short-story

  • Fifteen             When I came out of the shower, I was surprised when I heard belligerent screaming coming from the living room. “You listen here, you leech, Iris Westmore is my best friend! If you’ve done something to her, I deserve the right to know! I always knew her working for your bar wouldn’t end…

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  • Nine             I was half convinced that Desmond would send out a search party to try and find the guys that had attacked me. I was fortunate that he didn’t. When we got to Calix’s place, there was a girl I knew there waiting for me. Julia was a pretty, redheaded girl with green eyes.…

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  • Six The ball dispersed. No one was actually chosen at The Choosing Ceremony. It was more of a way for people to meet to decide if they wanted to try to be each other’s mate. But the process was very strict, which was why once one entered into an arrangement, it was difficult to be…

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  • Two The shocked ‘what’ came out a little too loud. “Shh!” Calix put his finger to his lips. “Don’t be so loud. We don’t want the wrong people hearing.” “But I—I—I can’t marry a werewolf I—-” He knocked on the wall behind the statue of The First Werewolf king, which peered down at me like…

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