Predation. Chapter Four.

Predation Chapter Four By Roofles "Hey, little lamb." Shaun read the text he had received as he got out of church. It was thirty minutes late, but he didn't mind and neither did the man on the other side. They both knew Sundays were for church and that...

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Pawford, Ch 12: The Two of Us, Plus One

Pawford Ch 12: The Two of Us, Plus One copyright 2017 comidacomida CJ had somehow awakened earlier than I had and managed to slip out from beneath me without waking me up. He offered up that goofy smile of his, tail-nub wagging as he sat...

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Welcome to Heat Street: C2 - Smile behind the teeth

Elliot knocked twice on the door to apartment 3B, then stepped back exactly one meter. The tray in his hands was neatly wrapped in parchment, with a small card tucked beneath the twine: Welcome to The Perch — High-protein, low-sugar,...

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Running on Empty. Chapter 2.

Running On Empty Chapter 2 By Roofles Diesel was out on the balcony of their apartment, taking a much-needed smoke break. The great dane had a lot on his mind as he looked down over their neighborhood. The area didn’t see much in the...

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Young Americans

_Nick is just another 20-something, chasing the American dream to the edge of a cliff in Silicon Valley. Lost and adrift, he meets a kindred spirit when chance tosses him into a café where they're both outsiders..._ _This started out as a prompt I...

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Predation. Chapter Nine.

Predation Chapter Nine By Roofles It was a brisk Sunday morning as Shaun found himself in church with his family. Like every Sunday before, it wasn't a request but an obligation. Shaun didn't mind as much this time after his...

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Ocean Depths. Chapter 37.

Ocean Depths Chapter 37 By Roofles Carlson stopped in front of the door to their large apartment. He fiddled with his keys before grinning widely, clearing his throat and throwing the door open dramatically. "Honey, I'm home!" He called and waited...

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Welcome to Heat Street: C10 - Scent Trace

The shop had no name he could read. Just a symbol etched into the glass—a set of curved lines arranged around a central point, like a heat dispersion map. Possibly scent-related. No hours posted. No list of services. Just the door, the mark, and a...

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Ocean Depths. Chapter 36.

Ocean Depths Chapter 36 By Roofles They had talked about it, discussed it and had long conversation on the matter several nights before. With everything going on the man had figured the otter would drop the subject. However with the recent...

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Love is a feline

I'm exhausted. I grumble to myself as I make my way home, rubbing my shoulders in a feeble effort to alleviate my aching muscles. Another day of hard labor on the construction site. I'm grateful it wasn't a scorching day today, but the forecast for...

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Predation. Chapter Two.

Predation Chapter Two By Roofles Shaun was in the middle of a competitive match wondering how he got into this situation. Inside the PC cafe downtown in a small, rented room for the night, the sheep sat in front of the desk ...

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Scales and Scars Chapter 3

SCARS AND SCALES Chapter 3 “BEEP BEEP BEEP!” Marc slapped the beeping alarm and sat up in his bed stretching out. He had set the alarm early. The sun had just risen to peek through the window. He looked around feeling a little surprised, not...

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