The Lawmaker_A needle in a haystack_Three Hundred Sixty-Five Days_A Hoarding Gentleman
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The Lawmaker
C/W: sexual assaultJeffries smiled at the young lady across the reception desk. She briefly returned his smile before pretending to find something on her computer monitor that required her attention. He could tell she was pretending because of the hesitant yet random noises her long fingernails made against the keyboard as she pecked at it.He broadened his smile, letting his eyes wander away from her. Her current www.onedoor.ccindifference wouldn’t matter for long. Soon he’d be installed into his new position and he’d rise up the corporate ladder and women like her would take notice then. They always notice...
A needle in a haystack
Trigger warning: References to pedophilia and murder of children, descriptions of violence, vulgar language.“Houston, we have a problem!” I shouted into my mic as gunfire erupted all around me. I ducked behind a stack of crates and switched my loadout from an automatic to a sniper. “Who are you talking to, Tacos? What’s the problem? Damnit, Freddie-”“What? I wanted his Tommy Gun!”“You’re going to get us all killed!” Chatter filled the group comms but was quickly subdued in my earpiece as another voice took precedence. “Seriously, Amelia! Act twelve!” Patric’s voice came over a different line, ...
Three Hundred Sixty-Five Days
She never made a sound. That’s what the guards will remember.Day 1 She goes quietly. Two guards in front, two behind- each holding a chain that keeps her a prisoner. She doesn’t try to escape. A white door, in this white, white prison slides open. She could escape. It’s almost laughable of how easy it would be. Her powers are begging to be let out and make the chains dance to her will. But she, Anna Jean Parvell or Prisoner 203521 as she is now known, will stick to the plan. The guards attach her chains to the floor and walls. And right now, the plan is she lets herself be a prisoner. Not for...
A Hoarding Gentleman
"A person once told me, hoarding is being greedy," said a tall man in a black suit. He jet-black hair was smooth and pinned back, and he was wearing a pair of white gloves embellished with blue gemstones. And on his wrist, a watch.The man stands beside a wooden table; a sheet covers it as it occasionally shakes. His surroundings consisted of: broken glass shards covered in liquid spillage from the shattered jars containing a yellowish and green fluid. The wooden walls and floors are covered with animalistic markings, and there is one single window to look out of. "Well I'm here to tell you,...