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Introduction: Elenas just moved into a new apartment, only to find out its old inhabitants are still around. The dark sprits demand to be satisfied and unbeknownst to Elena… shell satiate all of their needs, whether she wants to or not. So, this is my first try at an erotic work. Please let me know what you think and I hope you enjoy!

A little to the left&hellip, yeah, perfect. I smiled up at the mover, taking in his muscly arms and well toned physique. He shot me a flirtatious smile as he moved away from the couch and I tried to conceal my blush.

How long had I been boy-deprived? Taking in his partner, equally large in size I re-phrased my thoughts. How long had I been man-deprived?

So, thats everything. I nodded at him before thanking them both. As they exited the apartment, pockets slightly heavier, I took in the view. It was a studio apartment, no walls or doors, and with light streaming through the large windows. Itd once been a warehouse, but despite the architecture abnormalities and open space design, I was excited to call it home. Staring around at all the boxes though, I knew itd be a while before it started to feel like home.

Xxx
So&hellip, any ghosts yet? I rolled my eyes at Abbys superstition, adjusting my phone.

Theres no such things as ghost. I glanced at the flat, hardwood floors, old brick walls, a large metal kitchen counter, and no ghosts in sight. Unpacking had gone exceptionally well and all that remained was the bedroom.

Oh please, you havent even spent a single night there. Just wait until it gets dark, I mean, thats when the ghosts come out and play. I laughed now, though for a moment I was sort of nervous.

The warehouse complex had once been implicated in some sort of sex-smuggling ring before a police raid took it down killing many of the ring leaders behind the operation. If there were ghosts here, they certainly wouldnt be the friendly kind.

More like the ghosts come out to rape, as if by some ironic luck, Id ended up unpacking my special box at that moment. I wanted to laugh as I talked to conservative Abby on the phone, wondering what shed think if she could see my little treasure box.

There wasnt much to the collection, two small finger vibrators, a glass dildo about 7, and a 9 black silicone monster Id purchased on a whim but had always been too terrified to try. It had a suction cup on the bottom and I almost flinched thinking about how itd tear my 52 frame in half.

You know Ive heard stories like that, about perverted ghosts. You never know. I rolled my eyes again, finally done talking to her. I placed my toys in my underwear drawer before bidding her good night. It was only about 7 oclock, but all this unpacking had worn me out.

As I undressed to enter the open tub, for a moment I felt like there were eyes on me. With the apartment taking on an orangey haze as the sun set, I realized talking about ghosts when It was my first time living alone might not have been such a good idea.

The hot water felt good on my skin, washing off the grime and dust of moving. As I wrapped a towel around me, that same feeling of being watched struck again. The apartment was too open for anyone to be hiding, and yet I still felt the urge to tighten my towel around me.

Upon entering the bedroom area two odd things struck me at once. The first was the large mirror directly across from my bed. I was almost positive Id told the movers to place it in the living room, and I blushed at what they must have thought as they positioned it across from my bed. It was a gold framed giant and had a back support so it was free standing. It was another of my whim purchases at an antique show and as I moved to sit on my bed I couldnt help but blush at the very clear view.

I might not have positioned it that way, but I was sure when Adrian came over to visit he wouldnt mind it too much. Maybe Id keep it for now.

The other odd thing was that the small pink bullet vibrator I had was sitting innocently on my bedside table. That I was definitely positive Id put away with the others. That feeling of being watch permeated the air again and I had half a mind to ask if anyone was in the apartment. It had to have been the stress of moving. There was also no way someone snuck into my apartment to move my giant mirror, even if theyd tried Im sure Id have heard it.
Even with the shower running? Moving to my clothing rack, I grabbed one of my silk nightgowns, sure that once I went to sleep Id wake up in the morning with my sanity back. I lied down in bed, gazing at myself vainly in the mirror. Placing the vibrator back in its drawer I observed my figure.
Long black hair, lightly tanned skin, and a small petit frame. My breasts werent particularly large but there seemed to be a sudden breeze in the apartment and I watched as my nipples harden. I giggled again at the position of the mirror and how&hellip, naughty it felt.

Had I really instructed the movers to place it there&hellip, or, maybe theyd done it themselves? Turning off my bedside lamp I curled into my mattress, determined to get a good nights sleep.

