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Middle of the night found Roy tossing and turning, sleep eluding him. He couldn’t find a comfortable position to save his life. Punching the pillow didn’t help either. Nothing felt right. Certainly nothing felt good.
Then, naturally, he had to take a piss. He swung his legs over the side of the bed, reached for his shorts, out of habit, then decided to hell with it. Not worth the trouble for the short trip down the hall.
Once he finished his business and washed his hands, he was heading back to bed to see what he could salvage of the night when he froze in place as he passed by the living room.
What was that?
Grump Quest by Sarah Hayes
“Did you see that?” Dan waved his sword vaguely at “that”. “Wow, man!”
He turned just in time to see his partner get the shit knocked out of him. A cascade of earth swirled across the air and smacked a small cloaked figure from the sky. It landed in a heap at Dan’s feet. The heap quickly popped upright, and sorted out its crumbled cloak and pointy wizard hat before scowling at Dan. A huge slash across his face was quickly healing itself with green and blue sparks.
“What the fuck, Dan?
Ritch kept me together because the pain, blood loss, and shock knocked the legs right out from under me—literally. I couldn’t put weight on my broken leg, even with a brace on it, and hopping to the car made me puke because trying to put as little weight on Ritch as possible led to jarring my toes on the ground when I tried to maneuver around the door as I opened it.
Buy One, Get Two and Three: Chapter 62 by Carol Pedroso
The music started and he turned to look at the back of the huge room they’d rented for the occasion. He let out a breath when Silas appeared on Carlos’ arm.
“His brothers wouldn’t have let him run off, you know,” came Tara’s amused voice.
“Shut up,” he muttered then grinned when his eyes met his soon-to-be-husband’s.
The music faded as Silas reached him and Carlos handed him off to Oliver. Oliver was starting to wish he’d brought a leash, that way he’d know exactly where his boy was all day and not have been worrying half the morning about whether Silas would get cold feet or not.
Fontana of Mischief by Denise L. Wyant
I peered out the car’s windshield, anxious for my first view of the Fontana Wellness Center and the surrounding lake.
“I can’t wait to try the mineral baths,” Julie, my bestie, exclaimed. “No water’s too hot for me!”
Darcy and I laughed. Iceland was known for its geothermal springs and hot pots—what we know in the States as hot tubs—and I was pretty sure they’d be a lot toastier than the ones back home.
Feeling mischievous, I turned, facing Darcy in the backseat. “Are there rocks surrounding Fontana? If so, maybe we’ll see some elves.” I winked, knowing