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Don’t Look Back #41 (8.2) by Julie Lynn Hayes
“What’s the matter, cat got your tongue?” Her smile sent cold shivers coursing down his spine.
“Where’s your manners? Ain’t you gonna ask your momma to come in?” She took a step toward the door, as if she had the right to just walk inside, and Marshall found his tongue at last.
“No!” he blurted out. “I’m not. What are you doing here, and what the hell do you want?”
That seemed to take her aback, at least for a moment. She narrowed her eyes at him and frowned. “Is that any way to talk to your mother, Marshall Clinton?”
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Fortitude: Part Twenty-five by Cia Nordwell
“Their excesses are appalling!” I shouted the second my door was firmly shut. Forced to sit among my family and their so-called social equals, I’d watched as they ate and drank what I now knew had been bought with my worth. I’d barely been able to control my rage, but that fire was turning to despair.
Teddy reached for me, and I fell into his arms. I needed him.
“Don’t think about them; they’ll never get the chance to hand you over.”
“Us, Teddy.” I looked into his eyes, unable to look away. “They want us.”
“Well they can’t have
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A Shaman’s Gift: Part 15 by Johayan
Kevyl laid there in a state of shock. If he hadn’t seen the wolf on top of him, it would have just been rough sex, something basal releasing their pent up lust and emotion. He wasn’t sure exactly what had happened but he felt a raw lust for more. He knew it was Maikyl that had mated him but the wolf? Laying next to him, Maikyl was trying to make sense of the fur in the bed and why there was blood on Kevyl’s neck and shoulders, matting his long red hair to his head. Suddenly, he sat up in the bed.
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Still Alive – a Lost fanfic by Sarah Hayes
He woke up with a mouthful of dirt, clawing at what should have been the sky, desperate to be free of this prison. He was dying, now he was dead. He had just been shot, and now a man with ageless eyes was burying him underneath a tall, tropical tree—
Hands shook him out of his half-asleep stupor. “Daniel. Daniel!”
The remnants of a nightmare thought long past dropped from Daniel Faraday’s mind as soon as they came, and he saw where he was—not in a dirt grave, but in a bed, safe and sound and thousands of miles away from the island he’d escaped from. It had been a few months since he left the island on his half-sister Penny Widmore’s boat, but for him it felt like only yesterday, and the creeping terror of the place still lay in hiding in the physicist’s psyche.
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Boys of Belsmeade: Chapter 33 by Kazy Reed
My father and Benita were in the dining room, when we arrived. Dad was feeding Benita apple pie and ice cream, and then licking her lips after each bite. It gave me the shivers.
“They’re like teenagers,” I said. “Jeez, Dad.”
He cleared his throat and looked embarrassed. “Oh, uh… sorry.”
I took a piece of pie from the table and sat next to him. “I suppose I’ll get used to it. I take it you too are official now?”
Benita’s smile was shy. “You don’t mind?” she asked me.
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Louis woke up and turned to look at his sleeping – mate? Boyfriend? Cade looked so peaceful, his face in sleep made him look a lot younger.
Louis thought about what had happened over the last few days and about his promised to go with Cade. He had told the truth when he said there was nothing for him to leave behind but Chapmistres View had been his home all his life, starting again with going to be scary.
Cade stirred and opened his eyes, seeing Louis watching him he grinned.
“Like what you see Babe?” he sent.
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Aesthetics of Invention: Part 25 by Ravon Silvius
“I know why,” one of George’s friends spoke up from his place on the couch.
George whirled, his eyes narrow and dangerous. His friend crossed his arms, tilting his head.
“What? I like you, George, but you’re in the wrong on this one, it sounds like. I know Thorn. He’s a good man, and a talented inventor. Whatever he’s doing with a mage, it’s not your business.”
“It’s everyone’s business when a talentless lies on her back and gives it up to a mage,” George shot back. “Why do you think they disrespect us? Why do they keep putting us down? Because we put up with it.” He shot a glare back to Thorn.
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Love Across Time: Chapter 45 by Jim Dunaway
“…you are suspended for thirty days without pay. However, since you haven’t been reinstated to your original position within the TPC, I can’t very well impose that on you, can I?” A huge sigh of relief escaped when he saw the smile on Duncan’s face. “I’d really like to have you back with us. You have been an incredible asset to us.”
Ethan’s mouth open so wide there was room to drive an 18-wheeler into it, turn it around and drive it back out again. He never expected to be asked to come back to the Timeline Preservation Council.
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