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The shadows congregated around the small sleeping female. Itd been so long since theyd trained a woman, taught her where she belonged. One moved closer, pressing his rough hands to her mouth, watching as her lips parted and her unconscious form lapped at his fingers. He trailed his other hand down past her erect nipples and to the region between her legs where he pressed and prodded but to no reaction.

Were too weak&hellip, Another of the shadows murmured, followed by agreeing sounds of acquiescence. They were too weak&hellip, for now, but as her lips began to suckle at his protruding fingers he knew that their strength would slowly return. Her mere presence had already roused them and as another moved to flick her nipples he heard another open her beside drawer.

The toys were all haphazardly hidden and as he noticed the large black monster, he almost smirked. They would break her in like all the other ones before her in due time. The shadow form lifted the small pink toy from earlier. For now, this would have to do. The other shadow passed it to him, and as the others struggled to turn her onto her back, a feat that should have been simple considering her small size, he pressed the bullet to her clit, feeling their strength heighten with her arousal.

They were too weak for anything now, but they wouldnt be weak for long.

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I woke up feeling disorientated and cold, and as I sat up I blanched at what Id done in my sleep. My nightgown had lifted itself almost to my neck, my breasts openly out for display and glancing down at my panties I knew they were soaked, and in my left hand I held my small pink vibrator.

Didnt I put that away. For a moment I was terrified but glancing up at the mirror in front of my I was almost surprised by how&hellip,sexy I looked. Despite the wetness, or maybe because of it, I felt myself start to get aroused. Sitting up on my legs I admired myself in the mirror&hellip, wondering if it was too brazen to&hellip, touch myself in front of it. I glanced around, but I knew the apartment was empty, yet there was something so depraved about masturbating while staring at yourself do it.

Its so sexy though&hellip, You know you want too&hellip, Feel how wet you are&hellip,

As I heard the voices urging me, I couldnt not do it. I mean, I was living on my own now and these were the benefits that came with it.

Sitting up on my knees, I tossed my night gown off, my wetness clearly displayed on the cotton red panties. As I eyed my vibrator I wanted to laugh&hellip, had I used it while half asleep? Was that a real thing?

Take the panties off&hellip, Feel how wet you are&hellip, Touch yourself&hellip,

I wasnt sure where my inner dialect was coming from, but the instruction were pretty clear and as I peeled off my panties, instantly noticing the string of wetness that trailed from them. As I slipped my fingers down, I could feel how soaked I was. What had gotten into me?

Spread your lips&hellip, Give us a show&hellip, Touch yourself&hellip, The instructions sounded almost louder now and a bit clearer and hearing them only seemed to heighten my arousal. I moved my fingers around my clit, feeling the wetness trail behind them.

Fuck it felt good. My clit had already left its hood sharing the same arousal as my nipples which were hard and standing firm. Slowly I pumped a finger into me, followed by another, eyes glued to my reflection in the mirror as I watched me pleasure myself. As if without my control I watched as my hand, still holding the vibrator brought it to my engorged clit. Without even knowing Id turned it on, I flinched at the little thing, cold in its silicone shape, came in contact with my sensitive region. Why had I turned it up so high? I only ever used the lowest setting. Adjusting it I began moving it in circles, using it to replace my fingers.

My eyes were glued onto the mirror taking in my sudden depravity. What if someone walks in on me? No, I live alone now.

Touch your nipples. You need something inside of you. Youre a dirty slut.

I felt my arousal spike as my inner voices seemed to get louder, and I moved my other hand up to feel my breasts, pinching and twisting my nipples in a manner more aggressive than normal.

Whats gotten into me?

Youre a filthy whore. You need to be pounded. Fuck yourself.

As my legs got sore and the voices goaded me on, I leaned back, surprised when I felt something near my other entrance. Turning behind me, I saw my 7 friend, glass with textured designed around the outside. It was probably one of my most expensive toys and before I could even figure out how itd gotten on my bed the voices were back.

You need to be filled. Stick it inside of you now. All youre good for is fucking. Lick it first, whore. A small part of me was worried with how vulgar my thoughts were becoming but I couldnt deny that at least some part of me responded to them. For the first time, I licked the glass dildo, wrapping my lips around it, not even sure why. Almost unceremoniously I felt something push against the end of it, shoving it further into my mouth until I gagged. I pulled it out immediately, both surprised and a tad bit frightened. Before I could think anything of it, another sudden burst of power from my vibrator startled me.

