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He looked at me with a weary look in his eyes. He opens his mouth to talk and even though it's forming words, no sound is coming out. I'm in a daze, but I decide to tune in for a few seconds. I hear,

"Cancer," says Dr. Springfield in a hushed tone. He's standing close to the door, like when I receive the news, I'll go crazy. I don't though.

"Wait, what?" I say while my eyes grow wide. Just as tears form.All Rights Reserved

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THE SLOWEST BURN ~ wally clark x oc by midsummer_night22

Charley and I are crossing the basketball court to join today's meeting when the realization hits me: There aren't two open chairs for us. There's just one. Everyone looks up as we approach, including whoever is filling my usual seat. Holy shit. I turn to Charley wide-eyed. "I tried to tell you," he mutters under his breath. He then composes himself and smiles at our new member. "Kaitlyn, this is Wally. Sorry, he's not the most, uh, subtle guy, and it's a big event to meet someone new here." He's covering for me, because Charley damn well knows exactly what is going through my head, and it's not just surprise at seeing a new face. It's because it's HER. Kaitlyn Sands is here. Kaitlyn fucking Sands. The girl I've been trying so hard not to have a huge goddamn crush on. And she can finally see me.

After life by Preciouspreciouus

"You'll be alright Bri" He assured her with a beaming smile, even though he knew she wasn't going to buy it. "Alright? Nothing is ever going to be alright Bradley" She flared up. "You don't say that Bri" She stared at him for some seconds before uttering another word. "All these tubes connected to my body, and you sit here tryna get my hopes on!?" Her eyes were starting to get blurred with tears. "Don't get all worked up Bri" His beaming smile was slowly fading. "I'll die, won't I?" She asked with a wry smile. "No Bri, don't say that" He replied almost immediately, as he went closer and caressed her already wet cheeks. "We'll fight this together Bri" Can they really fight this together?

The Mate Bet by lex_carpenter

"Rosella!" my dad screamed from downstairs. I ran downstairs to my dad, mom, and three tall men. "Whats going on?" I asked. The tall boy standing behind my dad smirked. I felt something off. My mom broke down crying. "Mom?" I asked looking down at her sobbing on the floor. "You will know soon enough darling". Said the same boy who smirked at me. "Dont call me that" I said sternly. I heard a deep growl escape his lips. "I'm like you" I said under my breathe. "No, your not like me" He said smirking at me. "Your mine" ~ If completed, the sequel 'The Mate War' is now up.

DOMINIC (Reid x Male OC) by HaleighBoyer

"Hey, I need you to breath for me little one." Soft breathy moans left his mouth. His eyes were glazed over. "Baby. I need a verbal confirmation little one. You know this. Can you calm down for me?" Hands brushed through brown curls as body weight was added to the heavy breathing overstimulated man. "Yes sir." was whispered quietly as light brown eyes sought out the green eyes of his partner. DISCLAIMER/WARNING: This is a Criminal Minds fiction. I do not own Criminal Minds that right goes to Jeff Davis. However, I do own the plot and my original characters. This is an LGBTQ+ male x male story involving mature themes and includes BDSM Dom/Sub themes. Please read at your own risk. Note: if I get something wrong dealing with the BDSM culture/community please let me know so I can figure out how to fix it.

Playing His Games by loukeet

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat as he stared across the table at me. I could seriously drown in his eyes. He was intoxicatingly attractive and he had to know it. That's why he was acting strange around me. For some reason, he looked at me as if I was the only one there with him. As if nobody else were here. And his voice... it pained me. It actually pained me with how utterly seductive and husky it always sounded. And the way he smelled all the time. I don't know why he smelled so strong, but I didn't mind. He smelled like evergreens and a hint of mint. It sounds like a bad combo, but it dizzied me with how lost I got in it. The thought of not being able to control myself, my thoughts and feelings and body when I'm around him, infuriated me. I was so good at holding myself together now, and he just unraveled me so easily, leaving me a mess. I wasn't the slightest bit afraid of him, and I had no idea why either. Just being in the same room, I felt like I didn't have to look over my shoulder. I didn't have to worry. I didn't even know who he was, and he still drew me in. "So, you were in California before? Why did you move?" Grace Hatfield asked, looking at him. She is our school's college and career advisor. She took me in and adopted me a couple years ago. She even gave me her last name. A saving grace. Why had she invited him here? Why did he come? He turned to her with a smile and a shrug. "Guess I just hadn't found what I was looking for yet." Something about the way he said it, sent a shiver down my spine. Why did I feel like there was so much more meaning behind his words than he was letting on? "Well, I hope you find what you're looking for." Grace said, and he turned to me with a devilish smirk and a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Something tells me that I will."

