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In this chapter, Emily navigates a day filled with grief and reflection as she bids farewell to her mother. Amidst the weight of the occasion, small moments of kindness and support from those around her offer glimpses of comfort and strength, helping her take the first steps toward healing.
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In which Beverly (and a whole stonk of clever Aliens) save the earth from catastrophy.
NEW SPACETRAN 11
Chapter 11
A couple of years after the twins were born, we were overjoyed to discover that I was pregnant again to Beverly and this time it was triplets-, two girls and a boy. My bio-prosthesis company was now doing excellent business and Beverly’s spaceship manufacturing business had expanded to Mars and Venus. Trade around the solar system had expanded logarithmically, and we thought all our problems were over.
The envelope was addressed to Steve Smith, The Cottage, Combe Farm, in familiar writing and the post mark said "BFPO 952." Inside was a photograph of an attractive girl dressed in Army desert combat uniform. She wore a regimental beret, camouflage shirt with corporal's stripes, trousers and army boots. The picture was taken at an angle so that the outline of her breasts was clearly visible. Her hair was tied back and she had just a hint of makeup. Very obviously female. There was a short note:
Well shit…shit, shit, shit.
I just ran into a friggin Vampire, a real frigging vampire, in my hometown and in Dairy Queen? Of all places.
I knew here or rather Joanna-me did. Alecia…petite and cute and blonde and just as lovely as and angel ordering an extra rare burger. I’m sure she was part of a massacre that killed hundreds in a “Riot” in Birmingham.
I’ve seen her slice men open with her claws, I’ve seen her kill and I know she’s one dangerous bitch.
CHAPTER 3
Now, there was a bridge to cross. It would be a necessary one, of course, but it was still daunting. So far, apart from the shock tactics on Sharon and Dave, I hadn’t been out anywhere that might hold people who knew me.
The guy we were after had gone into a national forest in Kentucky; my old stomping ground. There was no way a 100 marshals could ferret him out if he did not want to come. The only way to find him was for us to go into the forest as if on a camping trip.
The Half Lilin: By The Light Of The Moon (Chapter 7)
By Shinieris Thanks to Captain Normality for the proofreading!
"You've been spacing out for awhile now. Something in your mind? By the way, I don't like your new hairstyle." she said as she slurped on her OJ. I had cut my hair by myself before leaving for the office earlier this morning, using the tip left by Shaina last night. I didn't dare cut too much, as I had once become a laughing stock of the school for cutting too much of my hair in patches, so that I looked like a Kappa, a kind of Japanese spirit that holds water in the empty patch of hair on his head. I recalled Chris being suspended for a week for decking everyone who made fun of my hair, without caring whether it were boys or girls. Mom eventually applied a cream on my head that made my hair grow within 24 hours. Then she gave me a proper army style close-cut. At this moment, my hair is just a little above my shoulderline.
This episode is offered up to see if there is a desire for a continuation of the story of Laura and Pete. Odd John is leaving the building, and unlike the first 'book' this is not a mystery story. The first part came to a natural end; this can be read as a separate story.
Blue Bug From Outer Space - Part Four
by:
Enemyoffun
Jaime Reyes is a kid out of his element, who dreams of a life better than his own. He finds such a life when he stumbles about a strange blue stone in the garbage and his whole world changes.
Death: The High Cost of Living
by:
Lilith Langtree
Jasper Pennybaker is about to encounter the personification of Death, because she seriously needs a break, and wants to borrow his body in order to do so. If only it was a simple as that.
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.Changing Room Written by Dauphin Strange things happen to two boys in a changing room "Bade boys to good girl. Sometimes it takes magic to make boys behave " Diana "This was a quick story, and i often think which boy would i react as?" Dauphin
“Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?” ( Read the story to find out)
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Who said a Halloween story had to be scary? TISSUE ALERT!!!
That sounds like a tall order but the Denver Triplets and the Akins Quads are far from ordinary and their lives are about to change in ways they could never imagine.
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