Was I still using it? I was surprised at how dextrous Id become not even aware of my hand moving it.

Fuck yourself. Shove it in. Take it all whore. There was so much urgency now in the words, I didnt even have time to think about it, and the next thing I knew I was shoving it all inside of me.

No. Stop. Slower. I was forcing it all in, almost viciously, not even sure why Id spoken the words aloud. It was my toy, I was in control, so why was I being so forceful? I steadied my hand, gently edging it in one inch at a time. Itd been a while since Id used the toy, and while it wasnt too big, it still needed to be worked in.

Tell us how good it feels. Tell us how much you like being stuffed. Tell us youre a good little whore&hellip,

Id never been vocal before, not even in bed, but as the voices demanded it, I felt a need to respond.

It feels good&hellip, so good&hellip, I wasnt used to speaking aloud, not even sure what kinds of things I should be saying. I gazed at myself in the mirror as I worked it slowly in. I never inserted it all the way, but like earlier I felt something push it further up. I feel&hellip, So full&hellip, For a second I felt like someone had grabbed my nipples, but I knew no one was in the apartment with me.

You can do better than that&hellip, Speak louder whore. Almost without my control my other hand holding the vibrator moved back onto my clit and my hand began pulling out the dildo and shoving it back in.

It feels really good&hellip, so&hellip, so fucking good&hellip, I felt my orgasm building, and I winced at how harshly I was thrusting it in. Gentler&hellip, slower&hellip, Again I wasnt sure why Id voice the words, I was the one in control.

You can take it. You like it rough, slut.

I felt something akin to hands on my nipples and for a second I felt like something had prodded my ass. As I pounded the glass dildo in me, harder and deeper than ever before, I felt the settings on my vibrator amp up and all rational thought seemed to flee from me.

Fuck it harder! Tell us how it feels! Youre a fucking slut!

Uh&hellip, uh&hellip, fuck me&hellip, yeah&hellip, it feels soo&hellip, eek I squealed as I felt something harshly twist my nipple but I was too close to care, my words coming out less coherent than before.

You like fucking yourself with a dildo? You get off on it? You need a real cock, dont you? The voice seemed to almost be coming from behind me, and I couldnt deny how much it turned me on.

Fuck it feels good. Yes, I do&hellip, I need a real cock&hellip, big and thick and&hellip, Again I thought I felt something prodding at my ass, but it only seemed to turn me on more.

Tell me how much of a slut you are&hellip, It seemed louder this time, and I felt a stronger urge to respond.

Im a dirty fucking slut&hellip, I need to be fucked&hellip,

And thats all youre good for? You like to be used&hellip, dont you?

I liked to be used&hellip, all Im good for is&hellip, I squeaked as the didlo was thrust into me, harder than I would have done it, but I was so close so close&hellip,

You want to cum? I nodded, agreeing with the voice, closing my eyes in all the pleasure I felt my hair tugged back and instead of startling me it only made me wetter.

Yes I want&hellip, fuck I need to cum&hellip, Im so close&hellip,

Cum for me slut. Cum for your master&hellip, And with those words my fingers pushed harder and the vibrations seemed to get stronger and I felt myself shake with one of the most violent orgasms Id ever had.

I panted, trying to catch my breath and slowly things started to come down.

What&hellip, what was I doing? Had I&hellip, did I hear voices? I glanced around the empty room, knowing how ridiculous it was. That was so&hellip, unlike me.

Speaking aloud, and two toys at once? In front of the mirror? As I glanced at myself, body sweaty and my hair all tangled I couldnt deny how much Id enjoyed it. Maybe living on my own would be good for me&hellip,

I glanced at my alarm clock. It was only 5 a.m. Why the heck was I awake so early?

Again my eyes strayed to the mirror and I wondered how Id gotten so vain so fast? My face was flushed, and I noticed with a distance fascination that one of my fingers was still trailing around my clit.

What the heck was happening to me?

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So, that was part one, and as you can expect things will likely escalate from here. Please let me know your thoughts and if youd be interested in a part 2!

