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Submitted to Contest #113
This is my worst nightmare, Amara thought as she strutted down the runway, slightly swinging her hips, a glacial look on her face.Bright lights flashed around her, capturing her essence for the entire world to see. Cameras were her favourite thingamabob invented by mortals. They could bask in the beauty of a goddess for eternity. “Amara, honey. You did so well up there!” cried the designer, stripping her off and into a new gown before Amara could blink.She suppressed a growl as he brushed past her chest. It was by no means an accident but wa...
Submitted to Contest #69
Twenty-seven years of age: a baby in the eyes of his grandmother, a grandfather in the eyes of his nieces and nephews, and a suitable age for a wife in the eyes of his father. That’s probably what kicked Frankie the most, that his father, the patriarch of the family, had remarried to a girl that he went to school with. Not only did he go to school with her, but she was his first love. As a child, he was infatuated with Cecile and her curly blonde hair. Like all first crushes, the love was unrequited, and Frankie was full of h...
Submitted to Contest #68
The kids were at school, the housekeeper was given the day off and the spouses were sat in front of each other. It was strange how they sat, hands crossed and on opposite ends of the obnoxiously long glass table. It was something too business-like to be in a family setting.Daniela rubbed her thumb in circles while her husband twirled his wedding ring around his finger. Daniela wondered why she’d been summoned and why her husband looked like he wanted to run to the nearest window to jump out of.“There’s something I need to tell you,” he ...
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