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Cell Mates 2 - Dead Men Tell No Tales (boyxboy) ON HOLD by DoUbLeZone
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Cruise ships are all fun and games...until yours is hijacked. FBI agents, Simon and Eddie are no strangers to danger. It's a constant in their lives, reminding them just how messed up the world can be, and exactly why it is necessary to remain focused and unyielding. They know what it means to fight for their lives, and for those around them, so when their cruise ship is hijacked while on vacation with friends, they act quickly and efficiently to bring the situation under control, but some things aren't as simple as they seem. These modern day pirates are vicious and determined, and the agents soon find themselves in over their heads as they fight tooth and nail to survive. Lives are lost, prisoners are taken, and love is found. Now they not only fight for their lives, but for the life they can have together...if only they can manage to stay alive.
The Canefield Killer - A John Riley Novel by iamRodneyVSmith
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A serial killer stalks Barbados and Detective John Riley returns to the island to stop them before they turn their attention to the people closest to him. ***** A serial killer stalks the tropical paradise of Barbados, leaving victims naked in canefields and the island police force is ill-equipped to handle the case. Enter Seattle homicide detective and Barbados native: Detective John Riley. John hasn't been back to Barbados in decades, and he has his own demons to face. But as he combats the heat, the media, and the very police force he's working to help, he desperately hopes he can stop the violence before the killer turns their attention to the people closest to him. [[Wattys Winner]] [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]
Moth by DArenson
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They say the world used to turn. They say that night would follow day in an endless dance. They say that dawn rose, dusk fell, and we worshiped both sun and stars. That was a long time ago. The dance has died. The world has fallen still. We float through the heavens, one half always in light, one half always in shadow. Like the moth of our forests, one wing white and the other black, we are torn. My people are the fortunate. We live in daylight, blessed in the warmth of the sun. Yet across the line, the others lurk in eternal night, afraid... and alone in the dark. I was born in the light. I was sent into darkness. This is my story.