
Wildheart – Chapter 2
It had been a couple of weeks since John had run into the poachers on the edge of the Deepwoods.
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It had been a couple of weeks since John had run into the poachers on the edge of the Deepwoods.

His eyes swept across the forest floor, seeking those familiar patterns on the game trail that betrayed the recent passage

“You did WHAT?!” Sam shouted across the small food court table. “I invited her to live with me,” Logan repeated

By the time she arrived home, she was expecting to find her guest utterly bored, perhaps sitting on the steps

Not being able to exist in any effective capacity during the day really put a damper on one’s job perspective.

Marion walked through the green and white-tiled corridor, squinting as the flickering fluorescent lights buzzed annoyingly above her. She winced

With her excursion into the Donjon being a bust, Marion found herself wandering the city streets. The night was still

She had been expecting it ever since she moved in. That moment always came and it was always just a

Aysha closed the door of the shipping container from the inside and then turned around to take Synchro’s arm and

Mikhail kept driving, and his neck was beginning to hurt from being so tense for so long, but he couldn’t