December 5, 2019

Hazel is watching Caleb eat out of the ice cream container that has her name written in black marker across the sides...

November 27, 2019

Key in hand. Key in hand. It’s getting harder to breathe with the smell coming from underneath the locked entrance.

October 29, 2019

Our first time together doesn’t really count, does it? We were angry at each other, you more so than me. I still can remember your face when I got out o...

September 28, 2019

Clinton takes a big breath before running full speed at the Alpha without any inhibitions of what he's facing. Bones meet . .

September 28, 2019

The windows are closed. Usually, she would have all the windows open, getting the last of the fall air inside her home before everything had to be seale...

July 30, 2019


I want her to see what I want. Her.

Touching her lips first, she seems delicate much too soft for what I want—no, what I want is edged with teeth....

June 29, 2019

Dry sobbing without the wetness. Hazel has learned to cry without any sound or tears.

May 29, 2019

Clinton finishes the last bite of pie before wiping his mouth with the damn cloth my mother made me embroider for the first official meeting. Hours of s...

April 29, 2019

Clayton's POV

Her eyes look different now, the green is lost to the brown.

"What are we going to do?" Kennedy's voice shakes. The side of her hand wipes a...

March 27, 2019

My fantasy future never looked this good.

An instant reflex has the pad of my thumb wipe the blood off her lower lip, but really wanting an entry inside...

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