For that is the question, isn’t it? I don’t know who you are anymore. Once, you were the guy, my carefree man with those sea-glass colored eyes and that laugh. Oh, the way you could make me laugh. We used to sit outside on a blanket in the plush grass with the berries and the gouda, the white wine and lay there looking up toward the turquoise sky until that dark day, the one day when the sky turned black wit...
“They don’t know, but yes, I have it. They wanted me to convince you to sign it straight away, confiding in your eagerness to get your hands on a lot of money. They were so bent to that family that they automatically believed any lie they were told, so they are convinced you were a gold digger and would sign in a heartbeat at the chance of becoming rich. My suggestion is, to read everything with care before to sign, and t...
"What? You don't like chocolate anymore?" he asked them. "No, Saba," Tommy was pulling away. "I still like chocolate. It's just that I don't want to go here." The older man looked inside at the tables and chairs, the shelves of light and dark chocolates, the cloudy displays of ice creams and sherbets, and the nice looking young girl holding the menus standing in the open doorway smiling at them. It looked like nothing had...
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Lifting the receiver she dials, waiting as each ring seems to take an eternity, then he answers. "He doesn't suspect a thing. I promise." "But he seems to look at me like he knows. I keep waiting for him to say something." "Don't lose control, he has no idea; I would bet my life on it." "If you're wrong, you already have. You know what he'll do. You've seen him in action." "Just stick with the plan. Do you remember?"...
John held perfectly still as he leaned against the tree. The deer moved cautiously out of the trees onto the meadow. First, a doe with her fawn stepped out. Looking all around, walking sort of jerk, jerk, look. Finally, the rest followed, last of all came the buck. Still cautious, he stepped forward with authority, like when Dad came in for supper.Holding his breath, afraid anything might spook them john watched in wonder...
"I want them beheaded," she announced amidst the staggered crying of the women. "You want to cling to the barbaric ways of your heritage then you can appreciate drawing your last breath with your throat against the chopping block."More cries broke out, loud and pain-filled sobs that rang inside her ears. She would finally have the revenge she sought for so long. Recompense for the murder of her beloved family at last. "Th...
After everything that had happened, things seemed to be going great but I wasn't sure how long our good luck would last. Foxi had settled into the pack without a problem and like the others, she too looked to me as the leader. Which was fine until I found my mate. Nurse was the happiest mother in the world I would think. She had a new litter of pups and Tamer. The twin male pups were growing fast and were almost ready to...
Revenge would have to wait until Tame was well enough to move around more easily. So if he had to run for his life, he would be able to do so or at least run far enough to hide. Tank had gone off at first light. I wasn't sure what he was up to, but I hoped it wasn't something stupid like going after the rogues on his own. But my worry had been for nothing as he came trotting back with a rabbit bouncing around his closed j...
Whenever I want. The words were carved into her skin with a razor. The letters on her forearm were a constant companion.He said it to her the first night she heard mom crying, sitting down on her bed. The words whispered in her ear like a prayer as he rubbed her leg.It lasted for years, her body an aftermath of his sweat and her blood every time.She has the razor now and watches him sleep, a rabid animal at peace.The vein...
I aimed my shotgun at the sleeping man. Using guns and slipping into a home always came easy to me. I've never been afraid of getting caught. I've been imprisoned before and adapted. Thrived. I learned how to hunt monsters. They look like us, but there's something else beneath the skin, a dormant predator waiting to strike. He's not the only one. I've had practice. I'm page twenty in the photo album in his safe, the one f...
I slapped a man, he slapped me back,I don't know why; it was out of whack.He then asked me "got any smack?"So to him, I said "only got crack."I'm in a jail cell now,should have realised he was a cop,I'm such a silly cow,and now the judge, his gavel he will bop,for selling drugs to an undercover cop.Ten years later, I'm out of prison,revenge I shall have,just you wait,I'll bide my time,then unleash my hate.I've found my ma...
Arthur lived on his own, in the same council flat he had brought his bride home to 51 years ago. Where they had raised three kids and seen them fly from the nest out into the world. It was also where he had held his Irene as she breathed her last breath in their bed. The last seven years had been difficult and lonely. Life was quiet, too quiet. But that was going to change on a cold October morning. His stick in one twist...
“And that was when they realised it was the babysitter that had been killed. The murderer was wearing her clothes.” Kev sat back, triumphant. That was surely the story to beat them all. To his satisfaction most of the other kids round the campfire oohed and ahhed appreciatively. All apart from Mark. He just tutted and rolled his eyes as he had to all the other stories. In his hand he wielded his stick, poking the campfire...
Barry hadn’t committed a crime for over twenty five years. Surely that was long enough to let things go, let the past swallow up his misdeeds? Enough time to move on. Standing by the front door, he held the handle in his clammy shaking fingers, gulping for air as his breakfast threatened to reappear on the stained carpet at his feet. When he’d woken up that morning, he’d been so sure he could do it, take that first step o...
