lesley jogged along at a leisurely pace, her C-Cup breasts trying in vain to free themselves from her lime green sports bra



Julius Tang took a glance at the clock hanging on the front wall of the classroom, he had five minutes to finish his final exam and he had no clue how to start the conclusion to the essay question
The street was empty, framed by tall city buildings and split with a green grassed median. Lights danced in patterns over black road with no cars. My breath fogged the night air as eyes locked onto the full yellow moon hanging in the middle of the horizon
There is a legend about tunnels everywhere has them, they are deep under the ground built centuries ago. They were believed to have a strong magical force infused into the walls
CHAPTER 8 100% FICTION The two boys lay still in complete silence as Jake sniffed around then went away back to his bed next to Butch. I'm freezing said Billy. I am too said Mat. When do you think the doctor will be back? Well..



"For the panic of the wilderness called to him in that far voice—the power of untamed distance, the desolation that destroys. He knew in that moment all the pains of someone hopelessly and irretrievably. He had seen the Wendigo." -Algernon Blackwood, "The Wendigo"
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CHAPTER FOUR 2ND TUESDAY The phone wakes him at seven thirty and he grabs it at his bedside before it wakes Marlene but as he glances her way he notices she is already up and gone. He says, "Good morning
It was ten in the morning when the man who had called about the sofa Alice was selling arrived at her door. Alice is a pretty BBW in her mid forties. Blonde 5' 3" tall weighing about 210 pounds, she is dressed in black slacks and a sensible blouse


Vlad awoke to see Rachel sleeping next to him. The sunlight almost blinded him as he looked up. Luckily after 300 years of magical experimentation he had created an immunity to sunlight. Watching Rachel sleep, Vlad suddenly felt a deep burning desire. Not love or lust. Thirst



Chapter 2 Helena woke up with a scream, reaching up to the ceiling as if to grab a lifeline thrown to her. She was back in her bed but looked around fearfully for Xavier, finding only her concerned roommate. “Are you ok?” “Yeah… I’m ok, just a bad dream



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Inside the stifling cellar the afternoon heat had nowhere to go so the walls seemed to perspire the syrup air thick and stale. The undertaker had hooded all three women desensitising them; allowing him time to manipulate each of their sweaty bodies into the positions he like



Project Assassin the Perfect Killer I awoke in the desert at least I believed it to be the desert. I looked around the barren landscape before me as I stood up from where I had awakened. I stood there looking around at this strange place wondering where I was