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“The Professor is coming...”

— Anonymous

“The slick concrete reflected the facades of the work weary - grey, cracked and old, but more importantly, trodden upon.”

— Martin Hopkins

Nothing is wrong with me, Dan. Whats wrong with you? she said in the same eerily quiet voice, dark eyes fixated on Dan, as…

— Martin Hopkins

“THE PLAQUE read HARVEY GOULD, P I. It was the middle of the day, but the blinds were closed. Inside a desktop sat flanked…

— Simon Palmer

“Then I woke in the shade of the fig tree in my favorite park, with the gun barrel in my mouth.”

— Cari Silverwood

“I warned you I like to play games.”

— Tiffany Reisz

“Suck on this, Edward.”

— Danielle D. Smith

“Life was indeed good for a Wolf-Creature in the deep woods who had found his very own little red-headed chew toy.”

— Bella Swann

“There was something about ink curling across a man’s bulging bicep that invoked the dance of horniness.”

— Cari Silverwood

“Love or hate my work. I write not to impress. It's just in me to give.”

— Anne-Rae Vasquez

“I stumble across the sea of tarmac, finding pavement, concealment and a brick wall. Palms brace against the scrubby surface. My stomach churns and…

— Rebecca Clare Smith

“The arms, legs, and torso with head were dragged away in sections as the children were captivated by the drama, zealously chewing their candies…

— Wyatt Michael

“WEST SALEM ~ October 2011 A sudden vision, fraught with malevolence and darkness, obscured her sight. The face of a menacing figure turned from…

— Cherie De Sues

“If we found a ticket to Disneyland would you think we should arrest Mickey Mouse?”

— Diane L. Randle

“At the witching hour, the city was totally silent. Only the wind of portent blew through the gathered council of whispering brick chimneys on…

— Wyatt Michael