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The Thief's Guide to Thiefdom

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Rule #1 from the Thief’s Guide to ThiefdomNever steal more than you need. The world is filled with sycophants who prey upon the weak and the helpless. The thief does not steal to hurt or oppress; a true thief partakes in the art of thievery to make their life slightly better than it once was. ---Niko surveyed the building before her. She had followed the directions precisely and found the secluded place as instructed. She had climbed the Edrea mountains to discover that one of its peaks had collapsed into itself to reveal a hidden basin unkn...

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The Brute in the Night

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Trigger warning - contains scenes of violence, strong language, transphobia and mature themes. Darkness flooded every line of sight as Otis gently opened her eyes. An intense, throbbing pain radiated from the back of her head. The fog lifted from her slumber, and she remembered why her father locked her in the closet. She was frightened. Father has never been this enraged ever before, Otis pondered and curled up into a ball on the floor between two shoe boxes. She shouldn’t have told him.  Jacob Hill was once a loving and charismatic fa...

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The Smoke Orphan

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You asked me what happened, and you are impatient for my answer. There is an investigation to complete. Time is short, I understand.Where can I start but from the beginning? It was the smoke orphan that first drew my eye. Drifting above Rose’s scarlet hair, it seemed to glisten as it dissolved into the foggy atmosphere of the bar. It was like witchcraft. She was the sorceress.Something in me shattered eternally in that dim, sweaty bar. Blind date or not, I knew she was the only one who could hold my fragments together.I should explain. Orpha...

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CHIMP FEET

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                                  CHIMP FEET Sanders Theater at Harvard University in Boston is the venue for the Annual IG Nobel prize awards. These awards recognize important work done by various folk throughout the world in bringing the results of their improbable research to universal notice. In 2006, for example, one such prize was awarded to a researcher in the Nether...

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Marked for Death

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* = Frost Thaw is capitalised as it is the name of the third month in the calendar of The Three Kingdoms, equivalent to March in the Gregorian calendar. *** Luthar followed Lady Akindra, Ezekiel, Chadwick and Flint into the great entrance hall of the guild. Garrett brought up the rear, as was the order of seniority. The most experienced members should receive bread and ale first, squires second. Only now did Luthar outrank Garrett from Chadwick’s promise of promotion upon their return. The entrance hall was a vast open space, broken on...

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Inferno Dreams: A Marisol and Rick Romance (#2 in Series on Reedsy)

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[NOTE: Contains Sexual Content] She saw him again today—not for one of their “Special Days,” as they refer to their secret times of stolen intimacy, but just out and about. That was enough to heighten all her senses—to make colors brighter, the sound of her own breathing louder, the sun on her face warmer, the memory of his earthy smell more intoxicating, and the bite of the chilled iced water she was drinking almost sting her mouth and throat. It was enough to make her feel as if her heart would pound out of her chest; enough to arouse h...

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Heaven Above

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“The clouds are fluffier than anyone on Earth could imagine, I would imagine…” I mused to Frederick who was eating a robust handful of dark red grapes beside me. “I like that word: Imagine. It contains such hope.” He was munching away as I continued my monologue. “You look like a supermodel!” I grinned as his pot belly hung over his silken pants. That stirred him to reaction. He smiled a toothy smile complete with grape skins in his two front teeth. He was a flamboyant foodie, but at times also a messy one. “I don’t know about you, but H...

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The Girl in the Glass

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The Girl in the Glass Katie As dusk falls on the street, I take my evening walk. I walk after work each day, weather permitting. I’m a scientist, so I know the data behind exercise. I’m also stuck at my desk all day, and I need a release. As I walk, I work through my anxieties of the day. Some people talk on the phone while they walk, some listen to podcasts… I think. I think about why I’m still single at 40. I think about all the embarrassing things I said that day. I think about why my favorite protein bars must be refrigerated but oth...

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Conjured Pandemic

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           The forbidden spells were always arduous to cast. Send Despair nearly killed Msia Yar’Adua. Now he only needed a few words and his atlas to make anyone in the world feel his pain. He flipped through the pages, pointed, said the words and imagined the sickness, the confusion, the tears.             Merad Prewitt sat on the metal chair, at metal table in windowless room.        &nbsp...

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Ecstasy of the Heart

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“I’m at the hotel. Room 124.” I fired off with a pin of my location. “Bring a pizza if you want to be let in,” I added. I sighed loudly and threw my phone onto the bed comforter that was the same color as the floor. I ran my fingers through my hair and clasped my hands behind my head as I tried to think. I had finally, for the third and final time, left Ryder. I left him, the last four years, our apartment, and most of my things. I only had what I could throw quickly into my duffel bag.  My phone vibrated and moved across the stiff bla...

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The Colossus in the Storm

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TW: Violence, Some Language, Mention of R*pe - So, as you all have probably gathered, my whole life has been shot to hell. But before I get to that, let me rewind to the afternoon my life fell apart. It was a Tuesday, so I was in my Art History 1040E class when I felt my phone vibrate twice.  The first message was my dad, telling me "To the moon & back." It was our way of saying I love you, ever since I was little. It never failed to make me smile, and today was no exception. I opened the second text from an unknown number, and ...

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The Shadows in the City

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Betty could have been a millionaire if she’d bet on the first words she would hear every time she returned home from work to the little walk-up apartment she shared with her mother.“What took you so long? You know I’ve been here by myself all day.”Never, “How was your day?”, "How are you feeling?" or, “Are you tired?”Betty had long since given up on responding. She’d hand her mother her cigarettes, and on a Friday, her paycheck, and go into the kitchen to make dinner. The old woman spent her days in the armchair by the window watching the ne...

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Truth be Told

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What is truth? We live in a world where everyone wants to be heard and no one wants to listen. The goal in communication seems to be to get the point across instead of listening to the other party to see another point of view. Not many people look at a situation with an objective eye, nine times out of ten they view it with judgmental vision. Perception can be tainted by many things, prejudices, past experiences with someone or something etc. If you were to ask three people what truth is to them, I believe you will get three different answer...

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Death of a Fake Monkey

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TW: Mild swearing and murder. “Hello? Is this Investigator Mia Ashe?” A wavering voice echoed through my phone. “Yes. Who is this, and why are you calling at 2 in the morning? My office opens at 9.” I grumbled and dragged my two quilts up over my chilling arms. I rubbed my eyes and tried to focus. “He’s dead. My monkey is dead.” “I think you better call a vet. I’m sorry. There’s nothing I can do to save a monkey that’s already dead.” I shook my head and moved my finger to end the call. I was used to receiving prank calls and weir...

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The shrouded frog

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The shrouded frog The day had come for the dreaded ceremony and all she could do was hiccup the tears back. She was not at any point okay with what was to happen today but had been informed there was no way around it. If she wanted to keep her GPA at such a perfectionist status she had to perform the autopsy and it had to be today or she would not receive credit and wouldn't be allowed to continue in the program. She had been accepted into a summer science program but this was one of the requirements, not to mention she wouldn't graduate w...

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