Unwinding Ties by meg_Thornton

I look up to find him studying me intently, his gaze lingering on my eyes. I'm used to this reaction - people are often fascinated by my heterochromia - but something about his scrutiny makes me feel exposed. "Your eyes," he says softly. "They're extraordinary." I feel a flush creeping up my neck and quickly look away, busying myself with preparing the antiseptic. "It's a genetic condition called heterochromia iridum. Nothing extraordinary about it, I assure you." "I beg to differ," he responds, his voice warm. "They're quite captivating." I ignore the compliment, focusing on cleaning his wound. "This might sting a bit," I warn, applying the antiseptic. To his credit, Mr. Anderson doesn't flinch. "You have a gentle touch, Nurse Hayes. I hardly felt a thing." "Years of practice," I murmur, not meeting his gaze. "The cut isn't too deep, but I'd like Dr. Chen to take a look. He'll determine if you need stitches." He nods, then asks, "Have you been working here long, Nurse Hayes?" "A few years," I reply, keeping my answer vague. I'm not in the habit of discussing my personal life with patients, no matter how charming or influential they might be. "And do you enjoy it? Your work, I mean."

6 Months-a Spromeo Story by iwantaferret_

Romeo sat patiently, holding onto Specs' hand tightly. He watched the doctor's every step, nervousness set on his heart. "Hey, Doc", Specs greeted, trying to offer a smile. He looked better than Hell. "What'd you find?" Romeo wasn't sure Specs could see it, noting he couldn't see anything without his glasses on-he talked about having a headache earlier, and took them off for that reason-but the doctor had a rather solemn look on her face, as if she just learned that someone was going to die. Romeo prayed. "Doc?" "You're results came back", she sighed, keeping it brief. Romeo wanted to yell at her, telling her how he knew the results came back, but he was on the edge of his seat in fear. "I have some news." "What's he got?" Romeo sniffled, trying to keep in his tears and not think of the worse. "Pneumonia?" Specs had had pneumonia before, when he was a kid. He told the story all the time, and Romeo knew it made him feel strong. He'd always say he could beat anything, but Romeo also knew it wasn't that simple. "A few respiratory infections, yes", the doctor agreed, glancing back at her chart. That was fine. Specs could take antibiotics for it and be good as new. "But there's something else. Your white blood cell count was low." Romeo glanced at Specs, worried out of his mind. He knew it. He saw every sign and didn't do shit about it; it's his fault. He should've forced Specs to get checked out. He should've done better. "Cancer?" That seemed to be the worse option. Yet, the doctor shook her head. "Worse, perhaps." What could be fucking worse than cancer? ------------------------ A Spromeo story set in the 1980s Themes of: -Drinking/Drugs -Hospitals -Swearing/Cussing -Mentions of sex and STDs -Homosexuality -Death Please read at your own discretion.

Elyza by Mubangak

"Get your hands off her. Or I will smear your fucking insides on these very walls" his eyes no longer shon the bright brown it always did. They no longer looked loving and amused like they were a few hours ago, they looked dead; his eyes were dead and his soul was too. He told me I shouldn't know what he was because If I knew I would run and the truth was he was right, I wanted to run as far away from here as possible. His fists clenched, his muscles tensed and his body shook to the point I knew he would lose his sanity if the man behind me was to say anything back to him. "Let me go or he'll kill you!" I hissed at the man behind me but he blanked me. "You're a mutt" he snapped and squeezed my breast which made me whimper "She is mine" That's when he lost his last bit of sanity. • • • #Book3 third and final book in the eternal series

HOPE by rosegolden27

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THE SLOWEST BURN ~ wally clark x oc

Charley and I are crossing the basketball court to join today's meeting when the realization hits me: There aren't two open chairs for us. There's just one. Everyone looks up as we approach, including whoever is filling my usual seat. Holy shit. I turn to Charley wide-eyed. "I tried to tell you," he mutters under his breath. He then composes himself and smiles at our new member. "Kaitlyn, this is Wally. Sorry, he's not the most, uh, subtle guy, and it's a big event to meet someone new here." He's covering for me, because Charley damn well knows exactly what is going through my head, and it's not just surprise at seeing a new face. It's because it's HER. Kaitlyn Sands is here. Kaitlyn fucking Sands. The girl I've been trying so hard not to have a huge goddamn crush on. And she can finally see me.