[Buffy the Vampire Slayer Fanfic] Wild at Heart…Continued

*Note: Takes place right after Willow and Oz’s breakup in Wild at Heart (Season 4, Episode 6). What if the scene didn’t end there? What if Willow stopped Oz before he drove away? Would she be able to convince him to stay? Or maybe…convince him to let her leave with him?


Willow ran out of Oz’s room, ignoring Devon’s startled shout as the two nearly collided in the hallway. Her tears blurred her vision, but she had long memorized the layout of Oz’s off-campus house. Sprinting through the hallway, she pivoted at the staircase and zoomed down the stairs without losing speed. Her thoughts raced with her. He better not have left yet. If he was going to break her heart, then he should at least let her yell at him before leaving with the pieces.

She threw the front door open. Oz’s blue van slowly pulled away from the curb, and Willow screamed out. “DANIEL OSBOURNE!”

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[Poetry] Where I Belong

Sometimes life gets in the way,
Sometimes it’s just me.
Sometimes I blink
—and in the blink of an eye—
A day fades to many.

Loud voices that quiet to whispers,
Vivid hues that dull to grey,
And always a sense of something missing
Something lost and gone astray.

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Goodreads Summer Reading Challenge

Stephen King said, “If you want to be a writer, you must do two things above all others: read a lot and write a lot.” Well, since the scorching New York heat is providing a good reason not to go outside my air-conditioned-existence, this seems as good a time as any to Take On The Goodreads Summer Reading Challenge

I’m reading my way through the Beginners list and wanted to share with you all. Feel free to share your thoughts too!

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[Criminal Minds Fanfic] Head Count

They expected a gruesome sight, but that didn’t prevent their stomachs from churning like they all rode the worst roller-coaster of their lives, the minute Agent Derek Morgan kicked down the suspect’s door.

The smell bombarded their senses, reeking of ripe feces and rotting flesh. Amputated limbs were strewn around the room like grotesque Lego blocks. The wooden floor was a sticky mass of blood, and the agents detected what looked like a wayward eyeball and squishy piles of intestines dispersed throughout.

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