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Death RowEverythings going to be alright, Pumpkin. My dads voice was warm and caring, but I knew it was a careful lie. To him the woman fighting to live in the other room was already dead; just a corpse costing him precious dollars as she strived to breathe one more breath. I hated him. My resentment must have shown through in my eyes because when I looked up he winced and looked away. I wanted to call him a hundred and one hideous things alphabetically, starting with asshole and ending with wimp. I wanted to beat my fists against his chest and scream at him until I couldn&Death Row


Checkmate - Chapter 17?He looked so pitiful in all those bandages; like a wounded puppy curled over a mug of hot chocolate. Part of me felt like comforting him, but I knew what that would lead to. I wasnt stupid. The man had just had his mortal life threatened. Knowing that you might not live past twenty four hours wasnt something a person dealt with easily. I knew you were trouble, he said, pouting as he looked up at me with those wide hazel eyes. If he were breathing heavier I would say maybe he were in shock, but the longer I looked at him I realized it was a plea to save him. I knew you were trouble when he gave me allCheckmate - Chapter 17?
ID - 2008 - Kristaru

Soul Harvest, Ch. 1 A sharp scream fills the air. Did that sound come from me? I can't tell, so I press my hands over my lifeless lips and shiver in my hiding spot. Please don't find me...Please don't find me. There is a crackle off to the right, just below my perch in the branches of an oak tree. The scene becomes surreal in my mind- like the time I dreamt I was on a boat and turned into a chicken. A dark shape passes beneath my feet. Then silence. It seemed I was spared- for the night.Soul Harvest, Ch. 1
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"Honey, slow down for Mommy," a singsong voice calls to the chil
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