Gloryhole Novels & Stories

“Amaris There is something that I need to tell you that is very important and unbelievable.” Just then there were a series of howls in the distance. Lyle suddenly burst out of the bedroom. “They have found us. They are outside closing in from 3 sides.” Lyle grabbed Gran with one hand and Amaris with his other and started pushing them toward the middle of the living room. He reached down and pulled up the rug. There, in the floor, is what looked like a rosette design in the wood floor. Lyle reached down and pressed certain dark sections in the design and the rosette popped open like a submarine hatch.

A couple of seconds have passed as we both tried to catch our breaths. He looked over his shoulder instead. "I think we los-" The car flew off the end of the unfinished bridge into thin air. - - ┈┈∘┈˃̶༒˂̶┈∘┈┈ - - My eyes felt heavy. My entire body is sore. Constant ringing in my ears. Gabriella. Gabriella. "Gabriella." A faint voice called out. I slowly fluttered my eyes, everything was blurry. "Gabriella woke up!" there's the voice again. "Please baby come on! You need to wake up."

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[Shocking reversal: Elaine's prize-winning piece was plagiarized! [Ex-Mrs. Shaw slandered, the true victim vindicated.] I was stunned. Why would that old news resurface? Sean strutted by my window for the umpteenth time, and I stopped him. "Are you behind the story that's going viral?" His eyes sparkled, and Max's fluffy head nuzzled my shoulder. "You caught me, Becca. You're just too clever." I exhaled a weary breath. "It's ancient history, so don't worry about it."

a device that didn't generate power, but "Generated-Change." "We’ve found the 'Anti-Archive'!" Kaelen’s voice crackled through the silver-link, trembling with a mix of awe and terror. "It’s not a machine, Audrey. It’s a 'Hole-in-Reality.' Everything near it is... evolving. The rocks are growing moss, the sand is turning into circuits, and my crew... their skin is turning into 'Memory-Tape'."

“It only grows in… specific areas.” Drake’s eyes light up. “I think I might know where some are.” My head snaps up. “You do?” He nods. “There’s this trail behind my grandparents’ old property. My grandpa used to take me hiking there. I remember seeing flowers that looked like this.” He taps the sketch. “Blue, kind of glowy in the shade.” My pulse quickens. Moonshade. Here. In Hallow’s Edge. Before I can ask anything else, Noah steps closer, alert. Protective.

Just a normal toilet. I watched for another week and again Tuesdays and Thursday lots of people using it, and quite often the same people. I finally confronted my boss and asked him what was going on. He again said nothing but when I told him I was going to stop people using it if they didn’t buy anything he told me to sit down. “Do you know what a gloryhole is?” he asked me. “No, what” I replied. “Look you cannot tell anyone this because we will be closed down and if you want to quit I fully understand”.

At a party hosted at our house, my husband sang a soul-stirring rendition of “Missing You Tonight". He poured his heart into it, his eyes misty and his voice raspy with emotion. I secretly recorded a video and posted it online. To my surprise, the video blew up. Hundreds of thousands of likes poured in, with the comment section overflowing with sympathy. Laughing, I handed my phone to my husband. “Jacob, you went viral.” The top-voted comment read: [Girl, I’m not one to stir up drama, but your husband looks like he’s nursing a broken heart.] I thought he’d just laugh it off with a half-hearted smile. Instead, he took the phone and looked me straight in the eye with dead seriousness. “Yo

“Great, now you sound like our trainers.” “There’s a difference, though. We grew up with each other. The guy with the gut wound could be my brother or my cousin, my best friend. Get the idea?” “So, who are these Hell Hounds to you then? So that we know.” “Aria Redgrave. First cousin and a couple of years younger than I am. She’s the computer expert I was talking about, Hal. Please don’t get on her nasty side, or she will waste your time with so much computer nastiness your head will spin. Then we have Devine Kelos. She’s relatively new to our team, but she’s got a nose that can hunt anyone or anything down in a blink of an eye. It’s scary to watch Hilda play a game with Devine. Hunt for the

Pull the trigger or leave him barely alive to set an example for the people who were still looking for her. "How do you know me? I know you're like me, trained not to speak when held captive or tortured but if you know my name, then you know me, and you know why they called me Adolph's Shadow, don't you?" His Adam's Apple moved up and down as he gulped from the fear she inflicted with that sentence and those dreadful eyes. He could still feel the aftermath of the punch she landed below his chest before sending him sprawling on the floor. "As expected of the Hian Hoshi clan, to be able to produce such a fine gifted weapon as you must have made them proud and esteemed."