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revamp of a previously written story on a different platform. ••

"A church that lived and died by pretty lies." In this small Southern town Josephine believes she understands the life she's been given. She is the preacher's wife, she makes the iced sweet tea and smiles when expected. As Josephine continues into motherhood, she begins to notice what the town celebrates, what it erases, and who is allowed to be forgiven. When a famous blues musician returns home, old loyalties, old sins, and the quiet certainty that nothing buried ever truly leaves drifts back into town. The truth does not arrive all at once. It seeps in slowly, like something in the water-through glances held too long and names never spoken. By the time Josephine understands the cost of what has been protected, it is too late to undo it. Some things are never meant to be poured out. They are sweetened, decorated with lemon, and called tradition.

Brandon Evers is a Senior; a popular jock at Victor Prince High School. He's a player on and off the field. Surprised? Brandon doesn't want to be to tied down to any relationship, but his parents keep trying to push him into one by trying to get him to date their business associates' daughters. Instead, he prefers no strings attached and wants to keep it that way. What happens when a new girl arrives and he falls head over heals for her? Eiera Livelington is a student and graduation is a home stretch away. To get the credit to graduate the students must take on a task at the school of their choice. How did Eiera get so lucky to finding a school so quickly? Her sister's husband got her in easy. She would have refused, but she obviously didn't heart to do it. All Eiera could do is think how much easier it would have been if she had chosen an elementary school. Classes have never been this hard, this fun, nor this juicy.

In the seedy underbelly of Spartanburg, South Carolina, where criminals lurk in the shadows, strippers dance for money, and prostitutes sell their bodies to pay rent, a dangerous game of temptation and morality unfolds. Detective James Thompson has been working the streets for years, trying to rid the streets of all criminals who wreak havoc in the streets. But when a string of innocent lives are taken in a series of brutal murders. He knows he's up against something far more bigger and dangerous than he has ever faced before. As the FBI is called in to assist with the investigation. Tensions run high and the pressure mounts. But when a beautiful young woman is kidnapped by one of the city's most notorious drug dealers. James finds himself in a race against time to save her before it's too late. Meanwhile, Destiny a young stripper trying to make ends meet, finds herself falling for the charming, and dangerous drug dealer who frequents the club where she works. Despite knowing the risks, she can't help but be drawn to him, even as she struggles with her own sense of morality. As the investigation heats up and the stakes get higher. James and Destiny find themselves caught in a web of temptation, lies, betrayal and danger. Will they be able to navigate the treacherous waters of the criminal underworld, or will they be consumed by the darkness that surrounds them?

• Teen Fiction Prompt Winner for Aim to Engage • It all started on a Sunday is a 500 word entry about an assassin on her first assignment.

The revolution was never meant to be comfortable. After exposing the truth behind Caroline's Law, Nia Marshall disappears into a black-site prison, her voice digitally hijacked and weaponized against the movement she built. Her son Malik, now a global icon of resistance, finds himself caught between symbolic power and real danger as the system adapts, counterattacks, and begins rewriting history in real time. But the truth cannot be buried. As a fractured resistance splinters under pressure-some demanding reform, others crying for fire-new revelations surface: The clause wasn't a misstep. It was a blueprint, rooted in centuries-old documents that legally disguised human ownership as care. With the government deploying erasure, exile, and silence as weapons, Malik, Ava, and the last of the Sovereign Mothers must decide what justice really looks like in a nation determined to forget. From secret vaults and sabotage to ghost broadcasts and global tribunals, UNCLAIMED (Part Two) is a blistering, unflinching story of legacy, betrayal, and the war over memory in a world where forgiveness has become currency-and truth, the final rebellion.

"𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚, 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙞𝙩. 𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙚, 𝙙𝙤 𝙞𝙩. 𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙢𝙚, 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙩. 𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚, 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙩."