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The night air was charged with portents of an impending storm, one with a predicted intensity that sent most Gothamites hurrying home to safety. There was one, however, who raced not to the safety of home, but into danger. Clad in dark gray with a mantle of black, the tall, powerfully built man was the city’s self-appointed guardian. Dedicated to his mission, some would say obsessed, he was hardly a man to let adverse weather stay his course. Racing across rooftops and back alleys that he knew...

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Black List I GhostsChapter 6

Waiting for their breakfast to finish, Spencer decides to occupy his time with checking out the news online. He doesn’t really care for it, especially since reporters are only out to spread bad news and take sides while doing it. In his line of work the real bad news is never shown and it’s because of people like him and Sam why the world stays safe from the real ugly messes. Clicking onto the most popular news site on the World Wide Web, Spencer casually browses over the page, scanning the...

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Ghosts of the rainforest

Gnarled roots snare my ankles; protruding rocks scrape my shins and bruise my weary toes. I struggle upwards through dense vegetation, skirting stinging trees, hacking through vines, my eyes peering ever high into the canopy, fervently following the bright swathe cut by the torch strapped to my forehead. Leeches cling in vain; insects bite for no return. I brush them away with mild disgust, dashing their swollen guts into bloody smears. I force a weary, knowing smile and clamber onwards. I seek...

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Tim The Teenage MCPart XI 11 Ghosts of Lovers Past

I guess the biggest thing I regretted about my little drinking episode was missing the meeting with Teri. So when Teri showed up at my doorstep a week later, I more than happily let her in for a... chat. "So, you here on business or pleasure?" I asked her with a suggestive grin as we sat down on the living room's couch "Both, actually," she said letting her eyes roam the room. "Oh?" I said, realizing she wasn't really here for a fuck. "Yeah. If you can turn yourself invisible,...

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Black List I GhostsChapter 5

“Hey, boss!” Rudolph shouts as he runs down the long hall. “If its bad news, I don’t even want to hear it,” Hanson replies. “Well, shit,” Rudolph says, almost afraid to continue. Hanson is never a nice guy. Nice probably isn’t even in his vocabulary. “For once I would like something good to come from someone,” the man rants. “What is it now?” “It’s that bitch,” the underling says. “She’s refusing to eat.” “Son of a bitch...” Hanson begins to rant again, but quickly realizes that getting...

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Black List I GhostsChapter 10

“We’ve just got a report of an assassination attempt,” Donna Michaels, one of the analysts says as she bursts into the office. Spencer and Samantha are sitting, going over evidence, reports and files that the FBI has turned over to them covering the terrorist group known as Ghost and their confirmed activities. “The president?” Sam asks, feeling a surge of instant dread. “Oh heaven’s no,” Donna says appallingly. “This was on a banker. Gerrard Kloser, international banker with an office...

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Black List I GhostsChapter 12

Finding Yonovich has never been hard. He always sets up shop in the same harbor but just in a different warehouse. The other thing that always tips the TDF is the yellow hummer he drives. Typically there are plenty of yellow hummers driving around the city, but this is the only one with Russian Pride on its sides. Sam and Spencer have dealt with the man on several occasions, usually on grounds that he is allied with their enemy, but there is never any concrete proof. When that happens, they...

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Black List I GhostsChapter 20

Kloser has always prided himself with perfection and his bank is successful because of it. In the past few years it has grown, taking foundation in many countries. There is even a branch in every state capital in America as well as one in the capital of over thirty countries around the world. He opened his first bank in Austria, his home country. It has served as the headquarters ever since. Building wealth has been easy for him, so when it came time to build the bank it was easier. He...

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Ghosts and ShadowsChapter 12 Sometimes You Cant Get What You Want but

The next day I walked into Gail's office without going through the secretary. "I don't believe in coincidences, Gail. You told her I was going to be there. Nobody else would. Why?" She had vanished when I had gone back inside O'Brien's. I assume she had gone home with G, since both of them were gone when I went back inside, so I hadn't been able to accuse her in hot blood. Now I was just pissed - and curious! She looked at me without embarrassment. "Yes, I knew she was back - has...

