Sometimes… by Clark Roberts
…I watch you sleep. Not as frequently, not nightly as it was in the beginning when I first moved...
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Blood Language by Anna Gooding-Call
She was nearly a full head shorter than I was, model-slim and startling in a long black dress with...
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Asylum by Richard G. Bouchard
Asylum Somber, snow-covered vales. Windless calm. Winter shadows sleep soundly on the frozen...
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Fed by Matthew F. Amati
10:00 AM Green eye, supercilious, appeared over Edna Biddle’s Brobdingnagian bosom....
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The Devil and the Doe by Lynsey Farnsworth
“Tara, time to get up and come take your meds,” the male voice boomed. Tara squeezed her eyes shut...
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