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Hours later, close to midnight, Owen scrambled down the path toward the lake. A low moon lit his path but leeched colour from the world, turning it blue and silver. Owen shivered and pulled his coat closer around his throat. It was late summer but already the nights were turning cold. He clutched the parcel he was holding tight against his chest. He was by no means convinced that the “gift” Aggie had provided would bring anything but scornful laughter, but she’d never let him down before. Three nights, she’d told him. “Three nights. Three gifts. Then we’ll see.”
The Sheriff #47 (11.5) by Julie Lynn Hayes
Dustin wished he’d thought to get Roy’s phone number. Then he could at least text him. That would be some measure of comfort. Once they got through this, he’d ask for the number. Assuming Roy still wanted to see him, of course. First things first. Get rid of Jordan. Put him where he couldn’t hurt anyone ever again. Then think about the future.
He thought midnight would never arrive, but of course it did. He gratefully turned the key in the lock and turned the sign to Closed. Now to make sure Denver was gone before Jordan and his trained monkeys arrived.
“You got plans?” he asked his cousin as he strolled as casually back to the counter as he could.
Here Kitty Kitty: Chapter 4.1 by Carol Pedroso
Kitryn watched as Simon faded into unconsciousness as soon as the sun started to become visible on the horizon. The kits had had so much excitement they’d been up half the night and hadn’t long crashed out on some blankets in the back of the cave. So Kitryn decided they may as well sleep when their host did and made himself comfortable in the dark recesses of the cave. He checked to make sure he was between the kits and the cave entrance before he allowed the long day and night to catch up with him.
I surreptitiously glanced at the people with Ss’merit. They were all aliens, not a human among them. I didn’t recognize all of them, but there were a few species I knew. Were they like me? I saw ports on one short alien with no hair, just a rigid crest running from his forehead and down his spine.
I was so fixated on the ports that I didn’t hear what Lakshou and Ss’merit were saying until Ss’merit abruptly turned and led the others off. I took a quick breath in and let it out slowly.
“Who was that?”