Not What We Expected by Tiffany B. Quinn She gave me a squeeze, "You can count on me, Andi. Thanks for being my rock." She wipes the tears from her eyes. "I love you, Sandra," I whispered. "I love you too, Andi," She whispered back as we turn to hug each other. We moved the room's couch so that we could sit together while we continued to stare out the window as the night slumbered on. A sense of peace settle on both of us as we silently sat together, each with her own thoughts.

Chapter 15

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Chapter 08
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“Hey there, Warren!” Tatiana strutted into the room, not caring that her pregnancy was definitely showing after five months or more. In fact, she might have been damn proud of the baby now growing inside of her.

Wyatt walked in with her, carrying a box. He said, “Hey Warren. Did we miss anything?”

Warren hugged Tatiana and Wyatt. “So much to say all at once. Is that box for me?”

I sat in my bed, in my tiny apartment, wondering where it had all gone wrong. I'd been doing that a lot lately. I was halfway to heaven, a little over fifty years old, and I couldn't help but think that they were, pretty much all of them, wasted years.

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Chapter 07
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Adamast Cross reached the Peregrine Beach district for the umpteenth time in her life. Every time she came here now, she thought someone else from her love life, past or present, was going to show up and complicate things.

She stopped short of the police barricade ahead. Did she really just include Saelum Blaster when thinking about her love life?

CHAPTER 31
The other side of the ‘dinosaur' was lit up in the orange of the sunrise, and so were several other hills showing to the right of its northern slope. The hill we had passed on the way in, a chaotic pile of loose rock from the road, showed a grander flank, holding what looked like a hollow above steady slopes of green dotted with white sheep. People were already moving on the campsite, with several cooking bacon of porridge on little stoves.

“Morning, love!”

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Chapter 06
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“Hey, Walter, you got a minute?” War Lagoon stood on a rooftop with a pair of night vision binoculars at his eyes, and one leg leaning on the raised ledge.

Walter’s voice came through the earpiece. “Sure, buddy, what’s up? You’re not planning to leave town, are you?”

“No, why would you think I am?”

Author's Note: Before I get to the conclusion of this story, let me address the vagina vs. vulva vs. uretha controversy that I've been seeing in the comments and messages. I confess that I am a genetic male, and as one person pointed out, I did not know the full details. I'm sorry for offending females that have read this, and in future stories, I will try to be more anatomically accurate.

Okay, now that I've apologized for that, let us get on with the story.

This is the big day. After the day is over, I will be Simon Fornsby no longer. I’ll be Suzie Lavender. I still have no idea what I’ll look like though. Judy tells me it’s going to be a surprise. The only thing I know for certain is that Sally is coming with us and she promises to hold my hand when I go through the perma waxing, the one thing I know for sure is coming. I am so in a hurry to get rid of my horrid little beard and starting to be hairy legs not the mention the underarms, pubes, arms, etc.

     
Sorry this is a little late. The Closet was in maintenance mode and I had to go do something before it came back on line again.
     

Memory and Memories - Part 3
by Armond

The story reaches its climax as the characters converge on the mystical island of Thyli Alari - the land of the elves. Ashe, Isaura and Zinjo, along with the Alarian army, race to Beurl Aana to prevent the release of the serum, which would annihilate, literally, all living things. Yet the mystery remains: why was Ashe goddess changed into a young eleven woman?

Not What We Expected by Tiffany B. Quinn "One last question," I grinned at Tom. "If I do agree to the adoption, do I get to play with your computer center?" He laughed before replying, "Sure, munchkin. I think that we can arrange that." "I will have it put in the agreement," I grinned. I felt a big burden lift from my shoulders.

Chapter 13

Right to Life: The Brain Donor

Prologue

Dr. Emil Watkins sat in the doctor’s lounge, reading the latest copy of the Journal of American Medicine. It was a light evening in the ER at Hennepin County Medical Center. With the temperature hovering around 20 degrees below zero, people were not out and about, preferring to stay indoors. That suited him, the snow and wind had been difficult to get through on his way here, and he certainly thought that nobody should be out unless it was crucial.

Mia promised Christina that at school the next day, she would talk to Emma and get her book back. Meanwhile, Christina would have to put up with another day as a girl. Even though she pined for her old life as a boy, Christina would have to get used to being a girl.

Christian's mom opened the bedroom door. "Oh, you are home," she said. "How was swim practice?"

Christian looked at her mom like she was crazy. "I-I mean, it was fine, but..."

"What's wrong?"

Christian was apalled at her mom's lunacy. "I just turned into a girl!" she exclaimed. "Aren't you-"

"Christina, you've always been a girl," her mom said. "Are you sure you're okay?"

Christian opened her mouth, but realized that there was no point arguing with her mom. "Yes," she said.

Ikaika was driving as they left the second house they had looked at. The one near Cheshire’s house was looking more and more like their best bet. The house was going to need some major work done to it. Tizzy knew her mother would want her to put a safe room and an armory in the house as well.

“So, where to now Tizzy?” Ikaika looks at his wife.

Tizzy looks in the back towards Lien “are you hungry, sweetie?”

Lien was quietly watching and listening to Tizzy and Ikaika as they were talking and driving. She looks at Tizzy as she spoke to her “I’m fine mom.”

Call Of The Light (Part 6 of 6)

by Erisian

Chapter 23 - Sacrifices

The California sun had hours ago slipped below the evergreen-lined mountain peaks to the west. Leftovers from his lunchtime foray into the local town still sat mostly uneaten on the square patio table, sandwich and partially consumed plum resting on a plate. The porch-light remained off as stars twinkled into view between the wispy clouds hanging in the sky, leaving him as a motionless dark shadow resting on the wooden bench before the cabin.

Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade

Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and without.

Memory and Memories - Part 1
by Armond

Pestilence and shadows stalk the Seven Kingdoms - mysterious plagues have swept the nations, a renegade mad alchemista seeks to develop a doomsday weapon, and the Alarians – the Elves - have sent out their best spies to track him down. Yet Aesh, the young alchemista student, knows none of this – all he wants is to pass his final exam and become a Master. A vengeful goddess has a different journey in mind for him, and being swept away by the greatest sorceress in the lands and a honest to gods giant, turns out to be the least strange thing that happens to him.

(Author’s note -well, notes - I will be posting this story in three parts, all of which are already written. Also, an amazing editor helped me with the rewrites, and I wish I could name him so you could know who he is, but he wishes to remain anonymous. So, to my unnamed editor, thank you from the bottom of my heart)

     
The friends have been introduced to something wonderful and amazing. But what does it take to get into such an item?