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Black List I GhostsChapter 27

“The broadcast is coming on, Reeds,” Roger says over the earpiece. “Make it fast.” “Copy that.” Spencer turn to Wiltkins. “Sam and I will look for Sara. Keep the soldiers off our backs.” “No problem,” the man says. They jump out of the truck. Wiltkins immediately begins giving orders. The tactical squad and squad of marines burst through every available door and window on the ground floor. The soldiers inside are completely caught off guard, but immediately begins firing on the...

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Black List I GhostsChapter 28

After the attack on the White House, the National Guard secured the compound. Guards are stationed at key points along the fence and throughout the White House. The secret service are doing check on every person entering and leaving the temporary office where the president is now located. “What’s going on?” McKinsey asks. “I’m sorry to keep you in the dark, sir,” Agent Newl says. “We have just received word on the situation. The snipe has been shot and killed. The NSA agent...” He pauses to...

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Xena Versus The Spartans

It was a time of horrible raids by terrible marrauding hordes, which caused untold misery, fear and poverty in all of Pelopones. It was a time when Xena and Gabrielle were needed by all the towns, before it is too late, but she was nowhere to be found. The century before had been a good time for all, under the Cooperation Accord of Olympia, there was piece between all the polises, and Xena could concentrate on petty crime and feuding Gods. But now Xena had been on a mission in Asia for years,...

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Ghosts of the Past Ch 06

New Year’s Eve 1956, Charles and Diana Richards and Tom and Lynda Seldon were celebrating at a party in the ballroom of the hotel they were staying at in Washington D.C. The Bureau had very generously rewarded them with tickets to the party for their quick work. They had discovered the identity that Bradley Williams had assumed and that he’d been traveling back and forth between the U.S. and Singapore for the past eight years. Charles and Tom clinked glasses. Charles chuckled and muttered,...

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Ghosts of the Past Ch 09

When Agents Charles Richards and Tom Seldon returned from Washington just after the new year, they informed their friend, Dawn Estevez, that they had confirmed the identity of her uncle and that he was, indeed, involved in their investigation. She very sadly promised not to inform anyone in her family what was going on until the investigation was closed. They had also returned with all the authorized documents from headquarters to begin the actual investigation into the import/export company’s...

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Ghosts of the Past Ch 05

By two o’clock in the afternoon on Christmas Eve, Diana Richards was explaining where they were going to her husband Charles as he and his partner, Tom Seldon, loaded their overnight bags into the trunk of the car. ‘Your mother is expecting us to arrive around three o’clock. She’s hoping we’ll stay for dinner and visit with your family before we leave to go to my parents’ home in Virginia. The drive should take about four hours. So if we can leave by seven, it should put us at my parents’...

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Ghosts of the Past Ch 13

Larry Wilson did his best to forget New Year’s Eve. But dreams of his partner’s wife started to affect his ability to sleep and to think straight. Even more confusing was the fact that during some of those dreams, Dawn Estevez’s face would blur into the face of another woman he didn’t recognize at first. But the look in her eyes was what he had wished to see in Dawn’s… The other woman looked similar to Dawn, she was petite and they both had beautiful dark brown hair, but her skin was darker...

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Ghosts of the Past Ch 03

Charles Richards rejoined his friends at their table in the nightclub toward the end of the Christmas Party on Friday night, December 14, 1956. His wife Diana was onstage again for her last set. He had called his and Tom’s boss at the FBI and told the Assistant Director about the night’s developments. Peter Woods was going to call it in to Washington. But he was worried because they’d gotten this information through a social situation. He was sure headquarters would still require some other...

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Ghosts of the Past Ch 07

New Year’s Eve 1956 in Los Angeles was also an unforgettable night for Rick and Dawn Estevez and Jon and Barbara North. They attended a party hosted by a civic organization specifically for members of the police force. Rick’s partner, Larry Wilson, and Jon’s partner, Jerry Olson, were also there. Neither of them was married and they didn’t bring dates, so they were hanging around with their partners and their wives. Dawn and Barbara had excused themselves to go to the ladies room for a few...

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Ghosts of the Past Ch 08

Dawn Estevez’s heart pounded all the way home. My God…my husband is about to fulfill the only fantasy that has ever driven me to distraction… She glanced out the back window of their car to see that Rick’s partner with the L.A.P.D., Officer Larry Wilson, was still following them. She’d always thought Larry was a nice guy… even after Rick had told her that he and Larry had fucked a few women together. To look at Larry, you’d never suspect he was the type. He looked like the All-American,...

