Tag: malice

Murder House

Linda pushed open the door, her hands shaking from fear, she tried to remember how she got to this room, but all she remembered was a night of heavy drinking and partying. She was at her best friend's birthday batch, she had played a few wild

Lightning Strikes Once (again)

She clung to him, desperate for her warmth and tears to anchor him back to life. His body, cold and lifeless, lay against hers, and she couldn't bear the thought of him slipping away like this—he deserved better, so much more.

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