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Chapter Twelve

Chapter Twelve

A Chapter by Reeling and Writhing


With a push of a lever at the driver’s seat, the doors at the front of the bus slid open. Edward had nearly fallen asleep right after signal..
Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Thirteen

A Chapter by Reeling and Writhing


The covers that used to lie crumpled at the foot of the bed had been moved to the couch in the middle of the night. Sparks had probably come in ..
Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fourteen

A Chapter by Reeling and Writhing


The pounding of the gavel at the front of the room acted like a power button that made the robots sitting in rows facing the front all stand up ..
Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Fifteen

A Chapter by Reeling and Writhing


A newspaper was thrown onto Aries’ paper plate of greasy foot that he’d put on the coffee table in front of him while he watched the t..
Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Sixteen

A Chapter by Reeling and Writhing


The waiting room in the hospital reeked of sweat and innumerable chemicals that were flavored with sickeningly sweet scents to try to hide that it..
Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Seventeen

A Chapter by Reeling and Writhing


With her jacket over her displaying the Spartans’ crest on her back, Fay pushed the door of the diner open with her shoulder. The building s..
Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Nineteen

A Chapter by Reeling and Writhing


Edward had spent his time researching by going through old news stories and articles. Fay had been seen in public a few weeks before at a charit..
Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty

A Chapter by Reeling and Writhing


Famed attorney Edward Montgomery has been apprehended for the murder of Adair Burgess. The respected attorney was arrested last afternoon by pol..
Chapter Twenty-one

Chapter Twenty-one

A Chapter by Reeling and Writhing


Edward’s mother didn’t have very high opinions of the outdoors. That was a popular opinion in Hillborough, especially at that time o..
Chapter Twenty-two

Chapter Twenty-two

A Chapter by Reeling and Writhing


Five minutes after twelve o’clock, two guards came to Edward’s cell and put handcuffs on his wrists to escort him to a transfer car...
Chapter Twenty-five

Chapter Twenty-five

A Chapter by Reeling and Writhing


It was exhilarating. Edward was having trouble breathing. Almost half of him wanted to get up out of his seat and run, but the other side of him..
Chapter Twenty-six

Chapter Twenty-six

A Chapter by Reeling and Writhing


Edward couldn’t feel his eyelids opening, so it looked to him like a sun had suddenly exploded in the middle of the dark. He tried lurching ..
Chapter Thirty

Chapter Thirty

A Chapter by Reeling and Writhing


The weather in Hillborough was always so indiscriminate. It was the middle of April, but snow was falling outside. It wasn’t light either&..
Chapter Thirty-one

Chapter Thirty-one

A Chapter by Reeling and Writhing


Fenella Burgess and Edward Montgomery would be pronounced dead in the news within the next few days. According to the paper, they were both kil..
Hatred is Hopeless

Hatred is Hopeless

A Poem by R.J Calzonetti (SinisterP..


My second attempt at Ghazal, hoping I'm a little closer to this lovely poetic form, I have a lot to learn, but every step is full of enjoyment! This p..
The Weeping Willow Tree

The Weeping Willow Tree

A Story by AmosLee1023


A tormented man trying to burn a haunting tree. [An excerpt from a current work in progress, Willow Farm.]
Down in a Hole

Down in a Hole

A Poem by Arafat Safin


When did I leave this room?It is nothing but a shitholeWhat was said?Your fetid mouth is nothing but a hole of liesSomething hangs in the air like rot..
2019 God Help us All.

2019 God Help us All.

A Poem by Onlyme


We live in a world that is so sick and twisted.Let alone vile and nastyat times.No wonder a lot of peoplefeel abused, mental and physically sick,let a..
The Devils Followers On Earth.

The Devils Followers On Earth.

A Poem by Onlyme


Where has the "old fashioned respectand decency" gone, in this world?Yet again, an old person is robbedin her home. Some are even attackedand killed.F..
Dollhouse

Dollhouse

A Poem by Nina Rose


A metaphor for recent years.