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Her grandmother’s house was not all she imagined it would be. It was more. A duplex adorned with wisteria, and a backyard that boasted a cornucopia of different flowers. She became a butterfly of homosapien descent, and paid visits to the flowers on a daily basis.
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Over the years, she learned the patterns. The steps were loudest when she was afraid. They quickened when she was about to make a decision she would regret.
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“I know darling. You’d let the world burn for me. But I don’t want you to. Please. Please.” “Why?” Why would she want to die? I held her face gently. She leaned into my touch.
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Alien vampires, trapped in a time warp, find themselves being hunted by an immortal assassin of their own creation. Guided by the will of the erased tree god, a warrior who should have never existed emerges in a world he no longer recognizes. A Centurion races against time to save her brother from a dying…
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He hated wearing the tux, which hugged him in all the wrong places. He hated her being the star of the evening. He hated her picture on Page Six of The Post, even though his press agent had planted it. He hated the stupid show and certainly wasn’t thrilled watching other men look at what…
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even though they are shooting us dead on the streets, even though these politicians don’t care if we eat or not, even though these legislators call us fools, even if the headline every morning is about fuel hike, even though we can’t tell where this country is heading, even though we have been looking for…
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The name of the town is not important. It is another small town in another state that no one knows about but yet can be found on any state map. It could be your current location, a place you have lived in for six months and yet it could be your childhood home.
