A Father's Love, Chapter Twelve

"What happened to your sister?" I asked him. He lifted his head and looked at me. It was the same look from earlier at the beach, but much darker. "I'm sorry, but..." I began. I bit my lip. "They... The maids mentioned that... That...

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The Slave's Punishment

"Lily dear, wake up," Grigory said. No response. The hyena was asleep on her belly, her cheek to the pillow and her sable locks partly strewn about the pillow and partly covering her face. Grigory lay on his side, almost face to face with the...

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A Father's Love, Chapter Eleven

My awakening was less than kind. A maid shook me awake to tell me Mr. Bridshaw had invited me to breakfast. I sat up. She was skinny as a rail. She was young but looked old. "What is it?" I groaned. "Mr. Bridshaw has invited you to...

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Untitled Love

I finished cleaning the house. I vacuumed the carpet and fixed the cushions on the couch. I did the laundry and folded the clothes and put them back in the dresser. I'd just taken the chicken out of the oven and set the table when I heard his car pull...

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A Father's Love, Chapter Thirteen

"What are you doing?" Mr. Bridshaw asked. I put his robe over my shoulder and pulled back the curtains to let some sunlight in. It was a beautiful day. There wasn't a cloud in the sky. I crossed the room to Mr. Bridshaw's bed and tucked the...

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Run Away

Her body ached all over. Her fur was matted with blood and sweat. Her hair was tangled and fell over her face. It was the same thing every night. If he wanted to go to bed he'd get his way no matter what. Zoe shut her eyes...

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The Master Chooses a Slave

The meerkat walked up and down the row of young femmes. All of them quite lovely and petite. "I'm looking for a girl," he'd told the Madame, a stout calico, earlier. "I may be able to help you out," the Madame said. The meerkat would...

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A Father's Love, Chapter Six

There was blood everywhere, blood on the walls, the floors, the ceiling, and the furniture. Josh lay on the floor, shaking. I pulled the needle from his neck. He looked up at me. "You..." he hissed. His body was covered in bloody holes. I...

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A Father's Love, Chapter Ten

"Wake up," he said. I opened my eyes, it was morning. I hoped it was all just a horrible dream. Please let it have been a dream. I pleaded. I turned my head and there he was, lying next to me with his arm around my waist and staring at...

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A Father's Love, Chapter Seven

Poor Miss Bailie, she hurt her leg. She fell down the stairs. I had said to her once, "Miss Bailie you should not run up and down the stairs at your age," although she isn't very old. Actually I pushed her. It was very easy, mostly because I slipped a...

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A Father's Love, Chapter Three

The next morning I received a letter from Mr. Bridshaw. He sent his personal assistant. I believe his name was Will. There was a knock at the door and Miss Bailey answered it. I watched from the top of the staircase. "I was told to give this...

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A Father's Love, Chapter Five

His paw traveled up my thigh. His nose was dangerously close to mine. Just a little closer. My brain urged. I felt his warm breath on my face, it smelled of tobacco and mint. His lips were just inches from mine, then I turned my head and his...

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