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“Do you have a question you’d like answered?” I asked, kind of half hoping he did so I didn’t have to guess the topic, while the other half of me hoped he didn’t so I didn’t get an impossible question to completely bullshit. His eyes zeroed in on me, and he was quick to put his face back behind his professional mask, giving me a small smile, and shaking his head. “No, please do any kind of reading you find appropriate.” I smiled back at him and gave a single nod. I took another deep…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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Nick closed the door behind him, and I wrung my hands because I couldn’t contain my energy. I grabbed my arm in irritation. He doesn’t face me right away; instead, he stares at the closed door. A pregnant moment birthed the worst moment of my life. “I can’t do this anymore.” He can’t do this anymore? I knew this moment was coming. It was the last few weeks before the end of the year. We had discussed this day since the beginning but I thought I had time. I thought we had time. I swallowed…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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I cracked one eye open, the bright morning sunlight already searing my retinas. Ugh, another day, another dollar. Or in my case, another day of being a glorified nursing home attendant to my dear, sweet grandmama. I rolled over, my head pounding from last night's bottle of cheap cabernet. The Mothman stared back at me from his rightful place on my wall, his beady eyes judging me for my life choices. "Mornin' to you too, Mothey," I grumbled, reaching for the grimy, chipped mug of lukewarm tea on my…
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9.0 K • Ongoing
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. I strolled into the dimly lit bar, the smoky haze curling around the low lighting, giving everything a familiar, gritty warmth. The place was buzzing with the usual mix of demons, half-breeds, and other unsavory characters that crawled through the underworld. My body still ached from the latest assignment Lucian had sent me on. I was low on energy, but not so low that I couldn’t make it through one more night without feeding. Besides, I wasn’t in the mood to indulge just yet. Sliding onto a worn…
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9.0 K • Ongoing
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I pushed through the heavy doors of the corporate building, praying my thrift-store blazer wouldn’t wrinkle into oblivion under the suffocating humidity. First impressions were everything, right? Well, let’s hope looking like a goth Morticia Addams would give me some points. After all, who wouldn’t hire someone who screamed “I do my best work in the shadows”? The receptionist eyed me like I’d strolled in dressed for Halloween. I offered her my best fake smile as I followed her down a long,…
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9.0 K • Ongoing
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The moment I stepped onto Redwood University’s campus, a chill washed over me, like icy fingers trailing down my spine. The Gothic architecture loomed overhead—dark spires and pointed archways framed by gnarled trees that whispered secrets in the wind. It was the kind of place you’d expect to find lurking things in the shadows. I shifted my duffel bag higher on my shoulder, boots scuffing against the cracked cobblestone paths as I made my way across the courtyard. Students bustled around me, their…
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7.9 K • Ongoing
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The student hall was a blur of flashing lights, pounding music, and the low hum of voices. I hovered on the edge of the crowd, the black dress Lila had lent me feeling both too tight and too loose at the same time. Tugging at the hem absently, I scanned the sea of unfamiliar faces, trying to quiet the nerves churning in my stomach. The beat of the music thrummed through my veins, almost drowning out the nagging sense of unease curling in my chest. Almost. “Relax!” Lila shouted over the…
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7.9 K • Ongoing
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The music throbbed around us, a pulsing beat that seemed to vibrate through the floor and up into my bones. I tried to let it wash over me, tried to relax into the rhythm and shake off the uneasy sensation still coiling tight in my chest. But I couldn’t forget those eyes—the way Darius had looked at me like I was something to be consumed. “So, tell me, Viv, are you always this much of a loner?” Lila’s teasing voice cut through my thoughts, and I blinked, glancing over at her. “What?” I…
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7.9 K • Ongoing
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My eyes, clouded with unshed tears, struggled to focus on the figure at the front of the room. Owen's dark hair seemed to absorb the light, creating a cruel parody of a halo above his head. With every smirk tossed in Jasmine's direction, my chest tightened, the pain a relentless tide threatening to drown me. My fingers trembled like leaves in a storm, searching the depths of my bag for the tools of my confession. The pen felt foreign in my grasp, its weight heavy with the burden of my unsaid…
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10.9 K • Ongoing
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The heavy door of the lecture hall thudded shut behind me, the sound carrying a sense of satisfaction that hummed through my veins. Jasmine's laughter chimed in beside me, her body pressed against mine as if drawn by some unspoken gravitational pull. Her perfume—light, floral, and expensive—clung to my senses like a familiar blanket. I tightened my arm around her waist, relishing the attention from the guys who offered their congratulations on last night’s game-winning goal. "Did you see…
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10.9 K • Ongoing
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