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Tales of Bette: Reunited 2020 Part 3
Continued from part 2... Bette sees more... Bette and Mark started to get up out of bed. She sat on the side of the bed, leaned over, grabbed her panties off the floor and whipped her head up. "Oh! Head rush." She wobbled where she sat then fell back playfully. She looked at him standing there pulling on his underwear; from her perspective, he was upside-down. "I haven't seen such a handsome sight in so long, I don't know if I can pull myself together enough to get to brunch."
By Tinka Boudit She/Her5 years ago in Fiction
Not Quite Time, Not Quite Space
The dust of Codd stirred in thickening waves as Emma and Auden raced towards their shuttle. Emma looked over her shoulder at the valley where Bovem once stood and then down at her hand where the Sword of Bovem waited to be used. Bovem was gone, but that thunderous voice of his still rumbled through the air and electrified the atmosphere. It almost calmed Emma and made her believe all was not lost.
By M. J. Luke5 years ago in Fiction
The Messy Life Of A Clean Freak
Chapter 1 (Writer) It was a quiet and warm morning in Summerfield. All families were in their own houses. The new living arrangement for the Hope family had remained constant for a period of months. It was the last day of the half term break for schools in Summerfield. Joy and Sarah were loving being able to embrace it together. They were relaxing and getting everything out that they wanted to say to avoid talking in the cinema.
By Ivanna Quarshie-halm5 years ago in Fiction
Miscalculation
A young girl runs from her pursuers. She feels them more than hears them-they are too experienced for negligent noise. She sees the crest now, but the path is growing ever steeper. Her breathing is labored, her lungs and legs burning. She is so close…
By Kristen Slade5 years ago in Fiction
Prompt 1
A bell jingles above the door as Professor Rowena and I enter the shop of a notorious dealer in unregistered magical artifacts, just the place to acquire a focus for the new student of the College of the Eight . "A focus." Rowena begins as we approach the counter. "One of the most important tools for any caster. They come in many forms, however one must form a bond with their focus to access it's true potential." She waves her hand over a glass counter directing my attention to all sorts of wands, bejeweled rings, even crystal orbs. There must be over 100 trinkets in here, all doing their own thing.
By Emrys Everette 5 years ago in Fiction
Dirty Love Story II
My life was very perfect until that morning when he walked in, it was like everything about him was the wrong thing. Earlier that day, before I came to the office, I woke up to a little late because Anna and I went partying the previous night. We stayed up all night just going from club to club and trying to get wasted. And as punishment for such reckless living, I had a hangover—that banging pain, and a mild distortion of reality. Anna seemed pretty fine.
By Jessica Bugg5 years ago in Fiction
