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[Blue nail polish and Jeans]...Chapter one, First Day
<[Derek]>Adjusting to life here has been strange, but not overall difficult. Though it's definite that I have much to learn about this place. I still remember my first day here. I wasn't shocked..exactly. More ama… -
Death's Dent: Gender's Vertigo
The new girl was the talk of many of the most popular haunts of the small city. Even a week after her arrival. Though she didn't speak much and seemed to be unsure of what to do with herself whenever someone spoke to he… -
Death's Dent -- "Deth's" Amnesia
The raven haired girl awoke on a couch in surroundings she didn't recognize. She looked around, confusion filling her foggy head. Awkwardly she fell off the couch, in an attempt to get up and stand. Knocking over the mu… -
Unlimited: A short Prolog
Garret stood frozen in front of Strawberry's door. He couldn't believe he heard his voice in there, he couldn't believe what he was hearing her say to him. A few hours passed, and Garret came to his senses. Picklocking… -
The Beast: The littlest Pest
Syria awoke in a car with Aiden's face on a few inches from hers. "You were wearing a shock collar." He said, sounding a bit more normal than he had the night before. "Ow." She groaned. "We got a phone call from the … -
The Beast: An Angel behind glass and water
This time his hands were at her throat. Firmly, but not painfully as he held her from behind. She'd realized he was there far too late, and now they were surrounded by his recruits. The room was positively infested wit… -
The Beast: Neither fate nor chance
"I thought you said you had an idea where he was, Hiaro." Syria said with a scowl on her face, tired of walking aimlessly though the streets. "I did, but the light quality here is terrible. Worse than twilight. And it'… -
The Beast: Important filler
Syria found it hard not to be a little awed by the Trii'an city in the sky. It was vast, and beautifiul in its alien way. Though it was in her nature not to be very trusting, she had to manage not to automatically conde… -
The Beast: The Job
Maybe she was too hard on herself. The girl with dusty dark honey-colored hair crouched behind a dumpster in a dirty alley. It could never be accused of her that she wanted her current lot in life. A child whimpered.The… -
Logan: Beyond Surprise
I arrived home rather tense, Friday evening. What's funny is, I didn't even see him at first. I dropped my car keys on the table, took off my coat. Then I heard the voice. A familiar voice. "I bet you expected a big t…
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