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Brinda followed Pren out the back door of the store; she was surprised to find a truck parked there, hidden under a tarp. What surprised her mor..

“Wake up sleepyhead!” “Poke me again and you’ll come up short a couple of fingers on that hand,” Brinda snappe..

Once they caught up to the others, Pren began to relax. Though Brinda could tell, he never completely lost the tightness in his shoulders. Being a..

The road ahead seemed clear enough, still, the hairs on the back of Brinda’s neck refused to quit giving her the hey-now-look-behind-you w..

Brin sat and stared blankly out at the night. Depression had never been something she allowed to touch her. Now however, now, she embraced it fu..

Brinda knew this kiss was something she never wanted to repeat ever again. The second Sorian’s lips met hers he became an overbearing beas..

As they approached the building, she saw two guards flanking the doors; both inclined their heads to Sorian as he passed. The guards eyed her wi..

A sliver of doubt�"followed by fear�"slid down Brinda’s spine as she watched the man called Wall walk from the bac..

Brinda picked up her two handguns and placed them back into their respective holsters on her hips. “Thank you for your help, I do app..

Brinda looked up from the papers spread across her desk as Sorian entered her office. “Oh, good I’m glad you’re here.” ..