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Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels.

Amari was just right behind me, and I saw with my own eyes how the beast sunk its claws on his shoulders as he caught him. Amari’s scream of agony only lasted for a second. This freak of nature snapped his neck and tore him apart like a ragdoll. I made a sharp turn in hopes that I could escape from its line of sight, but the forest was unending.

She twisted her fingers and rubbed her chin. "I don't know. I cannot say for sure." "And so you think I would be the one to tell you what is wrong with you?" She looked directly into his eyes. "Yes, sir. Please. I am very confident that you can." He shook his head in disbelief. "You don't know what you are saying. Please, go and search elsewhere for solutions to your problems." "But, sir...." "Good day, Keyshia," he said abruptly before taking his leave.

On the Happily Ever After University campus, Goldilocks is one of the harshest critics you'll ever meet. Her scathing reviews have made this fairy-tale character one to avoid. But, when Goldilocks' naturally straight hair is short one curling iron, how is she going to do her hairdo? Can Goldilocks find help in her dormmates, the Little Mermaid, Rapunzel, and Thumbelina, or will she have to change her name to Baldilocks instead?

No one was going to believe anything I said. I had to stop speaking before they started thinking I was crazy. Mom asked about it again later that day but I didn’t want to talk about it. She suggested that it was the stress from the previous day that gave me such a scary dream. I wanted to believe her but it was just too real.

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When the eyes of Dylan Westbrooke, heir of the New York underworld, fell upon Lillian, a struggling single mother from the lowliest ebb of the city, he fell in love with all of her and was determined to lift her out of the slump and into the comfort he could provide. Unfortunately, the death of Dylan’s father and the tussle for dominance of the criminal underworld meant he couldn’t love Lillian as he should. However, love always prevails. Or does it?

Believe it or not, Thumbelina isn't just walking on air, she's practically soaring through it! How can a thumb-sized girl from the farm fly without wings? And what's Tinker Bell scheming up to? Now that Thumbelina can fly, can she handle the ongoing pressures of: working a barista job at the campus coffee shop?

Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels.

“Learned from the best.” She pecked him on his hat and picked up her bag to leave when his next words stopped her in her tracks. “I need some tools from the shop. I’ll text Timmy, he’ll have them on the counter before you reach there.” She looked at his gentle face and pleaded with her eyes to not make her do this, but deep down, she knew it would happen sooner or later.

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Sound interesting? The author thinks so too! Listen to Mechanically Inclined: Crossdressing Stories (Crossdresser Stories, Book 86) and experience the compelling world of erotica.

Enjoy this short story by Mace Styx. “Guys, it’s open!” Robert inspected the door and called them. When they turned their heads, they saw him standing right next to the opened door of the dead tree. “I’m not getting inside that creepy thing,” said Marcela. “But we don’t have a choice. These crows are crazy. With that large number, we’ll be brutally torn to pieces if they attack us. Come on,” said Regan. He grabbed Marcela’s hand and walked back to the old tree. “Wait!” their guide Freddie suddenly yelled".

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Perhaps some heavy sheet of twisted metal, the engine or outer frame of his vehicle. He scoured his memory, trying to recall what he had been doing immediately before he had awoken, but the account came back blank. Like the times he had drunken himself into a blackout, he had clearly lost time; where the memory should be, there was nothing - just a blank void, a gap in the recording.

Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels.

Chicago. He discovered it wasn’t a dream. A week of asking his parents when they were going back passed, and he got his answer when the truck with their stuff from Pennsylvania arrived. No, it wasn’t a dream, it was his worst nightmare. He wailed, sobbed, yelled, wept; did everything he was capable of. It took him months to realize this wasn’t going to change. The murky grey skies mirrored his heart and he failed to remember when he had last felt happy. Actually, he did remember. How could he not?

"The light from the fire against the tent cast some strange shadows, but nothing out of the ordinary, as Tony whispered that it was probably Bumi going to pee in the foliage. Leaning slowly to one side I raised the flap of the tent and stared out. Panic gripped me when I suddenly realized that the tent opposite, Bumi’s tent, was empty. Not only that, but his backpack was missing. Why would he take his stuff if he’s just going to pee? I asked myself and then Tony, out loud. In response he told me not to panic. Surely wherever Bumi had gone he would be back by morning".

Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels.

In reality, in real actual life, that kind of magic doesn’t belong to one group and the object doesn’t have to look like them at all. It doesn't even have to look like a person. As long as you wish, dream, and know hard enough, it can be anything. A stick, a leaf, a piece of fruit, a candle. My grandmother used to do with an egg. She would write the name of the person onto the surface of a hen’s egg and then...picking up a rock, she would smash - Smash! Smash! - the top, so that it fractured and dented, yolk spilling and oozing out everywhere!