In a near-future America where "protection" has become the new face of possession, single mother Nia Marshall is forced to make an impossible choice: surrender guardianship of her children to a white suburban family-or risk losing them to the state altogether. What begins as a temporary arrangement to keep her sons safe slowly becomes a suffocating system of control, erasure, and surveillance. Her name disappears from records. Her children are renamed. Her autonomy-digitally and legally-revoked. But Nia isn't the only one living under the clause. As her eldest son Malik quietly builds a digital resistance and secrets begin to leak into the open, the truth behind the nation's "Family Asset Protection Act" threatens to unravel. CLAIMED is a haunting, incisive tale of modern-day ownership masquerading as safety, where the most dangerous prisons come wrapped in politeness, and the fight for freedom begins with remembering who you are-and daring to speak it out loud.

What if there were an au. And in that AU, all the black students at Hogwarts...formed a black student union. And say hypothetically, I wrote about this. I think it would be banger. This is just a collection of oneshots, featuring the black characters of the wizarding world.

The future seems bright but, the past is a darkness Victor cannot shift. When Victor finds a head on his table he understands the message, loud and clear.

A young girl makes a hard choice to help alleviate her mother's stressful life by preying on someone else. Stealing from the rich to give to the poor was much harder than she thought.

This is a memoir essay I wrote about my experience with my Father. I wrote it for my Creative Nonfiction class, and it was hard writing it, but in writing it i realized somethings about myself and my father, hopefully you will too -MelaninBisou

Two women caught up in two different worlds until one day those worlds collide!

This is the story I wrote for my ENG 354 Class, Everybody there said they liked it so I decided to publish it

Tavion an 18 year old from Columbia SC trying to find himself during his senior year with Heartbreak, Friendship, Hardships, and most importantly Love

Meet Grace, a resilient 47-year-old African American woman. She's a devoted mother and wife, having celebrated 25 years of marriage. Her world revolves around her family, which includes a 19-year-old son and a 23-year-old daughter. However, in the aftermath of a devastating global pandemic, life has taken an unexpected turn for her and her children. The family grapples with the weight of post-pandemic depression. Grace, like her children, bears her own struggles with depression but chooses to keep moving forward, determined to be the rock her family needs. Despite her unwavering dedication and years of experience, Grace finds herself at odds with a world that seems to have forgotten her. She faces relentless abuse at her workplace, enduring the taunts and discrimination of her much younger coworkers. Determined not to give in, Grace embarks on a challenging journey. She must navigate the harsh reality of ageism in a job market that appears tailored for the younger Gen Z generation. Despite the obstacles in her path, she refuses to surrender to the sense of obsolescence that threatens to consume her. "Beneath the Surface" is a poignant tale of a mother's tenacity, a family's struggle with depression, and an unwavering fight against discrimination and ageism. Grace's journey will inspire, uplift, and resonate with readers as they delve into the complex and ever-relevant issues of our time.

In a near-future America where "protection" is the new face of possession, single mother Nia Marshall must make an impossible choice: surrender herself and guardianship of her children to a white suburban family-or risk losing them to the state. What begins as a temporary arrangement quickly becomes a suffocating system of control, erasure, and surveillance. Her name disappears. Her children are renamed. Her autonomy-digitally and legally-revoked. But Nia isn't alone. As her eldest son Malik builds a quiet resistance, the truth behind the "Family Asset Protection Act" begins to surface, revealing a legacy of ownership disguised as care. Months later, Nia vanishes into a black-site prison, her voice weaponized by the system and her son Malik becomes the reluctant face of a fractured uprising. As the government rewrites history in real time, the resistance uncovers a devastating truth: the clause wasn't a flaw-it was a plan. CLAIMED and its explosive sequel UNCLAIMED are a haunting saga of modern-day control, generational defiance, and the war over memory in a world where truth must be reclaimed.

All Devus wants to do is get to a venue on time to present an award. But he's encountering terrible luck: a boot on his car, directions to the wrong venue, and no help.

They didn't know what they truly desired. The one thing that was evident though is the chemistry they shared, despite it lasting only a brief period. Although they went their separate ways, the door was left open for the union to be rectified.