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The first day back always had that same buzz—the one that filled the air with just enough chaos to keep me from being bored out of my mind. But today, Gideon had wandered off, lost in some tedious conversation with an old friend from his dorm. I watched him, half-hoping he’d finish up soon so we could do something… anything, really. But he didn’t. He was too focused, too absorbed. I rolled my eyes, tapping my fingers on the side of my bag. Where was the fun in standing around, waiting? That was…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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I woke up to the soft glow of morning light filtering through the curtains of my new bedroom. The penthouse was still a foreign place to me, but the promise I made to the others, to Darcy, anchored me here. I had packed up my life overnight, leaving behind my solitary apartment to be closer to her, to ensure her safety. It was a small sacrifice compared to what she had endured. Darcy had been holed up in her nest since we brought her here, a sanctuary she clung to even though it lacked the comfort she…
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77.2 K • Completed
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The memory dissolved, and in its place, I felt a surge of heat—scalding, raw, and unrestrained. It flooded me, rushing through my veins with a force so fierce it felt like fire and ice intertwined, searing every nerve, every cell. I gasped, clutching my chest as the heat surged, blazing hot until it reached a point of such intensity that it turned cold. It was a cold that burned, clawing up my spine, freezing and yet blistering all at once, as if my body were breaking under the weight of its own…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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My ma's lavender scent mingled with the aroma of a home-cooked meal as I walked through the door of her apartment. She was standing by the stove, her hair tied back, a smile on her face that didn't quite reach her eyes. "You shouldn't be on your feet," I said, my voice a low rumble as I took in the sight of her. She waved me off, her laugh light and airy. "Harlen, I'm fine. It's just a little back pain." I didn't buy it. I never did. Taking the wooden spoon from her hand, I guided her to a…
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77.2 K • Completed
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The first light of dawn seeped through a small, grimy window set high in the wall, casting a feeble glow over my prison. I lay there, aching and disoriented, the events of the previous day replaying in my mind like a broken record. The room was a crypt, silent and cold, filled with shadows that danced mockingly in the half-light. As my eyes adjusted, I took in the details of my surroundings. The walls were bare concrete, the cold seeping into my bones, and the floor was a patchwork of cracked tiles that…
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10.9 K • Ongoing
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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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I hit the stone floor hard, a sharp crack reverberating through the empty cell as my shoulder collided with the jagged stone. The pain was distant, barely more than a whisper at the back of my mind. It was as if my body and I had made some unspoken agreement: I wouldn't feel, and it wouldn't bother me with the details. The guards didn't bother chaining me. There was no point. I hadn't fought back in days—maybe weeks. Time had blurred into a fog, impossible to track in the darkness. The cell was small,…
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11.4 K • Ongoing
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As I trudged along the path back to Scarlet's house, it felt like the weight of the entire world pressed down on my chest, each step heavier than the last. The brittle warmth of the fading sun offered no comfort, only casting long, ominous shadows across the ground. The air, thick with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves, warned of the encroaching fall, but the breeze that rustled the branches above felt unnatural—like something darker stirring in the distance. The world seemed to…
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7.1 K • Ongoing
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I stormed out of the office building, the cool autumn air hitting me like a slap to the face. I needed the slap. Hell, I deserved it after wasting an hour of my life listening to those corporate tools talk down to me like I was some punk-ass kid. I could still see their smug faces, hear their rehearsed condescension: Your look doesn't fit our corporate culture. I scoffed, pulling my jacket tighter around me. It wasn’t like I expected the job to go well, but fuck, did they have to be so—so…
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9.0 K • Ongoing
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The library was quiet, the soft hum of the overhead lights a welcome contrast to the chaos of the student hall. I sighed, sinking into one of the plush armchairs near the back. Bookshelves loomed all around me, tall and shadowed, and the faint scent of old paper filled the air. This was what I needed—a chance to catch my breath and drown out the strange, disturbing thoughts that had plagued me since I stepped onto campus. Being surrounded by books was like slipping into a cocoon, a protective barrier…
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7.9 K • Ongoing
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