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To Kill A God 

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Weekly Contest #375

The God before him was silent. His horns twisted and curled into themselves, the flowers blooming atop them crimson and bright. Jan held his breath. Kept his bow tight between his fingers. “Aim in between the brows, that’s the only spot of thin skin on his body,” Kai, the Holova of the tribe, instructed. Jan nodded, raising the bow and aiming at the soft spot on his forehead. Behind him, he could hear excited murmurs and chants of his people, could taste their hunger in the air. That alone filled him with a surge of anger. For the God that s...

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The Hunters

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Weekly Contest #357

The body was not yet cold when Detective Hamish arrived at the scene. The tenth victim in the span of four months. And maybe the last one of his career. Hamish blew out a breath, turning to his assistant, Danny James. “What do we know?” “John Doe, no wallet or ID, but a local student was reported missing just last night. We’re running the dentals now,” James said, rubbing his chin and looking at the body. Or what was left of it, anyhow. Beheaded first, then burned. James cursed under his breath, walking off to talk to the press while Hamish ...

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Licorice Dreams

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Weekly Contest #346

When Benedict died, he expected to go to heaven. And no, it’s not because he would call himself a saint. He enjoyed an occasional drink with his brother, which, depending on the God, was already a sin. His wife and him did not wait until marriage—and nor did any of his three ex-girlfriends. And, potentially worst of all, he was a very jealous man. He hated it when his children talked more to their mother than to him. Hated when his wife smiled at his brother for too long. Hated whenever anyone was having a good day and he wasn’t. But he had ...

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The Historian

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Weekly Contest #344

“Are you a time traveler?” Ben frowned. “No?” Lila giggled, batting her lashes at the handsome man she had just met at her favorite bar. “Are you sure? Because I see you in my future.” Ben’s frown seemed to deepen, but Lila could swear there was a smile fighting its way through his gloom. She waited for a moment for him to crack a grin, but when he didn’t, she hurried to speak. “Oh, don’t be so dull! I was only trying to say that you’re handsome!” And he was—insufferably so. How could a man possess such a set of deep dark lashes? Hair too, t...

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