A Short Story

Verin watched a group of young soldiers grapple behind the mess tent. He split his time between checking on Fynta and offering pointers when one of the guys showed bad form. So far, comms were still offline to the group that had entered the temple, but Verin didn’t worry. Fynta was impossible to kill, and he had little stake in the others. Granted, he rather liked the Togruta. She’d fought well on Tython.

Beautiful, breathtaking and inviting were words that I thought as I saw Hofstra University for the first time. As we drove my brother to Hofstra for his first day of classes to show him the road in which he would be driving on everyday to arrive at his second home for the next four years, I could not stop staring. At the first sight of Hofstra, I knew my brother would be in good hands and I had no doubt that he would do great things. My love for Hofstra developed in fall of 2008 when I was only nine years old. Fast forward and over eight years later and my love for Hofstra still hasn’t faded.

After reading the email that sat within my inbox, I had discovered that I had been granted the opportunity to visit Wake Forest University, while participating in a program designed for rising juniors and seniors called LENS. My shyness and apprehension outweighed my initial yearning for what I presumed would be the college experience. I hadn’t anticipated the flight to North Carolina or the three weeks that I would have to spend with others who I had never met. As I arrived, I remember the swarm of parents that carried heaps of bags filled with their children’s clothing, whereas my parents were three thousand miles away. I had quickly decided that I no longer wanted to meet with other students and I awaited the plane ride back home, yet the

JOHANNA’S AX SLICED INTO the floor beneath her and she breathed in heavily, smirking menacingly at a slightly shocked Katniss and Peeta, who had just entered the training room. Reeve sat on the steps that led up to the platform that Johanna practiced on.

I had prepared myself for weeks for the wake up call. I had assembled my horse as well and tonight was the night for a midnight ride to the place. I ran out the door in boots and my night wear. I jumped and swung my leg over the horse and fixed the musket strap to settle across my shoulder. I pressed my heels into her side and she took off. I rode my horse as fast as I could, my heart beating fast. I had been trained for this. I had my muskett by my side loaded and ready for a shot.

He could sense the second he found it, that spot that would tip her over the edge, and Brett watched Elena's expression, entranced. His fingers worked relentlessly inside her as he felt her climax building and when she shivered and gasped, then came for him, he felt a sense of satisfaction, but also another, indefinable, emotion. More than simple lust. Whatever it was, as she writhed in pleasure, it led to him kissing Elena again hungrily, tongue pushing deep into her mouth, sucking licking and nibbling hers with their lips mashed together, and hot breathy pants mingling. "Good girl."

A moan rang out through the living room as Mags writhed on the couch. Olivia always did have the the tongue of a goddess and holy shit was she making good use of it now. The plan had been to wait until Shawn got home before starting the fun with Olivia, but one thing had led to the other… He could just join in when he returned. She knew he wouldn’t have appreciated another party so soon, but would definitely appreciate some fun times with Liv to help him wind down from his first day at work. Plus, she was still recuperating from yesterday.

“You can take back your invitation into your home,” Dean’s nose brushed against her wrist as his lips pressed a soft kiss against the skin there, right on her tattoo. “You could take a log off the fire and set me alight, but that would probably kill me. Still between the two of us I would rather you kill me.”

Paul gave him the jacket and sensed an eagerness in Leo being so accommodating. His whole vibe seemed different, and when Leo didn’t call Mary out, Paul wondered what was up. “How’s Mary?”

His relationship with Hazel was finally going somewhere, and he couldn’t be happier. It might even be better than winning this week’s tournament. And that meant a lot, considering what Beyblade meant to Shu. The shock had worn off, and today he felt more energetic and motivated than ever before. His next match, the semifinals, were tomorrow. He was facing off against Orochi Ginba and his Omni Odax. He wouldn’t forget the promise he made to Valt. They would meet in the finals no matter what. Nothing could stand in the way of Shu when he made a promise, and that was final.

The jeep screeched to a halt. They jumped out and charged up the steps to the front door then pounded on the knocker. 'Open up!'

Well I don’t like my job, and I don’t know weather or not I should quit my job.

Then a quiet voice out of the darkness spoke. Quiet, yet confident. It was so sudden, so unexpected, even the demons surrounding them were taken aback. Zoey could tell because they had a look of surprise on their face. But it instantly faded and turned into a malicious grin.

slightly open, holding their cups of tea with both hands, like children mirroring one another.

After another long and adventurous week in Dubai, the couple finally returned home to Trost and spent the next couple of days unwinding and unpacking. By Monday, things had returned to normal and, as usual, Levi got up early to get ready to work.