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Moving Forward #32 (7.6) by Julie Lynn Hayes
Marshall watched Lee with a growing amazement as he drizzled chocolate syrup along Marshall’s body, over the mounds of whipped cream. Half expecting the chocolate to be cold, he discovered it was room temperature, and far from unpleasant.
“Want a little shot of this?” Lee asked, once he’d saturated Marshall with the stuff.
“Hell yeah,” Marshall said.
“Open up,” Lee instructed.
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Innocence & Carnality: Part 42 by Mann Ramblings
“What is this?” I asked in a near whisper. A solemn hush accompanied the unfamiliar hidden passage. Rother nudged me along, preventing my reluctance.
“The viewing hall,” Rother said.
Without gaslights, the ambient glow came from the row of interior windows. Their position would have to look into separate rooms rather than view the outdoors. Spaced equally, each had an unremarkable door as a companion. I realized the hallway’s path took us behind the floor’s apartments.
Not far away, one of the other bouncers peered into a window, judged the interior, and moved on to the next in a slow, methodical pattern.
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Not for Me: Chapter 6 by Louise Lyons
“That was quick.” Alex glanced over at Ian and Carl, then back at me. “Didn’t he want a second round?”
“Shove off.” I frowned at my friend and strained my ears, trying to hear the conversation from the other table, but a babble of assorted voices surrounded us, coupled with the sounds of the coffee machines and the tills, and it was impossible for me to make anything out. Instead, I watched Ian as he sat, arms folded, shoulders hunched, the picture of anxiety. In contrast, Carl leaned back in his chair, legs stretched out under the table, one hand
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Why? by Elyzabeth M. VaLey
Aithian sat atop his throne, waiting. Soon, she would arrive and then, all hell would break lose. He gripped the sides of his chair, the worn down stone hardly made an indentation on his flesh. Not for the first time since he’d seen her, he wished he could grip his sword. He glanced toward the door on the far left. The doctors had advised him against it. His teeth ground against each other, the sound loud in his ears.
Everything had gone wrong the moment she walked into his life. She had been little more than another prize thrown into the bargain when he´d won over the castle.
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Focal Point: Chapter 1 Part 3 by Shelly Schulz
“You’ve got me,” Mom said dramatically, clutching her hand to her chest. “I don’t love you. I’m trading you in for a new son. Or a cat, I haven’t quite decided yet.” She chuckled to herself as she ate, clearly proud of her teasing.
“And you wonder where I get it from,” I muttered pushing mashed potatoes around my plate. Dinner continued with her telling me stories about her workday, and me offering noncommittal grunts when questioned about school. I added more food to her plate before she could add seconds to mine.
“Logan.”
I winced, recognizing the tone.
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“We’d broken up.” Evin’s eyes burned. He swallowed hard, his throat thick with emotion.
“I still loved you.”
He ran a finger over the bracelet that had been his, down to the nick in the leather cord he’d filled in with super glue. They’d been a gift to each other, picked up at a street fair—something two college-age guys could afford. The stones added an elegant element to the otherwise plain jewelry.
To Be Determined: Part 19 by Johayan
The phone ringing again woke Bryan from the bath. He’d managed to rig up the drain to let out the same amount of water as was running into the tub, in essence, creating an endless hot tub.
He stood up out of the still running water and stumbled out towards his phone.
“This is Bryan.”
From there, the day went from bad to worse. Shawn’s condition had started to deteriorate. His breathing was labored and his vital signs were unstable. While not entirely unexpected given the length of time before he got care, it didn’t make Bryan feel any better.
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