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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".

I knew only bad things would come out of my parents’ boss noticing me. When he threatened to fire them, if I didn’t marry him, I couldn’t see a way out of it. I was prepared to be trapped in a loveless marriage to save them. But Henry found another way: run away with him. He could protect my parents and me. I was all too happy to go with him. He made me feel safe.

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".

Katya has seen the way Brad, their sexy, handsome builder, looks at her husband. And one day she catches her "straight" husband flirting right back. The thought of the two guys getting together is the hottest thing she’s ever imagined, and she wants more - but her husband will never admit to his hidden bisexual desires. Katya secretly arranges with the builder to give her husband a very special gift for his birthday, while she watches. But when the blindfold comes off, will her husband agree to take it? Crossed swords guaranteed in this steamy story of a forbidden ménage.

"Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels. "Ella was surprised to find the reception from Sheela so warm and welcoming. She knew Sheela was different from a typical grouchy old widow but she still felt about the “year” she was going to be with Sheela as work, not friendship. But the more time she spent with the lady, the more she felt comfortable, and by the time the dinner was over, they actually hit things off quite well. Another surprise Ella got was Sheela’s speech".

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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This is a story for children of all ages, and is suitable for grandparents or parents to listen to with their children. It is the story of a wondrous electric elephant and the people who encounter it. Big as a house, this wondrous electric elephant is able to move and do amazing things, depending on who is piloting it and whether or not some cats have sneaked into the inside of the electric elephant.

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Amari was just right behind me, and I saw with my own eyes how the beast sunk its claws on his shoulders as he caught him. Amari’s scream of agony only lasted for a second. This freak of nature snapped his neck and tore him apart like a ragdoll. I made a sharp turn in hopes that I could escape from its line of sight, but the forest was unending.

She twisted her fingers and rubbed her chin. "I don't know. I cannot say for sure." "And so you think I would be the one to tell you what is wrong with you?" She looked directly into his eyes. "Yes, sir. Please. I am very confident that you can." He shook his head in disbelief. "You don't know what you are saying. Please, go and search elsewhere for solutions to your problems." "But, sir...." "Good day, Keyshia," he said abruptly before taking his leave.

Charles Bentley was always due to inherit his late father’s fortune, and he loved to boast about it. He was the typical son of privilege with more money than sense and an appetite for partying that was rarely satisfied - although he did try his hardest. But there’s one thing standing in his way of this fortune; a stipulation that states he must marry before his 25th birthday. With no plans of settling down but every intention of the getting the money, a plan forms in his head.

On the Happily Ever After University campus, Goldilocks is one of the harshest critics you'll ever meet. Her scathing reviews have made this fairy-tale character one to avoid. But, when Goldilocks' naturally straight hair is short one curling iron, how is she going to do her hairdo? Can Goldilocks find help in her dormmates, the Little Mermaid, Rapunzel, and Thumbelina, or will she have to change her name to Baldilocks instead?

No one was going to believe anything I said. I had to stop speaking before they started thinking I was crazy. Mom asked about it again later that day but I didn’t want to talk about it. She suggested that it was the stress from the previous day that gave me such a scary dream. I wanted to believe her but it was just too real.

In book 5 of the Colony Ship Warren series, Beth and Allen find themselves trapped in a vacant place surrounded by deserts. Yet they soon realize that they cannot sit idly by while the Colony Ship Warren is threatened. They risk a dangerous trek to escape and find some assistance. Yet in the vast recesses of the Warren, there awaits horrors which Beth and Allen cannot imagine. What will happen if Beth and Allen encounter one of those horrors?