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Teardrops Burn (FILM NOIR)

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Chicago, 1949. Jack Byrnes is a FBI agent who gets called to find the serial killer of numerous men, leaving only a sport card behind. Between a mysterious witness never leaving his thoughts and his attempts at drowning his personal demons in gin and tonic, will Jack be able to find and stop the killer before they get to their next victim?

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Jack blinked. "Do you ever stop a moment and notice that odd waiting sensation? You're waiting for something, yet you don't know what. I usually don't like to dwell on that because it's so uncomfortable. Such a bizarre sensation in the pit of my stomach." He sighed, caught Kenneth's gaze. "What I'm trying to say is, I'm been trying to fill that void with gin and tonics for a while now, even though I know it's useless."

He regretted telling the man, but Kenneth chuckled as he stared at his drink, but not in mockery. "Could you believe I feel the same thing, that eternal waiting feeling you speak about? Maybe it's the reason we're both sitting here; now."All Rights Reserved

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Forsaken Freedom by Xenizationnn

Lost in the music's rhythm, I sang along, unaware of what my fate had in store. At 2:17 am, everything changed. A surge of agony coursed through my body as I lay curled up in my closet space, frozen with fear, in fear that they might discover my presence. I silently pleaded, desperately praying for some divine intervention. - - - - "NO! LET ME GO, PLEASE!" I shrieked, my voice torn by excruciating pain as the rugged man yanked me from my cramped closet. Regret pierced my thoughts like a thousand needles. If only I hadn't been so daring, if only I hadn't succumbed to the temptation of peering outside. But the glimpse I caught was fleeting, interrupted by the forceful swing of the closet door. Amidst all the chaos, my eyes fixated on something - a pendant dangling from the man's neck. A dog tag. - - - - As if one life-altering ordeal weren't enough, I found myself thrust into the shadows once more, ensnared in a place where my very soul recoiled. An instinctive surge of rebellion overtook me, and I sank my teeth into his arm, breaking free from his grip. My body propelled itself towards the door, desperate for salvation. "IN HERE! HELP ME, PLEASE!" I cried out to the men cloaked in darkness, FBI written on their caps in bold. My eyes locked with the piercing depths of his dark brown eyes. Despite the pain that seared through my body, I limped towards the threshold of hope. But before deliverance could embrace me, a wicked force severed my connection to salvation. The man behind me savagely slammed my head against the unforgiving wooden edge of the bed, making me surrender to the void. - - - - "My dear Delilah, In this awful world full of chaos, you are the melody that brings harmony to my tainted soul," he confessed, as he raised my hand to his mouth, planting a soft kiss on the inside of my wrist, a kiss that felt nothing less than a promise of eternity.

Reject (mxm) by isabella_kai

Paranormal Romance (Werewolf) You know that movie Jerry Maguire? It's about this sports agent who got fired for suddenly having a conscience. Anyway, there's this very romantic scene by the end of the movie when Jerry made this very heartfelt and passionate declaration to his wife. Those words would melt you into a puddle and make you burst into tears thinking, "I want to have that kind of love!" Well that very sweet scene did not happen on this story, not all of it anyway. Don't get me wrong it was heart wrenching, very much so, and there was a passionate declaration. But instead of saying the oh so loving, oh so sweet and oh so scripted "I love you. You complete me..." like Jerry did in the movie, my 'mate', the other half of my soul and the one who 'completes' me said, "I hate you. I wish you were dead!" He said it with disgust and anger burning in his eyes. He didn't run into my arms like he was supposed to, he ran away from it. But who could blame him? Jerry Maguire was right. We live in a cynical world and we work on a business of tough competitors. Why would my mate want to be with me? He'd be shunned and be forever laughed at. Aside from the fact that I was male, I'm basically useless to him because I'm a werewolf who can't phase. He's an alpha. He could have anyone he wants. And me, well, I'm on the bottom of the pack, the runt of the litter. The council didn't know what to do with me. They couldn't kill me since it could drive my mate insane, even if he didn't want me. I can't kill myself because it would probably have the same effect on him. I have to live but I can't be with my mate and my pack. So I made it easier for everyone, I ran away. I always believed in the saying "Out of sight, out of mind." What I didn't consider was the possibility that they'd come after me and forcefully bring me back.

Henry and Mason: Outside The Midnight Hour **BEING REVISED** by KarretCosplay

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A Way to Survive by myles_vogh

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Can You Feel It? by SkylerChase29

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HIS OBSESSION by Wordsmiths4

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The Submissive Assassin (BxB) by bemuah

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The Threads That Bind Us: An AntiSepticEye Origin Story by DS_Solana

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Forsaken Freedom

Lost in the music's rhythm, I sang along, unaware of what my fate had in store. At 2:17 am, everything changed. A surge of agony coursed through my body as I lay curled up in my closet space, frozen with fear, in fear that they might discover my presence. I silently pleaded, desperately praying for some divine intervention. - - - - "NO! LET ME GO, PLEASE!" I shrieked, my voice torn by excruciating pain as the rugged man yanked me from my cramped closet. Regret pierced my thoughts like a thousand needles. If only I hadn't been so daring, if only I hadn't succumbed to the temptation of peering outside. But the glimpse I caught was fleeting, interrupted by the forceful swing of the closet door. Amidst all the chaos, my eyes fixated on something - a pendant dangling from the man's neck. A dog tag. - - - - As if one life-altering ordeal weren't enough, I found myself thrust into the shadows once more, ensnared in a place where my very soul recoiled. An instinctive surge of rebellion overtook me, and I sank my teeth into his arm, breaking free from his grip. My body propelled itself towards the door, desperate for salvation. "IN HERE! HELP ME, PLEASE!" I cried out to the men cloaked in darkness, FBI written on their caps in bold. My eyes locked with the piercing depths of his dark brown eyes. Despite the pain that seared through my body, I limped towards the threshold of hope. But before deliverance could embrace me, a wicked force severed my connection to salvation. The man behind me savagely slammed my head against the unforgiving wooden edge of the bed, making me surrender to the void. - - - - "My dear Delilah, In this awful world full of chaos, you are the melody that brings harmony to my tainted soul," he confessed, as he raised my hand to his mouth, planting a soft kiss on the inside of my wrist, a kiss that felt nothing less than a promise of eternity.