Trafficked love ch. 8

Chapter Eight: Lessons Learned The Hard Way Angel, Rich, and Emily sat silently in the truck, outside of the motel. Emily was looking out the back passenger window at the fairly vacant motel. No doubt[…]

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One last fling

Sorry I've been away for so long. I still read the stories almost daily, but I have not been inspired to write another until now. This one is a bit different than my others but[…]

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Jogging in the park

He was waiting in the shadows beside the stone bridge. He peered through his ski mask around the corner and saw her coming toward him, totally oblivious of his menacing presence. She always ran at[…]

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