On Leave

It was leave, a time for us soldiers to be free and see our families. Danny and the boys went back state side while I jumped on the first Army flight out to the South Pacific; down there was the closest thing I had to a home. 10,000 miles from the war...

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Darlene

**WARNING:** I'm known for writing fairly romantic, fairly lighthearted stories. _This is not such a story._ This one deals with some very dark themes... though it's not without its romance. Marked extreme for a reason, folks. It's gonna make you...

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Past Life Ch 5

Jeremiah cried once more on the bed. Reality has struck him even worse than he had imagined. He knew the hard way that he could never be with the man he loved. 'How could he be so heartless!?' he sobbed. 'How could he not notice that I'm in...

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Skating

This story is mine, under my pennames (TrianglePascal or Icey\_the\_Fox). Please don't steal it, 'cause that's a douche move. This story is more or less a love story from me to the city that makes me feel warmest when I'm at my coldest. --- ...

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1:9 Xero Hour

The Mercenary _is the first arc of The Underground series Chapter 9 of 32_ **Xero Hour** The bass shook the whole establishment as the house music reverberated throughout the...

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1:8 Simple Negotiation

The Mercenary _is the first arc of The Underground series Chapter 8 of 32_ **Simple** **Negotiation** "Where did you dump the body?" Atir stood in front of the...

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1:7 Verraden

The Mercenary _is the first arc of The Underground series_ _Chapter 7 of 32_ _ **Verraden** _ Ventilation ducts were always the worst part about infiltration. They were, by far, the weakest link in any security system. Small, dark,...

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1:6 Freak

**Freak** The lights were always off by the time Alias got back to his humble abode. Then again, it was three in the morning. Most creatures had long since called it a night, but for Alias, this was his time: the quite hours...

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1:5 Truth Through Pillow Talk

**Truth Through Pillow Talk** There were places you could go. Places where they didn't ask you any questions or wonder what your story was. They were never the most fancy of places, or the ones you'd see on a tourist brochure,...

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1:4 Loyalties

**Loyalties** Xen Hets sat behind his marble desk on his proverbial throne over Palamont. He sat in the darkness, muzzle resting in his paw, waiting. His desk was neatly organized, with the appropriate files that he needed for...

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1:3 Scotch, Brew, & Hollow-Tip

**Scotch, Brew,** **& Hollow-Tip** "Then, she has the audacity," The drunken gopher slurred, as he sloshed a glass full of gin around in one paw, and shook a finger at his friend, "to tell me that it was my fault." He...

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1:2 Weakness

**Weakness** "Let's get something straight," The Mercenary growled, "I _never_ partake in something like that again!" He could feel the heat in his face radiate his anger outward. His green eyes were narrow, the predator...

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