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It's been three months since Detective Iris Williams has been back to work. She has been on an extended medical leave, battling depression after she'd dropped the ball on the biggest case of her career - the apprehension of the 17-year-old serial killer, Stacey McHill. But instead of seeking treatment for her depression, Iris has been roaming the streets of New York City. The city's streets now haunt Iris, and paranoia has become her constant companion. The captain of the Double 0 precinct has placed Iris and Toni on desk duty, calling Iris an embarrassment to the department.

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“So? It’s not like it’s going to kill her or anything. She might just have to go to the hospital for a couple of hours,” Cody said, rolling his eyes. “Anyway, after everything she’s done to us, who cares if she gets sick? She shouldn’t be a teacher if she can’t handle it.” Derek couldn’t think of a counter argument to that nonsense. Telling Cody they could get in big trouble would have sailed right over his head, because Cody didn’t care about being sent home. He lived in the moment and treated the future as something he had no control over. “There!”

"Don’t be a fool! There’s no such thing as aliens, Roxy," Branden said in a tight, strangled voice. "Let’s get Frank out of this damn water." He wrapped his arms around Frank who was now moaning and wailing like a baby. They all surrounded Frank. Gathering their strength, they heaved him up, and as they began to make their way towards shore. They all heard another thunder-like ricochet. But this time, it was multiple ones, and they were undoubtedly fired at them.

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Ashley is an erotic shemale actress based in Las Vegas, who, after working with a new actress, wakes up on Halloween morning with a hairy surprise. She quickly finds out that two other shemales are in the same predicament, and they have to work together to find a way to break the curse before the end of the day, otherwise they'll be stuck as WereShemales forever!

He would do anything for her. She loved him with all her heart. Allie: I can’t believe it. My parents are making me marry a horrible man. All in the name of money. I want to be in charge of my own life. And I want a strong Daddy to take care of me. When Jonathan helps me run away, it’s a dream come true. I want him more than anything. But would he ever want a Little like me?

These were the words that the renowned psychologist Dr. Susan Patterson had reluctantly spoken to Detective Iris Williams and her partner Annette Toni. Their topic of discussion: 16-year-old Stacey and Jannifer McHill. A few weeks after Iris and Toni's horrific confrontation with the twins - where Iris was forced to shoot and kill Jannifer - Stacey McHill was sent to a new facility for the criminally insane.

As expected, Elly had her head and eyes pointed down at the party. She remained seated on the couch, keeping to her shy self, and refused to mingle with the other students, no matter how hard Hazel tried to push. In Hazel’s mind, her friend had to build some confidence when interacting with others, whether she wanted to or not. Hazel kept on handing her cups of punch which she kept on drinking, since she had nothing else to do. After just a few cups, the alcohol kicked in, and Elly began to finally loosen up a bit.

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Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels. "I worked at my last job. I was always so fussy about how unkept the desks of my colleagues used to be”. She took a sip from the mug of coffee. “Why not join me”? “For coffee? No, I already”...“Please, honey. I wouldn’t take much of your time. Besides, I am soon going to be rushing off for work". “Okay”. He sat down on the other stool and poured himself some coffee. She reached across the table and squeezed his hand".

He looked as if he couldn’t believe what he seeing, and he was both confused and alarmed. He was struggling to explain what he was seeing in English and just decided to convey it with some hand gestures. He showed the two travelers a trace of something that slithered on the ground with a body of at least two feet thick. Jade questioned their guide’s judgement and began to explain to him that what he was describing was borderline mythical. As Jade was explaining, their attention was caught by a sound of rustling in the trees.

Enjoy this short story by Mace Styx. "I remember waking once from a horrible dream, in which I looked down and saw the clown’s enormous mouth, its massive, wall sized face at the end of my bed and felt myself being dragged...dragged though I kicked and screamed, fighting against the covers. Thrashing and flailing for purchase, closer and closer to the red rimmed mouth, filled with murderous hanging teeth that waited, hungry to chew and devour me as the clown continued to smile".

Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels. "You know what I am saying, Bruce. Why are you acting so confused and out of touch? You and I know very well that I am right here. You are ogling at me and I wonder why”. “Well, is it wrong to ogle at one’s wife”? “My goodness. You know, if it is not for two reasons, I am sure I would have enjoyed making you eat up your words". “What reasons are you talking about, Anita”? “First, I am running late. Second, I am really running late". “That is just one reason that you have repeated twice over".

A story of personal testimony and inspiration, delivered with a humorous twist....

He lifted his head and froze with shock. Standing over him, more than six feet tall, was a monstrous goliath of a beast. It had hairs all over its body, staring like an overfed, violent, half-man, half-gorilla. His hair was locked, thick, and long to its waistline. It had red eyes, an enormous nose, crushed ears, and an ugly, twisted mouth. His fingers were long, sharp, and dirty. In his hand were two long blades dripping with blood. A foul smell emanated from every part of him.

“Let me quickly put on something more appropriate,” she said as she made her way from the kitchen. He took another sip of his beer and burped. “Yeah. You do just that. I am going to be here waiting for you to get ready, my dear.” “Are you not going to change into anything else?” she called from the bedroom. “Anything else like what?” “Something different from that suit you have on, darling.”

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