Short Story

Her stated preference for white gold acted in Richard the thought that there was so much he didn't about Lexi, maybe she had preferred it back then, but he couldn't recall. All the little details and events that occurred in the intervening years. The love for her that he'd back then was still there, and she was still the same person that he'd missed and dreamed of spending his life with, but as he'd grown to a man from a boy, she'd transformed from a girl into a woman, and that brooked changes in any person.

“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.

''Aren’t Joe and Cisco going to help us?'' Asked Barry, noticing that his foster dad and best friend were still absent as the rest of the team was preparing their plan of attack back at the lab. ''I thought you guys said they were supposed to join us here.''

Grey dust clouds filled the air, mixing with puffs of blue, purple and red particles already circling the roof until the dull colour was drowned out by the radiant, distracting from the dirt and mess that cluttered the floor, cluttered the desks, cluttered the walls. Alone, a boy sat, hunched over the desk as he clutched the needles to weave one thread with another, his tongue sticking out as he created four thinned ovals to connect to a wider one, mimicking the vaguely human-shaped dolls at various states of completion and quality that were scattered around the desk. Dark circles contradicted his otherwise ghostly pale skin, dull blue eyes squinted to ensure every minor detail of the thread was in it’s perfect place.

A fellow member has discovered a new world, your mission is to do recon in..." He paused, confusing Xion and Roxas. "...Hollow Bastion." Saïx gave them the mission report and left abruptly.

I woke up to someone shaking me I slowly opened my eyes to meet beautiful blue ones I felt this pull and I automatically knew it was the alpha I was still sleepy so I broke eye contact and rolled over groaning "couldn't you wait to talk to me once I woke up?" I asked him "you are mine I'll talk to you whenever I want" he answered I was appalled "what the hell does that mean I'm not your fucking property I'm no one's" I said my voice rising as I stood from the bed he walked towards me grabbed my arm and forced me to sit down "you are mine" he growled he literally growled at me I stood up poking him in the chest as I spoke "well i don't want to be yours" i told him regretting it as his eyes flashed hurt but instantly went back to normal "to

“I am sorry…” Jimin whispered timidly once he spotted Taehyung wrapped in his bloody blanket. Jimin was too late and he couldn’t help, but feel immensely guilty for the act that was done to the new member of House of Card. Jimin tried, he really did, it took him long to find someone who allow him to use their phone and it took longer to call seeing as Yoon Sik kept looming around the area. Once Jimin finally got in contact with Yoongi, took a while as well, Yoongi ended up sounding kind of busy and very drunk. He understood everything the pink haired boy was saying, but he wasn’t all too sure on how to help, up until Jimin ended up yelling at him to come save Taehyung by taking him for the night.

Two boys, Alex and Hunter , who were best friends, like pees in a pod, were walking out of the athlete locker room on the second floor. Both of them were wearing their SHS Track and Field windbreaker jackets, which were both a size small, and fit them loosely because of their height and size. They had just gotten done with their individual and team sports gym class, and where about to head to seventh period. They were talking about their track meet that they were going to be having on Saturday, and Hunter was cracking jokes as he always did, no matter the circumstances. Sometimes it got on Alex’s nerves, but most of the time, he didn’t mind. Neither of them had any idea what was about to happen. Alex was on his phone playing his new game,

Last week, dressed in her tailored suit and mile-high red heels, Morgana walked into the neighborhood watering hole in the Bronx. The pub was dim, crowded, and smelled like stale beer and musky cologne, but despite the irritating odor, she enjoyed the drinks and the laid-back atmosphere, even if she stuck out like a sore thumb when she came dressed in business attire straight after work. But that didn’t really matter, because she and her crowd were celebrating Merlin’s master’s degree by consuming nachos, wings, and beer. It was a fine night to let loose and chow down on greasy food. After all, this was Merlin, who worked so hard at his two jobs, teaching grade school and tutoring disadvantaged kids at the community center, all while

The low murmuring in our head rises to a shout when we step through the doors of the institution. It's here to help, it's here to help it's here to help it's here to- The voices in our head were suddenly shouting over each other, desperate to have their opinions heard. Were gonna die! Were gonna- Help me! Help m-

It was Christmas Eve day in London, England 2015 and Baltimore was in a staring with his cat Shawlings. “Blast!!!” he called out. “You’ve beaten me once again in another staring contest, Shawlings. I don’t know how you do it”. Shawlings starred as Baltimore hopped off of his bed to get his phone and text his all-time and only best friend Sebastian. Baltimore: Hey, Bastian, you wanna come over now?... He noticed that Sebastian hadn’t texted back as fast as usual. He looks over to Shawlings. “He isn’t texting back like he usually does, Shawlings… Oh well I guess I’ll just call him in about five minutes” he said; jumped onto the bed to continue his staring contest with Shawlings.

'No Boris. Our guest must live, at least for now.' Radulac commanded assertively, much to Boris's disappointment. Radulac let out a disappointed sigh of his very own at seemingly being tricked by the female voice inside the box. Henning was still asleep upon Radulac's return to the study and by this point was snoring heavily, a trickle of drool forming from his open lips. The count looked angrily at the laptop on the table, full of disdain for the invisible maiden who he thought resided inside the strange looking device.

It was too quite, something is wrong. where is mom she is supposed to be here by now. She told me she would be here in five. she said that thirty minutes ago.) I hope she is not doing what i think she is doing. I’m starting to think i should have gone to cheer or track today. Im very anxious and scared. bang!( gasppppp) what was that i’m thinking. Ohhh mom where are you I send a million text. ( she never answers one of them). I hear something getting close so I inch my way a liitle bit further acting like I was looking for my mother. I knew i should have asked one of my freinds to stay with me but i did not want to make it seem like i was a scaredy cat. When I turn around i see a tall black figure with blood red gloves. He grabs me by

You always do,' said Cyril, briefly. 'Look here, we can't leave Robert up there. I wish the carpet would fetch him down.'

A black Ford Escalade, one of a fleet of vehicles, the monks kept secured in a warehouse in the town of Tangkouzhen, right at the southern base of the mountain cruised past her. So, Tung knew she was off the grounds. She waited for the vehicle to put some distance between them before she moved. She stared at the road for a second, and when she turned her head to move out from the bamboo grass, less than six inches from her face was a lush bamboo green pit viper, its vivid yellow eyes staring her in the face with its tongue flicking in and out of its mouth. Her stomach nosedived. Usually, a nocturnal hunter, she must have disturbed its sleep when she plunged into the thick of the bamboo.