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it was time to put her plan in motion. The doorbell rang, and Tamara answered with a sly smile already playing on her lips. There stood Chase the hot, well built pizza guy, holding the warm box, his uniform neat and his posture professional. He was in his mid-20s, clean-cut, with that boyish nervousness that made moments like this even more fun for her.

Everyone is so interested in his life that TV station really interrupted their regular shows just to televise this. Gold stifles a cry as he switches on his cellphone. It's been so long since he last used this. The golden boy switched to a burner phone so that his calls cannot be traced by the company. He's sure that by now, they're looking for him. Gold is monitoring the stocks of Healing Entertainment. It's crashing. People are seriously this bothered by his sexuality. Sometimes he can't believe that they're this petty. He hates the world that's why he refuses to blend in with them. Gold is contented to where he is now. The celebrity is trying to keep up with his promise to himself—that he

My body becomes enveloped in a burst of flames, and the fire spreads from my skin and causes an expulsion as soon as it got close to the gas tank across the room. THE END.

“I appreciate the fact that you all have taken us in and given us, for the first time in our lives, a real bed, running water, and all that. I want to make that clear. It’s just that this is a very risky plan you have and I’m not sure that I want my family involved.” Olga nodded. “I understand.” “I’m in all the way,” Oriana said with annoyance. She turned to look directly at her sister. “We have within our grasp the opportunity and the tools to not only put an end to the zombie epidemic, but to take back our planet. I can’t believe you’re not in.” Imogene looked out at her husband as he and Felix struggled to pull the resistant zombie through the door to the building. Even though they h

She doubted a zombie would be able to locate her there, even an advanced zombie. One of the things about zombies that stayed with them, no matter how much of their thinking and motor skills returned was the fact that they had poor night vision, depth perception, and were color blind. Those factors went in her favor since the opening to the root cellar was beneath a very realistic looking shrub that was attached to the trap door. Its coloring varied from those it was amongst only by the slightest degree and, unless you ran your hand over it, you’d never guess it wasn’t real. Combine that to the fact that it was nighttime, and she felt safe in her selection of hiding places.

I tap my fingers on the armrest, waiting for his answer. He proudly rests his back against the office chair and smiles. "Janet Johnson." I nod. Her name playing in my head. I get distracted from my thought when my phones' ringtone fill the room. I pick it up without wasting much time. "Boss." One of my men calls. "There is a problem." I look up at Seth then at the table. "What's that?" "The ship transporting our weapons, can't be found." "What!" I furrow my brows. "When did you realize this?"

The night air clung damp against Evelynn’s skin as though the world itself had paused, holding its breath with her. She leaned into Aiden, their steps quiet on the forest path, and every brush of his hand against hers sent warmth through her veins that had nothing to do with the fire inside her. The fire was restless, always, simmering beneath her ribs like it wanted to claw its way out. But with him—just him—there was a different kind of heat. A softer one. One she wasn’t afraid of.

The air brushed against my bare chest, frigid and unyielding. My footsteps were measured and purposeful as I made my way to the shower. The water surged, steam twisting around me like a ghostly whisper. I stepped under the spray, the hot rivulets cutting through my skin, erasing the tension that clung to my muscles like a bad deal. The heat scorched my skin, yet the chill within me lingered, unyielding.

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With the last of his strength, shivering, Zen crawled from the water and lay on the hard stone ground panting hard. It was cold. It was dark. Yet, it was still a game. [Congratulations! You've discovered a secret room and safe zone. The number of occupants in this safe zone is 1/1.] The window alert made Zen grin. He wasn't the devil yet, but he must have the devil's luck. Who would have expected to find a safe zone in this game? Judging by how it wasn't on the map, this safe zone should help him tide through the rough opening school ceremony.