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Ghosts of the Past Ch 12

Wednesday, February 13, 1957, Diana Richards received some stunning news. That same day, a messenger arrived at her office in the movie studio and she was astounded to discover what had been delivered. She called all of their friends and invited them to dinner with her and Charles that Friday night. While everyone was finishing dessert, Diana stood up to deliver her surprises. ‘I’m so glad all of you could be here tonight. I have a couple of surprises. The first one is for Charles.’ She looked...

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Ghosts of the Past Ch 04

‘What is it, Tom?’ Charles Richards asked in concern at the look of total shock on his partner’s face. Tom Seldon replied, disbelief echoing in his voice, ‘That’s why I knew I’d seen this man before. That’s who this is. Major Bradley Williams… my former commanding officer in Marine Intelligence. We all thought he was killed on a reconnaissance mission in September of 1944. His tags were sent to us along with a statement that they were taken from his dead body. I was sent back to Okinawa a...

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Ghosts of the Past Ch 14

By June, the group of friends had expanded considerably since the beginning of 1957. Robert Clark and Lisa Green were starting their new life together. But they couldn’t get married until her divorce from the bastard Donald Price was finalized, which would take another eight months. They were being careful not to get Lisa pregnant. They wanted to be sure the baby wouldn’t be born until after they were married. Larry and Maria Wilson’s baby had almost been born out of wedlock… Lisa and Robert...

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Ghosts of the Past Ch 01

Author’s Note: I begin this new series with much thanks to my new editor, Moralez18pt…you’re a Godsend to me, my friend…thank you for…everything… Prologue Betsy Hightower returned to her home in Oregon at the end of November 1956. She’d made the trip to Los Angeles to pick up her car and make funeral arrangements for her nephew. Her sister, Eddie’s mother, had been too overwrought to make the trip. She frowned. Oh, God…how do I tell Mary how sick and evil her son was? I can’t believe what...

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Ghosts of the Past Ch 15

Thursday morning, September 12, 1957 at just after six o’clock, Diana Richards awoke from a disturbing nightmare and with a funny feeling. She lay in bed for a moment trying to figure out what it was besides the dream that woke her up. Then she felt it… the muscles of her abdomen contracted harder than she’d ever felt them do so before. Dr. Hamilton had told her she would probably be feeling these ‘false labor’ contractions during the last few weeks of her pregnancy as her body readied itself...

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Ghosts of the Past Ch 02

‘So, this man is Harold Green, owner and CEO of Green Worldwide Enterprises. And Donald Price is the Chief Financial Officer and his son-in-law. But we still don’t know who this other man is…the one I know I’ve seen before!’ Agent Tom Seldon stated in frustration. ‘And we still don’t have a connection between them and Robert Warren…or Clark…or whatever his real name is!’ his partner, Charles Richards, added, just as frustrated. Assistant Director Peter Woods stood up to leave the office they...

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Ghosts of the Past Ch 11

Lisa drove carefully as she followed Robert’s directions to his hotel. She kept her face forward, concentrating on her driving, but out of the corner of her right eye, she could see him staring at her intently. She pulled into a parking space in front of the hotel and turned the car off, but she didn’t move to get out. Robert was partially turned in the front seat, still staring at her. She turned her head to look at him. ‘What?’ she asked nervously. He pried the fingers of her right hand...

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Chasing Ghosts

It was a hectic day at Tommy’s Roadside bar. Leah was the only waitress working that day, causing her to be a little late in serving her customers. Tommy, Leah’s boss, who is known to be an asshole to the waitresses, was especially hard on Leah. He yelled at her and threatened to fire her despite her pleas and explanations that it wasn't her fault she was late. And really it wasn't - she didn't have a car of her own so she rode the bus to and from work. And today the bus decided it was going to...

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Ghosts

Mary Elizabeth Brooks died in the autumn months of 2010, leaving behind her a loving husband and an only daughter. Clarissa had only been sixteen at the time of her mother’s death, and the suddenness of the bereavement had left her worryingly melancholic. Her mother had been her guiding light in life, and now that she was gone, the world had seemed a much crueller and darker place.* Clarissa and her father’s relationship had strengthened in the convening years, each supporting the other. There...

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