Passing Novels & Stories

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Alice held her breath, praying that the performance would be convincing enough. Finally, the soldier waved them on, stepping away from the car. “Go, quickly!” Lito didn’t need to be told twice. He pressed on the gas, and the car sped through the checkpoint. Alice exhaled in relief, her heart still pounding in her chest. Isabela’s act had worked, but just barely. “That was close,” Pedro muttered, wiping his forehead. Alice nodded in agreement, her fingers trembling slightly. “Too close.” They passed the remaining checkpoints without much trouble, as the other soldiers seemed disinterested, lounging idly in the heat. Some barely even glanced at their car as they drove by, preoccupied with thei

The journey through the passage is silent, with only the gentle currents and the muffled echoes of their fins against the rocky walls brea the stillness. As they venture deeper into the passage, the water grows colder and denser, enveloping them in an otherworldly embrace. The passage acts as a transitional space, bridging the gap between the known and the unknown. With each stroke forward, they draw closer to the prison—a place that carries the weight of their sentence and the uncertain challenges that lie ahead.

Time to end this one way or another. ***

I calmly read the furious comments on the screen, my eyes showing no emotion. I picked up my coffee, took a gentle sip, and issued the command inside my mind. 'System, transfer target: Maisie. 'Transfer damage type: Reputation.' [Ding—Command confirmed.] [Transferring reputation damage to target: Maisie…] In the very next second, a dramatic reversal took place. Every single insulting comment directed at me on my related news and social media platforms vanished completely in an instant.

she moaned. Marc, busy nibbling on her ear, chuckled, the sound vibrating her sensitive lobe. "Hey, Thad, isn't there a French expression for pleasure that involves dying?" Dark eyes, with a tiny pinprick of red, a color she'd come to appreciate as she now associated it with excitement and not pain, at least when Thad wore it, met hers. "Ah yes, la petite mort, an eloquent way of saying climax. Something you'll be enjoying several of."

With every millisecond that went by, that noose tightened. "I'm saying, I lost them and I can't find the car anywhere. I've got software running her number plate. As soon as a camera picks it up, I'll get pinged but it's been fifteen minutes Ace. He's either reached his destination or he switched cars," Jericho informed, his voice softening.

I headed downstairs to the kitchen to make myself some leftover meatloaf I made the other day . As I waited for it to warm up I spoke to Shiva . " I have never felt a dream that was so real an my life " I stated to her " It's because your power is growing ,so that's why we need to release it tonight. Otherwise….." she paused . " Otherwise what ?" I asked her questionably. " Nothing... just try to focus on tonight ...okay? " she said, reassuring me everything we'll be fine . " Okay ...fine " I said to her walking back to the oven . I grabbed the oven mitt and pulled out the meatloaf.