Night visit

Ryan stood in the doorway of his little sister’s room watching the sweet girl sleep. This was the third night in a row he had stood here with his hand down his boxers, thinking about[…]

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Wicked ties

It was official. She was going to kill Steven. What kind of an editor would send a journalist to cover a story as vapid as this one? Laura smirked to herself, disillusioned. The headline, “Derek[…]

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A dark night

Alana walked quickly and furtively down the deserted, brooding street that was Spinner’s End. Breathing heavily with each step, she gazed over her shoulder repeatedly, convinced she was being watched. I hate going down this[…]

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