Toxic
She knew just as well as anyone. He was toxic. The way he laughed like there was something stuck in his throat, the way he never talked about his past, that…
Alrighty! I've had the song by Imagine Dragons, stuck in my head for a couple weeks. Then I saw a official video of it and thought to myself, 'Hey! This could be great inspiration for a story!!' So, I dare you copy/paste the link below, watch the video, and let a ficly or two flow from it. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ktvTqknDobU You have a month.
She knew just as well as anyone. He was toxic. The way he laughed like there was something stuck in his throat, the way he never talked about his past, that…
“Give us God, give us Liberty!” It’s a tidal wave of people that spills into the town square, cries ringing through the dry air. Men and women and children…
His name is Enrico Caliente. It can’t be his real name... ...and it isn’t. But in his line of work, you sink or swim by your reputation. And a reputation is…
Lou drove. Not like he did when his kids were strapped into the child seats. He drove like he did twenty years ago. Guiding the new roadster into the first…