Direct Pulls

"Drip... drip... drip... The sound came from far away, even, and uncomplicated, growing steadily louder. Drip... drip... drip... She lay motionless, the sound bouncing and pooling inside her ears. Perfect cadence. The sound of liquid hitting liquid. Over and over. Half- awake, her mind drew closer to consciousness. Somehow, the idea of waking frightened her though she wasn't sure why. But as always happened, the more she fought waking, the quicker it pounced on her and demanded she did exactly that. Her lashes clung together, heavy and sticky, like her eyelids had been sealed with melted wax."  --- Rebekah Gainere "Dead Awakening"

"She stood up and stretched, determined to distract herself from her own sadness. “I need to get out of here!” Her own voice startled her a bit as it reverberated off the walls, but also, somehow, motivated her to move. “Think, Sadie. Think. You don’t need to stay cooped up inside all day because of a little rain, right? Get out there. Go catch that fish!” She looked over at the sink and the collection of empty tuna cans, and her stomach churned a bit. “Okay. Maybe not fish.” ---- Sadie M. "Searching for Sadie" 

"There are two kinds of people in life: those who are afraid of the dark, and those who come alive in it. Most people fall into the first category; at least that’s what I’ve come to understand. It’s not their fault, really. After all, we're taught from an early age to fear the darkness. Make sure you’re home before it gets dark. There are monsters out there waiting to get you. But what happens when the darkness isn’t a forest, or a bedroom with the lights out?" ---- Kailyn Walters "Voices in the Dark"

"“I remember,” I whispered. He took another step into the room, closing the distance between us. “I do too. Did you mean what you said?” he asked me now, pulling me away from my memories of the funeral. The low timbre of his voice stroked my spine and had me stepping closer to him. “That if there was anything I could do to help you and Peter, you shouldn’t hesitate to ask me?” “Yes.” It had been a desperate invitation spoken to that broken man. A weightless offer that didn’t come close to offering the comfort I’d wanted to give. The last three months had done little to heal Darius Peyton. He looked like he was still standing at his brother’s gravesite. “Yes, I meant it.” I walked over to the small desk and chair and, sitting down, I pointed at the chair next to me. I saw the slight hesitation a moment before he gingerly sat in the chair, his knees brushing against the top of the desk. “I’m sorry, perhaps you should sit in my chair?” ---- Kay Knolls "Falling for the Nanny"

When your father’s anger fills the house, and your mother’s silence suffocates you...
"You look tired." You try to reach out, but his eyes flash with fury.
You back away, heart racing, as he storms toward you.
The sound of a cupboard door slamming sends him crashing to the floor, lost in his own mind.
"You’d best be on your way now." Your mother’s words cut deeper than any knife.
You escape into the quiet streets, but the turmoil follows you.
At the hospital, you find purpose, but your heart aches for home.
"Animals keep one’s mind occupied and in the present." Mrs. Longly’s suggestion ignites a spark of hope.
Could a kitten be the key to healing your fractured family?
As you hold the tiny creature in your hands, you wonder, "Is this the answer we’ve been searching for?"
 ~ Author Alba Lockwood "Catalyst"

One innocent confession ignites a dangerous game. He's a predator in disguise, his smile a wolf in sheep's clothing. His gaze is a burning inferno, promising a slow, agonizing consumption. She's in way over her head, but the allure of his dark touch is simply too strong to resist. Can she escape the clutches of this dangerous man, or will she become his ultimate conquest? 
~Author Sara Hinds "Beneficial Misfortune"

Ever had that gut-wrenching moment when you realize the person you’re with isn’t who you thought? I was out to dinner with Johnathan, the guy I’d been seeing for three months, when his phone rang. Suddenly, his charming smile turned to that flirty laugh I’d never heard directed at me. I felt sick as I pieced it together: he was talking to Janice, his co-worker. My gut twisted as I realized—this isn’t just a phone call; it’s the moment I learned he was cheating on me. Let me tell you how I found out the truth!

~Author Kay Knolls "Falling for the Nanny"

I just purchased a supposedly haunted mansion, but it’s not what I expected. As I climb the creaky staircase, dust-covered photos whisper forgotten secrets, and flickering lights cast eerie shadows that pull me closer. What lies in the darkness?
With every step, I feel the chill of the past wrapping around me... Will I uncover the truth—or be consumed by the shadows? 👻✨

~Author Kailyn Walters "Voices in the Dark"

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