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The precinct buzzed with the frantic energy of a hive under attack, phones ringing, voices overlapping in a symphony of urgency. I stood in the eye of the storm, my gaze locked on the incident board, a map of the city scarred with colored pins marking crime scenes. My city. My case. My promotion on the line. "Poppy, you've been at it for 36 hours straight," my partner, Mike, leaned against the desk, his face etched with concern. "Go home, get some sleep." I shot him a glare that could freeze lava.…
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7.1 K • Ongoing
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I stood there for a moment, just breathing in the stale air of Scarlet's room, feeling the weight of my new reality pressing down on me. This wasn't just a room; it was a crypt, a mausoleum where the remnants of a girl's life lay scattered like forgotten relics. And I was the unwilling archaeologist tasked with sifting through the ruins. Methodically, I began to explore the space. The room was a canvas of teenage rebellion and hidden depths. Band posters adorned the walls, their edges curling away from…
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7.1 K • Ongoing
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The hallway stretched before me, a narrow river of faded linoleum teeming with a familiar species of adolescent angst. Lockers, adorned with a palette of bright stickers and Sharpie-drawn graffiti, stood along the banks, their metallic doors slamming shut like the jaws of indifferent beasts. I was back in high school. I never dreamed in my worst nightmares that I would be back as a student in one. I clutched my books tighter to my chest, a makeshift shield against the curious and indifferent glances cast…
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7.1 K • Ongoing
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The dreams were back. The haunting echo of a chilling laugh, cold and malicious, stayed with me. My muscles ached with the phantom strain of flight, the memory of clashing with shadowy beasts in the dark. These dreams were no mere night terrors; they left their evidence, like the purplish imprints of fingers that seemed to have dug into the flesh of my arm, a tender neck as if hands had truly sought to silence me. Last night, my subconscious had staged a relentless hunt, my pulse racing in sync with the…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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Nick Cortez has been my best friend since I was young. He was there for me before school even began, teaching me what I was and providing me with everything I could ever need. My parents weren’t well off, but Nick, being from an old money family, was always willing to take care of me. Nick presented three years ago as an alpha, which made sense because he liked to mother me regardless of whether he even knew my secondary gender. The thing about Nick is that I was helplessly and completely in love with…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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“Come on, class! Take your seats. We will start your final exam in ten minutes!” Professor Ludwig shouted over the noise. Students were scattered throughout the classroom, talking to their friends. Professor Ludwig left the classroom probably to get Headmaster Brightwen. The Headmaster was obsessed with divination and always tended to join each class’ final exams. The rumor was that the Headmaster attended to see that if any vision came about, he would be there to witness it. There were many theories…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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Closing my textbook, I sat back in my chair with a sigh. I was finally done with my final paper. I’m so glad the professor opted to have us write a paper instead of an exam, even a practical exam. Just theory on an original spell. I chose a spell that, in theory, will be a great asset to researchers. Having the ability to transfer handwritten notes and older books into a digital format for easier archives. Since laptops aren’t allowed during class, I was sick of always typing the things I had already…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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