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It was at the end of 1978, and the Caffertys were in the process of adopting the newest member of their family. Eric was excited as he would have a playmate, the parents’ other son. The two things that they knew were that the mother and father couldn’t afford to keep him, and that his parents were crackheads. They knew that the poor child was going to go through withdrawals, but other than his mother being a piece of shit, everything on the ultrasound was coming up aces for t

Eric wasn’t a stupid kid, not by a long shot. He was tying his shoes and reciting the alphabet, both in English and in Sign Language, by the time he was four. There were several times when he became bored in class, as he had already learned what was happening in kindergarten. His teacher, Mrs. Harris, was a proud black woman, and it was the late 70s. One thing she didn’t like was the smart-ass white kid who shouldn’t have been in her class to begin with. However, he couldn’t

It had been a hectic year for Michael, whose name is pronounced Michelle, and Barbara Durments. They were finally on their way to the...

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Lara McCoy lay on her bed, hungover from the night before. She knew better than to drink Absinthe. Luckily for her, it was not on a night...

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Val, the Vampire King of Compassion, was out on the hunt. He was looking for something to snack on as it had been days since he’d fed. As...

Jacob Wendell lay in his bed, slowly disintegrating from ALS, better known as Lou                Gehrig's disease. Not only was he...

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I sit alone on my bunk, counting every tick of the clock. Fourteen minutes to go. They moved me to isolation yesterday. Said it was protocol. Truth is, they didn’t want my old cellmate watching me unravel. I stare at the walls, gray and indifferent, just like the men

Chas moved like a shadow with teeth. The older thug stepped forward, waving a pistol, his voice cocky. “You picked the wrong alley, freak.” The vampire didn’t flinch. He was already calculating heartbeats—two fast, one slower and weakening. The old woman’s. “Shoot him, Juan!” the younger one barked, knife in hand, his bravado fading fast. Juan fired. The shots hit home, slamming into Chas’s chest and shoulder. He staggered but didn’t fall. Instead, he looked down at the w