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A lone sedan entered the parking lot of the processing plant and went dark. A tenebrous figure emerged from the shadows, sheathed in tactical garb and gripping an M-4 carbine. He loaded a magazine and charged the weapon.
- Length: 8 pages
- Age Rating: 15
- Genre: Crime
Mimosa Mitchell was an 85-year-old “pillar of the community” and matriarch of one of the most prominent families in Petunia Springs.
I had known Bill for five years but had never seen him outside the office. “Don’t you find that strange?” Annie asked me one evening.
- Length: 8 pages
- Age Rating: PG
- Genre: Fiction
Crib Goch is the hardest route up Snowden, it’s classed as a grade one scramble, which means that you can’t, or shouldn’t, do it in weekend sneakers, although I’ve seen worse.
- Length: 5 pages
- Age Rating: PG
- Genre: Fiction
At an extended house party everyone gets along splendidly with one another - except a certain Mrs. Pentherby.
When Emma Ladbruk's husband inherits a farm, it comes with an old woman who soon starts to get in the way.
I’d been hiding behind a particularly impressive tomb. It was like a big chest freezer carved out of stone, with a figure lying on top. “Recumbent,” as Kate informed me.
- Length: 9 pages
- Age Rating: PG
- Genre: Horror
Emma nervously entered the classroom and found an empty desk while she felt the burning power of a hundred sets of eyes staring. She expected the teasing and giggles, but she didn’t expect silence.
That wasn’t the third thing I did that made me look suspicious. It was the suitcase.
Critical. Critical. Critical. She was shrieking the word. And his name.
A game of Scrabble has serious consequences.
A semi-barbaric king devises a semi-barabaric (but entirely fair) method of criminal trial involving two doors, a beautiful lady and a very hungry tiger.
Mimosa Mitchell was an 85-year-old “pillar of the community” and matriarch of one of the most prominent families in Petunia Springs.
Mrs. McDoogle had a bugle,
But she couldn’t play a note.
Emma nervously entered the classroom and found an empty desk while she felt the burning power of a hundred sets of eyes staring. She expected the teasing and giggles, but she didn’t expect silence.
Over the next three years, they became a couple. Not romantically, but as close and valued companions who shared their hopes and ambitions, their fears and regrets, their successes and disappointments.
If there was one thing Alex knew about JP by now, it was that the elaboration of a keenly held opinion wouldn’t be far away. And so it proved.
The thunder in the rolling blanket of clouds marked a season of cleansing, a time of remembrance. It was also a time of death. The Sailor knew that well.
‘What shall we do with the body?’ The other one rubbed his chin. ‘Let’s not get ahead of ourselves, eh?
That wasn’t the third thing I did that made me look suspicious. It was the suitcase.
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