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The Stormlords part 7 by Ravon Silvius
Rowen didn’t know how to feel about the turn of events his life had taken. He couldn’t be sure of anything as he recovered. On the afternoon of the third day since he had woken, Kristoff helped Rowen stand, smiling without a trace of disgust as Rowen staggered to his feet. Pins and needles shot through his legs as he regained his footing.
“Let’s head outside,” Kristoff said softly. “We’ve come a long way, and you need your strength before we go any further.”
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Rose and Thorne #2 (1.2) by Julie Lynn Hayes
If I’d been possessed of the proper agility, I would’ve tossed those ungainly stilettos from my feet with one well-aimed kick so I could do battle on a more even footing. But, in truth, I was nowhere near that well-balanced. Plus the damn things were strapped on pretty tight. I’d made sure if I went down, they were going with me, considering what they cost.
Didn’t matter. I had the situation under control anyway.
I countered the perp’s kick with one of my own. But I didn’t waste my time going for his ankles. Instead, I directed my knee toward more tender regions and thrust up, hard. These legs might be pretty, but they have muscles to spare.
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Innocence & Carnality Part 9 by Mann Ramblings
“Isn’t she a beauty?” Rother cried out as he stepped off the stagecoach, a childlike awe enveloping him. Several stories above us, the airship rested atop the shingled rooftop, accessed only from the iron stairwell attached to the side of the brick and mortar tower. Passengers mulled about the deck, waving to the people below. The ship itself was a mechanical dream. Held aloft by a canvas hot air balloon chained to the hull, a series of side fins and rear propellors provided thrust to the clockwork marvel. I’d seen the engine schematics in the past, and knew the intricacies of its construction.
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Coal Carter groaned long and low as his mind slowly returned to consciousness. He lay there—wherever there might be—eyes closed, not wanting to face the drama which awaited him.
Last thing he remembered was being chased by a mountain lion. Normally, whenever he ran across a big cat, they avoided each other. This time, though, the female lion was pissed about something and decided to take her aggravation out on Coal—in his bear form. Damn women.
Rain splashed against his naked body, rousing him further. Guess I’m back in human form. But what’s with all this pain?
At Full Speed #23 by Chris T. Kat
Bruce stayed the night and Jake slept. No nightmares, no tossing around. There wasn’t even a headache when Bruce’s alarm woke him way too early. His mouth tasted like bile, though, so he drew away from Bruce’s warm body.
“Where are you going?”
“Just cleaning my teeth. I hate the aftertaste of too much drink,” Jake replied. Why bother to pretend he hadn’t overdone it yesterday. Or the day before. Or on any day since Bruce went back to work.
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Evans Woodworking: Chapter 15 by Jim Dunaway
When Alicia paused, not knowing how to answer Dorothy’s question, she jumped in. “He’s what, Alicia?
“I don’t know how to describe it. It’s like he’s not even there. All he does is sleep or sit in the living room and stare of into space with this really weird blank look on his face. He hasn’t showered, shaved or changed his clothes. He doesn’t leave the house to go to his shop, which is really weird given how much he loves his woodworking. He doesn’t respond to any of us.
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The Adored One: Chapter 7 by Kazy Reed
I scrounged around for Max’s number and punched in the digits. He picked up on the third ring. “Hello?”
“Max? It’s Trace Worthy.”
There was a scuffling noise and a quiet bang before he answered. “How’s it going?”
“Not bad so far. I stayed home from school today so we’ve yet to see.”
“I can’t say I blame you. I saw your mom and I was going to say something to her, but I didn’t know if she knew and—”
To Be Determined: Part 1 by Johayan
“Hello weekend!” I thought to myself as I punched out.
It had been a tough slog but I had finally made it through the day. I’d
spent more time walking across campus to various project meetings than I
had spent at my own desk working the projects I was responsible for
getting funded and started in the production process.
The Grosland project was the first mega-project that I’d been assigned
and it wasn’t going as well as I had hoped. The project engineer had his
own ideas on how the project would be built out and integrated into the
neighborhood.
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