Officer Sparrow walked down Jenkins street in a stride of confidence, though was trying to hide her strong authority beneath a mask of indifference. She was wearing her casual clothes and a thin face of makeup, ... Read Now
You have been given a chance; one single opportunity. Just for you, little one. You don’t have to endure the tribulations about to be unleashed. You can escape all of that misery. All you have to ... Read Now
Publisher's Note: This story is a sequel to the previously-featured tale, Walburton Park. The author encourages you to read the first installment in the series to better understand the events of this one. You can find ... Read Now
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My name isn’t really important, but for now, I’ll go by Monty. A little backstory, I grew up in a small town just outside of Hartford, Connecticut. Real nice place where everyone knew everyone, you never ... Read Now
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