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Chronicles of a Caped Crusader: Days Yet to Pass: Part Six

Chloe inadvertently flinched at Inna's declaration that Veronica wanted to speak to her. The idea of talking to Veronica had never crossed her mind. She was her mortal enemy, and partially responsible for her eventual death. “Why would Veronica want to speak to me?” Chloe demanded.

by kristykimmy
The Adventures of Trina: The Glass Key: Part Four

Over coughing up sobs, I heard the metal door squeak, and something slipped behind me. I could see it from a shadow on the wall, standing there like stone, its shape overlapping with my quivering silhouette. Even covered in darkness I dared to not let it find my face, soaked and shaken, pressed against the cold surface of the table.

by ummagine3284
Janet and Jane: The Case of the New Addition: Part Three

I couldn't sleep that night. My thoughts were just out of control. Why would Jane get an apprentice? Why did James have to be our apprentice. How would the detective business be affected with him with us for a while? Ugh, never before did I want a period of time to move faster than I did now.

by chasing_stars44
 
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"Ghostly Dreams" by jrayeb3
Identity. That was something Sylva didn't have the time or courage to keep anymore. Sylva had been a dashing young Lupe, adventurous, newly wed, setting out to sail every other weekend. What ever he was now wasn't that. Quite the opposite, if anything. He hid in the bushes, his steps couldn't make a sound had he wanted them to. He slid between walls and just a shimmer of his now pale-blue fur could make a baby Gelert scream for their mother. In his mind, he would always be Sylva. But in every place other than that, he'd just be The Ghost Lupe. Ryan was bored. That sort of thing happened a lot these days. Nothing to do, but he enjoyed every second of it. He soaked in the sun, the sense of relaxation, the fresh island breeze. He was home. Home was a strange word for Ryan. He'd had many. Home could be the base where he stayed when he was on duty as a knight. Home could be where he spent his free time with his pals in The Lost Desert. Home could be the places he explored with his brothers. But if home is where the heart is, home was right here on the beach, his brothers, sisters, friends and family inside the house, baking a feast. The family had grown an awful lot recently. Two acaras had joined the bunch, and weren't quite adjusted yet. The wocky, clad with an oversized hoodie, took a liking to Ryan instantly. Then there was the bori, the lutari, the gelert... It was a beautiful, massive, mess. RJ needed an escape from it.




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Nan and the Night's Message
Nan, a Green Xweetok, could not sleep. It was late, for sure; everyone else in the Neohome was fast asleep. Nan herself had gotten a little bit of sleep, but now she was awake again. Why was she awake? She did not quite know for herself, but she did feel like she was called to a task other than sleeping. She quietly opened the window and snuck out.

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A Game of Faerie Chess
Fyora, in the head seat at the long table, sat back against the chair. Light from the outside poured in through the atrium windows of the chamber, bathing her council in a warm yellow glow. Twelve faeries—two of each kind—were in attendance. It seemed every few years this topic arose. Every time new council members were brought in, new arguments for and against Illusen came up. As usual, Fyora remained silent and listened to her trusted advisors give their opinions—valid they all were.

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Four Legged Friends (FLF) Wearables: Spring Edition
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How to say "Ugga"
No, no, you're saying it wrong! It's further back in your mouth. Now make a trill back there. No, no, no – it's like a rolled 'r', but more of a rolled 'g'. Yes, I think you got it! Now try and put that sound back into the word “Ugga”... Nope, that wasn't right either. Never mind, keep trying!

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