by loveonthefarm Detective Damian Jersey was on the move. The Wednesday afternoon sun blared high overhead. Heat shimmered in the air. He’d left his partner behind, struck out on his own. The crush of bodies crowding the park was overwhelming, and voices—some chanting, some singing, some yelling—cluttered Jersey’s ears, but his goal, glimmering silver […]
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by loveonthefarm illustrated by cloven (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/335893.html) “Please,” Avery said, “please, please tell me you’re all kidding.” They grinned; and then, across from him, in unison, Elise, Shayna, Simon, and Nicky shook their heads. “You’re getting married.” Avery put his head in his hands. That couldn’t be right. “All of you. This spring.” Shayna rubbed […]
by loveonthefarm (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/331747.html) Anya woke with a ghost. It lingered in her ears, an echo knocking around in her skull. Her hand was already underneath her pillow, touching warm metal, by the time her rational mind caught up to her instincts and her fast-beating heart. Nothing more than the dampened sound of bone on […]
by cloven and loveonthefarm (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/328191.html) Slowly, the rope pulled taut. “That should do it,” Reagan said. Careful, he ran his finger along the edge of the rope, touch featherlight and electric where it brushed against Seth’s skin. “How are you feeling?” Every breath felt like a hurricane. Seth was trembling–he could feel it where […]
by loveonthefarm (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/316602.html) “I thought we weren’t supposed to use work to take care of personal business.” Nate stops shuffling through a week’s worth of unread mail to give Sasha a flatly unamused look. “Okay, two things. One: it is a Thursday night, and 90% of our traffic—college kids—is otherwise occupied. I haven’t seen […]
by loveonthefarm illustrated by cloven (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/308299.html) It’s a beautiful August day–sunny, warm, and lively–and Tory is stuck inside. He’s been stuck inside all morning, moving into his new dorm room and unpacking, but now it’s two in the afternoon, and he’s going stir-crazy. Voices and music from the Student Activities Fair on the front […]