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The Intern-Chapter 3
Light rains beat against the limbs and leaves as Courtney's heart pounded in her ears. She had not run this way since training at the academy with Agent Morris. The daily runs were a pivotal part of the training regimen he put her through, getting her ready for the field someday if she decided to join the bureau. Since those days, Courtney went for a run nearly every day, keeping herself in the shape she got into during her time studying under his tutelage. Normally, it was a cathartic experience. She could take off in any direction, let herself go for the moment, and escape from the noise and chaos that was her world.
By Jason Ray Morton 4 years ago in Fiction
The Lone Wolf Discovers A Friend
Karissa rounded the corner, on the prowl for a quiet space to salvage the nightmare that was elementary school recess. Kids weren’t inherently bad… It’s just… the others were so, so… loud. She wrinkled her nose. Granted, she was a kid, herself, but she didn’t fit in with them. A frown marred her face as Karissa considered the “popular” kids. She scoffed at the thought. They all proclaimed to be “swimming in friends,” but those kids weren’t truly “friends” with anyone. Sweet to your face, but the instant you were gone, they’d trash-talk you like no other. From the shadows she’d seen it happen to all the “supposed friends.” Karissa huffed in disgust. If that’s what “friendship” was, she wanted no part of it. It was a waste. It was distasteful. It was so fake. Ugh. She couldn’t believe she was the same age, let alone the same species, as them. Finding a secluded spot to peacefully read instead was infinitely better. The other kids’ antics and schemes gave her a headache.
By Jessica C.4 years ago in Fiction
To the Temple and Back again
In a desolate world, the only thing surviving is a woman, alone, with a home built over the dry earth. She has the same routine every day, starting when the moon sets, she goes out to forage. Her diet is slightly different from most humans; instead of meats or vegetables, she needs blood. She'll come home just an hour before sunrise discovering the same thing as the last 55,480 days: nothing but her, starving, dehydrated, and miles upon miles of cracked, bone-dry dirt.
By Emrys Everette 4 years ago in Fiction
To the Temple and Back Again
Due to his new choice in company Demo and Erin travel under the light of the moon. Being asleep, one might forget just how alive the world can still be; the flittering of bats, the hooting of owls, and the rustling of creatures in the bushes on this particular night. Aristodemo could see how this put Erin on edge, so he took this opportunity to flaunt a bit of his power.
By Emrys Everette 4 years ago in Fiction
In My Eyes: The Fall of Troy Chapter 2
No sooner had I regained my wits and composure than I heard the door flap being moved aside and the voice of the blue eyed man telling someone that the men thought I would "amuse" him. If I could have stretched that far, I would have buried my face in my raised knees, but I could not. I fixed my gaze on a spot on the wall opposite me. With my peripheral vision, I could make out the form of the golden warrior from the temple. He took a long drink from a water pitcher then threw the rest down his back. He looked younger than the other man and had it been different circumstances, I would have been quite taken by his beauty. Even with a layer of blood and grime all over him, one could easily see his chiseled jaw and muscular body, fashioned by the gods. But I was too frightened -- and angry -- to care. I set my jaw and kept my eyes focused on that most enlightening dark spot on the wall.
By Haddessah Anne Brice4 years ago in Fiction
A Version Of Fairness
It was happening again. As Claude regained consciousness, he could see the lights on the ceiling, swimming into focus. His mind woke up before his vision cleared. He had survived the operation. Doctor Karl, you are a truly brilliant surgeon. He was not dead. He had been. He had seen the other side and it terrified him.
By Q-ell Betton4 years ago in Fiction
Just Let Me Die Here (A Serialized Novel) 33
After passing through town and grabbing a morning coffee, I head to the police station. This has become a daily ritual for me. Even if it produces nothing, it makes me feel like I’m doing something. Apparently Detective Singh has come to expect these visits too. She is waiting just inside the front door when I arrive.
By Megan Clancy4 years ago in Fiction
Hidden Places (Part 6)
Previously in Part 5 Part 6: For all future references, let it be known: What Morty wants, Morty gets. Penny got pissed the other day. That’s the start of this whole thing, right there. Vance has a way of getting under her skin, that’s all. She’s been on-again, off again mad at him for years. She knows it; she tries to will it away; she can’t.
By Paula Shablo4 years ago in Fiction
