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“Are you sure you have to go alone?” Gaspare asked as Iom shouldered his pack.
“This time yes.” He took Gaspare’s hands, pulling him close. “I’ll be back before you know it and I’ll make it up to you.” He leaned in, grinning as he kissed him, satisfied when Gaspare blushed.
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Cade had finally decided to head to bed when he heard Cliona crying in her bedroom. His heart sank, with the television as loud as he had it she could have been crying for hours. He kicked himself for not thinking she could possibly be emotional tonight after accidentally hurting him again today. She was such a sweet little girl and the most recent one he had adopted out of the foster system. He often took the troubled children, the children nobody else would keep since he felt they needed saving from the system the most. He opened her door but she didn’t notice she was so upset. “Cliona” he said gently as he sat on her bed. He wanted to hold her but she had been horribly physically abused by her birth parents and was easily scared. He knew it wouldn’t bring her the comfort he would be intending to give. “I’m sorry”
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Freya paced around her living room as she worried about her daughter Jayna again. The last time she had seen her it had ended on bad terms because of her boyfriend. He treated her so horribly and as her mother it had become impossible to stay silent about it. She and her husband Edmond had gone off the handle with him during the last visit and the two left. Her daughter had said they weren’t coming back to visit ever again but Freya hadn’t believed that. Now almost three months later she did and she was heartbroken. Jayna had always been so headstrong like her dad and now she was letting this man walk all over her. It made no sense to Freya or Edmond why she would allow herself to be treated this way.
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Caine was behind the wheel of his F-Type Jaguar Coupe again. This time he was headed to Cannock Chase in the United Kingdom. He went to these places in the US more than he did anywhere else but he had been at this since he was seventeen so he needed to branch out a little now. He was now thirty eight and had struck gold with an invention at only eleven so he could afford to pretty much do as he pleased. Especially since he had invented plenty since then. He didn’t even really have family to share it with. His mothers family had hated and shunned her for being with an abusive drunk and didn’t even bother coming to her funeral. When they started sniffing around once he came into money he couldn’t have been angrier.
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Aeron walked down the crowded city sidewalk on his way back home. He had asked Marius to let him take this job on his own, wanting to prove that he was good at talking to people and collecting payment on his own. Marius had simply tilted his head to the side, that movement that sent Aeron’s heart fluttering, and told him he never had to ask to go anywhere. Marius had simply asked that he be careful and had let him go. On his way back he had stopped and had his hair trimmed and touched up where his roots were showing. He was feeling amazing and inhaled the air with a smile on his face, his eyes closed as he took in all the different smells. Some times he missed the hustle and bustle of the city, but he loved being with Marius in his world more and had grown especially attached to their lighthouse.
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Anthousai stood on the deck of the large ship, looking over the edge at all the people walking along the port. Her eyes searched the crowd, searching for that familiar face that always calmed her. When she spotted him she took off at a sprint to the gangplank and waited for him at the top. She saw that he had someone new with him and her heart slammed against her chest. She wasn’t good with meeting new people, least of all men. She found herself gripping onto the railing, feeling scared as they made their way up. Alkon looked away from the boy and smiled up at her, making it so she could breathe again.
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“Finally here” Avaset said with a happy smile as they arrived at Gloria and Thorns home. Avaset had told Gloria they would be arriving that evening so Gloria was ready to pounce with excitement when they knocked. Avaset laughed happily as her friend lunged at her “missed you too Gloria, please meet my mate Etta” Etta offered a hand but recieved a hug instead “welcome, It’s nice to finally meet you. I’m Gloria and my mate is Thorn” Thorn gave a friendly wave then said “come in” they all walked inside then Gloria said “want blood smoothies?”
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Darkness, terrifying, suffocating darkness. It enveloped him, swallowed him, crushed him. There was no light, none seeped in from under the door. It was cold, he didn’t even have a blanket and the smell of peanut butter and jelly filled the small space. He cried and begged, banging against the door as he apologized over and over again for whatever he had done. He heard footsteps, they stopped in front of the door. The sound of the knob turning was terrifying and his heart leaped up into his throat when it swung open and he saw that hand coming towards him to pull him out. He jerked awake, his scream sticking in his throat and coming out as a whimper that woke Violet anyway. She switched on her lamp and turned over.
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Alric was driving around town in the cab he got from a junk yard and fixed up. It wasn’t a part of any company but he had gone through a lot of trouble to make it look and seem like the real deal with a local cab company. This is how he would get them, the women that reminded him of his step mother. Some would never take cabs but it still made his murders easier. He could park the cab a distance away and commit the act. In such a busy city nobody was going to say I see a cab within two blocks of every serial killing. He hated them, every last woman who wore any sort of punk, gothic or steam punk style. His step mother had dressed in those same ways during his years of abuse at her hands. Every time he’d see one, no matter how kind she was he hated her instantly. His step mother was the first victim but his father had been blamed, not that Alric cared. His father had let her abuse him so he deserved to be framed for her murder. In Alrics mind he was killing his step mother over and over, making her pay for his misery.
Rowne knocked on Dreas door as he did every morning he could to spend time with her. Today he had a date planned and hope she would be pleased. Her father Maximus answered and grunted angrily “you again”
“yes me again you prick, where’s your daughter?”
“Drea!” Maximus screamed overly lous. Drea almost fell down the stairs she beckoned so fast to his call. “Yes sir”
