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- "Go ahead and unleash them. Maybe it will do you some good. For now we have you in a sturdy canvas mailbag, but easy times are ahead," said Antoine LaJoie, unacknowledged nephew of
- Decades ago, the young Vanessa Conquest and her now-dead sister Anne kidnapped my brother Jodrigo and shot him dead in an abandoned warehouse. This is why I
- Place to Be for Mice who go Squee!" Marge Mouse managed to finish the radio spot with an upbeat tone, but she was collapsing inside. Mouse Motel would probably not survive the eco
- making progress if you can't even get out of bed to see if anything's good in the fridge, or to go out and check the sky and the weather, but instead lie in bed awestruck. Not that
- Similar to the 1972 Fischer-Spassky Championship, Russian psy-ops were in the audience for the Trump-Biden debate. However, this time they were joined by their Chinese counterparts
- BlastedHeath thought, "Yeah, that's a good point. Maybe I should relent a little, throw in a few duds and folds-gone-wrong. But I can't help that my output is generally excellent."
- Billy tried to allay his older sister's fears. "Karen, I promise I won't crush your mind. I've been in communion with psychs throughout our galaxy, and that's considered bad form."
- kept recurring on his way home. Five robodog enforcers on one of the pedwalks over Harmony Plaza. Five drones over the afternoon crowd. Five street vendors offering free samples.
- ?" I answered after a moment of sorting the proper etiquette. "A lion in the snow is worth a ruble in the Danube." It was Dmitri, about Reinhold. Lera stared at me. I should have
- The goldfish flew in with the autumn breeze. "Enzo, wake up! You need to see this!" My brother grumbled that he had an exam tomorrow, then I remembered he had died four years ago.
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- Detective J. Manatee's instincts for detection did not help much as he fumbled through the sock drawer of D.I. Monty Rebus, who was snoring on the davenport in his aquatic habitat,…
- Dad flopped down into his old brown recliner, the musty scent of trapped gas filling the air. He sighed as a far-away look came to his eyes. Then I heard it. "Daa-aaaad!" I held my…
- Deep in the Himalayas, the monk knew he would never fulfill his one true calling: lion tamer.…
- These are a few of my most-despised words: Pulchritude. Cauliflower. Leprous. Axe. Quantitative-easing. Blister. Virgin. Trebuchet. Maybe. Flatulence. Me. Make a story out of them!…
- Don't worry, she will be safe with the fairies.…
- If you've ever bitten into an unripe plum at the precise moment of climax, then you know…
- The first rule of magic is that for every power there has to be an equivalent amount of energy. For a fire ball, it requires at least seven sacrifices. Mice are convenient to carry…
- Dinner tonight began with an expedition to the Black Sea where I murdered you a fresh Calia filet. I've accompanied it with blowfish sashimi and a raw taro slaw. Enjoy!…
- 77 conjoined fighting fish, each a master in their own fish martial art, circled each other warily as the Colosseum slowly filled with water.…
- The hunter had long given up on finding his home. His walk to nowhere was his daily journey. However, that nowhere became somewhere today. Before him, deep in the valley, was…