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  1. C. Henderson
    On it! I've just been doing some rewrites on the chapters, but will post soon. Thank you for still keeping up with it.
  2. C. Henderson
    On it! I've just been doing some rewrites on the chapters, but will post soon. Thank you for still keeping up with it.
  3. C. Henderson
    36. WHAT'S IN A NAME “I thought you had things under control, Arani?” the impeccably dressed vampire said, with the unmistakable hint of irritation permeating his voice. “I do. Everything IS under control,” she replied, staring back at him in defiance, her dark eyes ablaze with indignity. “Really?” he replied, his tone now dripping with sarcasm. “Awakened Carandini’s running rampant among us, an intrusion into the PL headquarters right under your nose, and a missing Special
  4. C. Henderson

    Chapter 9

    C. Henderson commented on MozLover21's story chapter in Chapter 9

    😄 Indeed they probably do
  5. C. Henderson
    I'm doing good, I actually got a promotion at work and * surprise surprise * it came with MORE work, so been strapped for time. But I am trying to carve out more writing/editing time.
  6. C. Henderson
    I know, I apologize for the delay 🤦🏻‍♂️
  7. C. Henderson
    Thanks again @astone2292 These are always fun to do 🙌🏼 I'll be back with new chapters soon.
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    35. TH DANISH GAMBIT Part II The dark-haired vampire took in the unassuming house in front of him for a moment. It was a simple three-bedroom chalet-style vacation home with vaulted ceilings and a clear view of the lake. Not exactly the usual type of dwelling for a member of his species, but he knew its previous owner had a peculiar taste, so the sight of it didn’t completely shock him. There was a certain charm to it, he thought. It had history – memories etched inside of
  9. C. Henderson
    Let me get on that 😁
  10. C. Henderson
    Haha, that is commitment! Thank you. Coming soon #fingerscrossed
  11. C. Henderson

    Chapter 10

    C. Henderson commented on C. Henderson's story chapter in Chapter 10

    Thank you, and I appreciate your patience with Sacrum. Should have the next chapter up soon. Life's been hectic.
  12. C. Henderson

    Sacrum

    C. Henderson commented on C. Henderson's story in Fiction

    My apologies, life has been hectic lately! I will return very soon.
  13. C. Henderson
    Kat always thought doing the right thing came naturally to good people. You know what the right thing is, if you’re a good person then you feel it in your bones. You don’t have to think about it, it’s obvious, it’s instinctual. But months after she turned Jack Miller in for the homicide of his son, Paul Miller, she still didn’t know if she had done the right thing. It didn’t feel right. Doing the right thing should be clear and straightforward, so why was she drowning in guilt and doubt over her
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    Thirty-six push-ups and he was completely out of breath. Jack winced as he flopped on his back and cursed Father Time. He didn’t care about getting old, but he wished he could have kept his stamina and strength until his last breath, that way he could at least stay productive for society and not be a burden. That way he wouldn’t end up just some useless invisible old man who needed help with the door. The thought was horrific. Retirement was not friendly to Jack Miller. While some people mi
  15. C. Henderson
    David couldn’t believe it. All those years, all this time, and finally he had found the answer in a drabby place full of alcoholics and addicts, whom he now belonged to. The irony of it all was that he had stopped looking. And now, mystery solved. It was his friend. It was the young kid who he enjoyed eating glazed donuts with and cracking dumb jokes. It was the kid whose life he saved just the other day. The anger built within him like a crescendo, and when he saw Andy walk out he grabbed him b
  16. C. Henderson
    Frank loved his wife. Maybe not with a wild and passionate movie romance type of love, but with a stable and committed kind. He knew she was peculiar, a bit standoffish, but he loved her nonetheless. She was a good nurturer. She was a great cook. And she would make a good mother one day. He always pined for a life of stability, having had to go through his parents divorce when he was young. He wanted the opposite in his own life. A calm and peaceful marriage. And she provided him with that. The
  17. C. Henderson
    “Hi, I’m Andy and I’m an alcoholic,” Andy said standing in the medium sized dimly lit room, talking to a large group of people. Their faces ranged in age, ethnicity, and gender, but they all had something in common, something in their eyes that sought redemption. But if anyone was in a desperate need of absolution, it was Andy. He had finally had enough of living with his dark secret. He wanted the freedom of truth, no matter the personal cost. “Hi Andy,” the gathered group replied. Andy
  18. C. Henderson
    Thank you 🙏🏻 Appreciate you for sticking with the story.
  19. C. Henderson
    Andy woke up feeling like trash. His bones in pain, his throat burning, his stomach in knots and the nausea spreading like wildfire through his body. Yet this terrible feeling was not foreign to him. His suspicions about where he was were confirmed when he weakly looked around and recognized the hospital setting, yet again. He felt bad for the doctors and the nurses who had to work on him and save his life, time and time again. He wouldn’t hold it against them if they had just given up. If
  20. C. Henderson
    Absolutely, those are dire statistics. And the CPS system is painfully broken.
  21. C. Henderson
    Absolutely tragic. Too many stories like this out there.
  22. C. Henderson
    “Get up, little asshole!” six-year-old Andy felt his twin mattress shake underneath him with force, but he wasn’t startled. This was the typical morning routine for him. In fact, this was nicer than usual—only one kick today. Little Andy got up and proceeded to dutifully make his bed. It wasn’t required of him, in fact, his mother hadn’t been to his room in about three months so she wouldn’t know any different. She most likely wouldn’t know if a dinosaur lived under Andy’s bed. But the little bo
  23. C. Henderson
    David Andrews hadn’t made a new friend in years. In fact, it felt like for thirteen years he only spoke with cops, his parents, employees and store clerks. Nobody wanted to socialize with a man who only ever droned on about his murdered child. It brought down everyone’s mood, it killed everyone’s vibe. Years after the accident, there were very few people who could even stand to be around him. He was a social pariah. A man who couldn’t cope with grief gracefully. He became messy, and people didn’
  24. C. Henderson
    🤣
  25. C. Henderson
    Correct. Andy was 6 at the time of accident.
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