Confession for the Clueless Ch.3: Blood is Love
A/N: Apologies for the delay, life got in the way and I wasn't happy with this for the longest time. Also, I have absolutely no idea what is causing the formatting errors. I hope you enjoy the story still. "I don't usually get home sick, but this?"...
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The police cruiser turned left on the dirt road, its tires crunching on the gravel of the unpaved driveway. Inside the cruiser, officer Miller glanced at the house number to verify she had the right address. She wiped sweat from her hairline and...
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The lumbering multi-limbed dragon had been in the middle of crouching himself down and checking himself out in the window of a store.
Be Coul, Will Travel (Chapter 2)
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Sentient life is very marvelous aspect of our world. Giving expansion onto the mind the capabilities to invent, create, and give a million reasons to hate invented creations such as segways and bureaucrats. \*Poke\* But despite the vast amount of...
Painting the Town White
A loud thump thundered across the restaurant's floor, echoed by the clattering of plates and glasses. The elephant scrambled across the table and caught everything on the verge of tipping, narrowly avoiding what little attention she hadn't already...