Short Story

“Alright! Here you go sir. Thank you for shopping with us today! Also, be sure to stop by Tuesday nights. That’s when we host our game nights and I know for a fact there will be people around willing to teach you how to play Dice Masters”, he cheerfully tells to his customer.

“When we opened the doors in the kitchen, we were shocked to find a door leading to the basement. Lying right in the middle of the floor, there were submachine guns, handguns and several rifles along with many knives. We also found a machine used for making false ID’s and driver’s license hidden in the basement that’s why Mathew Morgan’s driver’s license looks so real. Since Mr. Hudson lived alone, no one ever checked on him. As a result, when they murdered him, no one missed him. Pretty smart of Matthew Morgan to find someone like Mr. Hudson and replace him,” Steve said, shaking his head.

I was in the house looking at the sheriff suits that Deanna gave Rick and I and Rick walked in through the door and I said "I don't know if this is some kind of play, handing authority to strangers.The authority to break up fistfights.If it was just that, she should have given one of these to Daryl."Rick said "I don't know if it's for us or for them. Or maybe Deanna's trying to get rid of us and them.You put these jackets on me and you, have the people see it.If that's the play, that'd be smart. And she seems smart.Smart for then or smart for now?" This is now.- Rick was cut off by the sound of some bushes rustling and said "Come out! Now!" Aaron stepped out and asked You can tell the difference between walkers and humans by sound?Can you

I remember when it all happened, there was I, a little girl of 6 years old who would always stick with her beautiful and young mother, Keni, but, she would rather you call her Daisy. We were at home, my old, but sweet home of a wonderful beige color with a lot of decoration made by Mami. I would always love to be at home, because it would always smell like her. The long and comfortable sofas were bought by Papi, they owned a special brown color, my Mami 's favorite. That 's where we were in that moment. My Mami was wearing the dress that I gave her as a present with my Papi 's help, it was pink and it had a lot of flowers on it. She looked amazing. In contrary of me, I was wearing my favorite dress too, but, this one was really old that

Initially golden eyes were drawn to examining the manor that stood imposingly existent, as most noble dwellings did, though at the question they turned menacingly towards the offending party. Plenty of Eliseo’s days had passed with his brother’s devious second hand man lingering overhead, and he could detect the subtle threat that lay dormant beneath a guise of parting pleasantries. If features weren’t already stiffened from the metal that encased the lower half of his face the outright disrespect of such an inquiry would have been capable of producing the same result, and yet he felt the message was conveyed well by the narrowed gleam of an already impatient glare. “Ensuring the sanctity of the Devore name is, and will always be, my

When you’re the heir to the throne of the throne of a long dead Camelot and one of the last remnants of a dying magical world, it’s almost considered an insult if nothing has tried to kill you before you turn 14.

“Just go to room 341 Billy, and get a good night’s rest,” said Melda. “Can I have the key ma’am?” Billy got the key and walked over to the elevator, clicked the button and before he could move any muscle in his body Melda shouted “Billy, don’t go into any other rooms. Stay in your own room darling.” “Okay Miss. Thank you,” said Billy. The doors finally open to the elevator and Billy just slowly walkedin and started to wonder if this was a good idea. With a scratch in his voice Billy says “I’m starting to regret this.” “Why can't I go anywhere else? Am I going to die?” All these thoughts were running through Billy’s mind right now while his heart is racing faster and faster as he gets closer to the 3rd floor. Billy gets startled by a

But you’re going to fall, not because you can’t start again, but because we all do. Humans aren’t much more than maladjusted bipeds in the end. The problem is what you’re going to want to do when you fall again. You’re going to think about returning to the rat hole because it’s easier believing everyone and everything are out to get you that than happiness really exists. Sometimes the darkness just gets comfortable. Not because it is, mind you, but because it’s familiar. When you get to that point, before you start feeding little pieces of yourself to the rats, write me a letter.”

“Gate 4A is boarding! Next flight boarding is Gate 4A!” the cheery pre-recorded voice announced over the airport’s loudspeakers.

“I am only asking you these questions because the Boss would like to know who he hired. As far as the brothel

He first glimpsed the sun as it rose above the bell of a French horn.

From Ramses's right came a shriek as a sword cleaved a nearby body in half.

Yoongi laughs and Jihoon freezes. He knows that laugh. That laugh always came just before Yoongi convinced Jihoon to do something incredibly stupid and rash. That laugh that had their mother scolding them for hours. “Oh. A cat, huh?” Jihoon rubs the bridge of his nose: he can already feel the headache forming. “Does he have all his shots?” Yoongi eyes him closely, eyes dropping to Jihoon’s neck for a moment, before wandering to the fridge and calling back over his shoulder. “Does he bite? Did you buy him a proper collar?”

“Kyungsoo, baby Soo, wake up,” his neck prickled at the proximity of the whisper. “Come on, it’s time to carry on with your boring ol’ life.”

"Hi, I 'm Taehyung! I like the number ten, and you can call me TaeTae, why are you screaming —" the stranger freezes at the doorway, staring at the scene.