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For some the word conspiracy holds a near mythological status in America. It became a term for uncomfortable ideas that conspiracy critics and government officials disdain. Crazies, scavengers, g…

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For some the word conspiracy holds a near mythological status in America. It became a term for uncomfortable ideas that conspiracy critics and government officials disdain. Crazies, scavengers, government obsessed, liars, and profiteers in tin foil hats. These insults follow some who suggest a modern American plot. Great skepticism is reasonable, yet only a…

It had been far too long since I sorted through the box labeled in purple crayon: ‘Sage Riley’s belongings’. As I pulled it out from under my side of the bed – the left &#…

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It had been far too long since I sorted through the box labeled in purple crayon: 'Sage Riley's belongings'. As I pulled it out from under my side of the bed - the left - with ease, anxiety crept in; the anticipation for what I'd find there almost unbearable. The word fragile was misspelled…

The country of Azar lay west of Danovian. Azar is home to four great.....

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The country of Azar lay west of Danovian. Azar is home to four great wizards.‭ The strongest of the four,‭ Jathar, ‬ruled South Azar. ‬Jathar also headed the Wizard Council.‭ ‬ Under his guidance,‭ ‬Mozard ruled over East Azar. ‬Rezmond ruled West Azar.‭ Raka ruled in the North.‭ ‬ Citizens of Azar considered their wizards…

‘Have you wet the bed again, you little shit?’ His father took off his belt with vengeance and........

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'Have you wet the bed again, you little shit?' His father took off his belt with vengeance and then strapped his backside repeatedly. Francis cried out, 'Na please, Dada, I'm sorry.' The tears were streaming down his terrified little face. The big man went to the drawer and took out the large dressmakers scissors. …

Our DNA tells a story that defines who we are, who we will become, and why we do the things we do. That is what some think....

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Our DNA tells a story that defines who we are, who we will become, and why we do the things we do. That is what some think. I am not one who thinks that my DNA defines me. I have found that I inherited things from my ancestors. This is cool because I often wondered…

In the town of Kilmeaden in Ireland, just west of Galway, on a rainy October night, little Bobby O’Connor was.....

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In the town of Kilmeaden in Ireland, just west of Galway, on a rainy October night, little Bobby O'Connor was lying fast asleep in his warm bed. His mother, Bridie, whet up to check on him. She stood in the doorway, watching his breathing, his peaceful sleep. She reflected on the quite contentment of his…

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Sage Harris stood with three hundred angry females in the backyard of her Alpha's property waiting for him to acknowledge that they were all there. Every female who stood with her were half-blood shifters ranging in age from three months to forty years. Sage appreciated, as did all the half-blood females, the blood of their…

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If I were deranged, I could walk into the bedroom, grab one of the dozen guns he collected, and shoot him in the back of the head. All the odds were in my favour. At such close range, I would hit no matter how bad of a marksman I was. I'd planned every detail of…

I shut the door to my truck and took a deep breath, unable to suppress a grin. I’m home. Palm Beach High lay stretched out before me, a collection of gray buildings with the occasional panther draw…

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I shut the door to my truck and took a deep breath, unable to suppress a grin. I’m home. Palm Beach High lay stretched out before me, a collection of gray buildings with the occasional panther drawing, prom poster or plaque on the outer walls. It was a lowly community high school to some, but…

The downfall of America’s power couple made headlines. Splashed across the cover of every magazine and openly debated on all of the major talk shows was the story of their whirlwind romance and exp…

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The downfall of America’s power couple made headlines. Splashed across the cover of every magazine and openly debated on all of the major talk shows was the story of their whirlwind romance and explosive breakup. Had he cheated on her? Had her ambition and success outshone his and caused a rift in their marriage? If…

It was hot outside the wagon, the sun shining too brightly for his sensitive eyes, so Morminiu decided he’d rather spend the day inside, in the restful shade beneath the wagon’s awning. He sat on a…

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It was hot outside the wagon, the sun shining too brightly for his sensitive eyes, so Morminiu decided he’d rather spend the day inside, in the restful shade beneath the wagon’s awning. He sat on a chest, listening to Yd, the apprentice cartographer, a well-educated phril who was eager to tell stories of his adventures…

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Weak raindrops were pouring down her leather jacket. It was raining every day lately, and she missed the warmth of Italian sun. Yet Punk couldn't leave London just like that. It wasn't just some place for her. She considered London to be a he. A breathing creature with his virtues, weaknesses and vices. His violent…

Richmond Park was busy with joggers pounding their way towards Sawyers Hill. They passed women who pushed their buggies chatting about their busy days which invariably centered on their children. E…

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Richmond Park was busy with joggers pounding their way towards Sawyers Hill. They passed women who pushed their buggies chatting about their busy days which invariably centered on their children. Everyone was wrapped up in their own little world on this cold October morning. An old oak tree surrendered its final leaf to the breeze.…

Jane Hawke woke in a cool dark and for a moment could not remember where she had gone to sleep, only that as always she was in a queen- or king-size bed and that her pistol lay under her pillow on …

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Jane Hawke woke in a cool dark and for a moment could not remember where she had gone to sleep, only that as always she was in a queen- or king-size bed and that her pistol lay under her pillow on which the head of a companion would have rested had she not been traveling…

The sign read, “Welcome to the Liberated States of America. Visitors must have proper I.D. and stop at check in centers to travel our roads and skies. If not, go back HOME!” Professor B…

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The sign read, "Welcome to the Liberated States of America. Visitors must have proper I.D. and stop at check in centers to travel our roads and skies. If not, go back HOME!" Professor Braddock did not stop the Envo's engine and continued flying through the air. True, you never know what to expect when venturing…

“Call me Goddess.” A gentle reminder. He knelt before me, a perfect specimen of a man. Ready to do my bidding. I have but to ask. This thought was pleasing to me as I gazed down at his face. Matthe…

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“Call me Goddess.” A gentle reminder. He knelt before me, a perfect specimen of a man. Ready to do my bidding. I have but to ask. This thought was pleasing to me as I gazed down at his face. Matthew, my pet and my dedicated servant, pledged to serve me for the last three years.…