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I found the letter in the mailbox this time. No mystery appearances on the kitchen table, but still a big mystery about why it came in the first place. Because I don’t know this guy. Mr. Mysterious ignored my threat to turn his letters over to the detective, so he either thinks I’m bluffing or he doesn’t care. I stand in the kitchen under the flickering light and read the letter again. The verse means nothing to me. Not that it should, because it originated from the mind of a lunatic. I…-
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Dear Kayla, Thank you for writing me back. As for all the questions you asked, none of them matter. I’m sorry if that sounds rude, but it’s the truth. I’ll always tell you the truth. I can’t do otherwise. Here’s a verse you might appreciate: But already my desire and my will were being turned like a wheel, all at one speed, by the Love that moves the sun and the other stars. What do you…
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Creed's POV My little Fawn told me her name, Odessa. Sweet sounding like the sirens of the blue waters of the East. Her laugh was inviting. Everything about her was perfect. If I was allowed to have a mate, it would be her. The epitome of perfection. My dragon thought so while she stroked our scars. Her fingers trembled at first, but as I relaxed, her fingers radiated warmth. My dragon purred silently, not to scare her. She didn't know what I was; once she did, would she leave? She commented on…-
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Odessa The clinking of utensils startled me. "Dad?" I whisper. I rubbed my cheek against the pillow when it dawned on me that dad isn't here anymore; he's gone. In fact, I wasn't at home at all and was stuck in a tree running from the Duke. Whatever my cheek was rubbing against is so soft, so warm. It feels like the fur of an animal. My eyes didn't blink open slowly; they darted open was an intensity my lashes almost fell off. My back was turned to whatever was making small noises on the other side.…
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Odessa *6 Months Ago* "I'm so sorry for your loss," the nurse handed me the final paperwork while I sat in my father's room. My father was connected to life support, tubes coming out of his arms, chest, and mouth. He didn't even look the same anymore. There was no light in his eye, no golden glow on his skin. He had been here way too long, and his beard was tangled in the wires. The few longing tears dripped down my face. Dad's body was still warm, the machine did its job, but unfortunately, his…
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Creed's Fawn's eyes closed delicately while I stared at her longingly. When was the last time I had been this close to another being? I couldn't remember the last time I touched any other living them besides killing for food, fighting for gold, or defending myself. This woman is helpless, and she shows no fear in my disfigured body. This wasn't her world; she was stuck in a land where this was nothing but fairy tales to her. A strong feisty spirit must inhabit her body to have kept her alive this…
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Creed The night's previous storm brought good omens. Fresh rain washed the trails giving new smells for fresh game. Despite the dark cave where Razak and I dwell, I knew exactly when the light sources would hit the sky. The double light hits the cave at just dawn giving the temperature a few degrees increase. My dragon was to thank for his stubborn temperature fascination. Clearing my throat, I grabbed the jug of fresh rainwater that had dripped in the night. It was cool, refreshing, and welcomed.…
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Odessa "Wait!" The gurgling voice called for me. A claw ripped the upper part of my ankle; I winced at the sharp sting but kept going. Flinging the weighty door open to the unobstructed air, I bolted to the tree line, which wasn't far. This area was usually secure, streaming with guards, but many were missing. I didn't question it; this was my only chance. His gurgles became more transparent; he was healing far too quickly. My hope for escape was diminishing, but I trudged on because facing the…
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He notices me right away. He was about to take a drink, but freezes with his glass of beer halfway to his mouth. It’s too late to pretend I didn’t see him. So I send him a curt nod and walk over to the bar. I slide onto a stool and look in the opposite direction, examining the décor. A lighted mirror behind the bar displays shelves of liquor. Red leather booths line one end of the room and the opposite wall. At the other end of the room, a pool table is brightly lit from above with a lamp…
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At eight o’clock sharp the next morning, Mr. Personality knocks on my door. Pounds on it, actually, with brutal force. As if he’s the leader of a SWAT team, and he’s been tasked with taking down a group of crazed hostage-takers to save a hundred people’s lives. I open the door and stare at him. “Good morning, Mr. Leighrite. What’s the emergency?” Frowning, he looks me up and down. Because the house is freezing, I’m wearing a bulky sweater with a down vest over it along with…
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