My Fiction. My Blog. My Life:After braving the vast world of the internet with fanfictions, I've decided to expand my portfolio with short stories, blog posts, and snippets of my novel.
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Gar lightly tapped on the keyboard, flipping through the same several photos again. Beside him Raven drummed her fingers on her chin.
“So, September 21st in a country club?” She hummed, thinking it over. “Sounds a little cheesy.” “Cabin in the woods? Small group, only close friends and family.” Gar murmured, still clicking. “Unless you prefer a haunted mansion owned by a pack of vampires? I doubt that’ll fit in with the senators’ wives you’ll have to talk to.” He teased, quickly glancing at her. But she ignored the comment. “Hmm, alright. We’ll have to pick somewhere low key and unknown. Maybe it was your father’s private cabin.” Raven hopped off the desk, “I’m gonna get more tea.” The chair squeaked slightly as Gar leaned back. “Yeah, I could use more water.” Gar said as he tipped his glass a tad. Rising, he followed her out the door. They had spent several hours reviewing their undercover target. Now it was time to set up their fake lives. Raven had been on a few undercover assignments, though only one had been with the changeling. Together they could pick up on a variety of things from emotions and external mental control, to heart rates and subtle important smells from hidden items. And after their last successful mission, Raven knew they had found a good partnership. But this was their first mission going as a couple.
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AuthorI am split between a world of fantasies and science. {Blog}
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