Stories tagged “hunted”
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Getting There Is Half The Journey
Every eye in the inn turned towards the door when it was slammed open. Not because of the action itself, but because of the figure who now stood in its opening, gasping for breath. Most people returned to their boisterous drinking and bragging however,...
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Not Quite There Yet
As loud as a small girl can be among wolves, she proclaimed: “I’m looking for someone who can take me through the forest”, her voice only shaking a little. This surprised the patrons; Why had she not run away from their den in fear ye...
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Different=death
She ran from the house as flames licked the walls of her room and spread to the rest of the house swallowing it into a giant mass of flame and destruction. Tears ran down her face as she heard the screams of her parents being devoured by the flames. An...
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Different=death part 2.
Fangs protruded from their mouths as they wickedly smiled after their prey. As they closed in on her Annalise saw that they were pale white, whiter than snow. the hunger in their eyes was horrific. “Vampires.” she breathed out lower than a ...
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different=death part 3
Seconds later while inside the abandoned house she heard snickering outside the window. “Here doggy, come out come out where ever you are.” The two vampires teased. “Did you seriously think you out smarted us? Did you think you could ...
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Silence is Consent
“All right, three of us have made it this far-” “FOUR!” “Right, you’re still alive. I forgot.” “Damn right you did. One of them bit me but I’m ain’t goin nowhere.” “Fine. May I con...
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Hunted
Joni closed the door very quietly and waited. Since he entered the room he felt something wrong, something was different and he didn’t like it. Suddenly his thoughts were interrupted “You know…”, a cold voice came out from somew...
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Spirits of remorse
A chime. A sharp, unfettered sound coursing through the speckled leaves of autumn trees made him pause. Warily he turned. Watched. A chime. A second, deeper sound cut through the first, slicing deep into soil and undergrowth like a new honed plow. A ch...
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Dominion: Gray Space
The line between good and evil had blurred. I had killed men. My reasons were sound but that didn’t make them any less dead. The fact that it was either them or me didn’t change the anything either, nor did the fact that I had noble goals. ...
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Looks can be Deceiving
Night’s velvet sheet darkened the sleeping suburbs. While the clock said it was morning, to the rest of the world it was night. A single person cast shadows down the sidewalk. There was a heavy load she carried, one other than the backpack strapped t...
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While We Can Still Talk
“It’s astonishing that they can move those bulbous bodies so quickly on such gangly limbs. They hunt in packs, swarming an area until they detect life. There’s no barrier that can truly stop them – only perhaps slow them enough ...