• Dark red and orange sunset sky with dramatic, swirling clouds. In the center, a decorative red-orange label with the title 'The Prince’s Secret' in white serif font.
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    Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction. It is an adaptation inspired by the fairy tales owned by the Grimm Brothers, Jacob and Wilhelm. This story is not associated with Disney’s adaptations, their added characters, or story elements. Lyanna and I push deeper into the forest, the world closing in around us. The path tightens ...
  • Blurred led lights that read "Merry Christmas"
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    In 1859, Darwin introduced his theory of human evolution. He described “survival of the fittest” as the idea that those most adapted to their environment were more prone to live and procreate. Perhaps Charles underestimated that survival involves more than physics. Fast-forward to the present. Our intellect, ability to mimic socially desirable skills, willpower, and ...
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    I was too far into my memories to detect the emptiness of the wooden house; the silence that fell to the pigeons perched on the branches of the mango tree outside. The rocking chair, with its comforting creaks, grew quiet behind me, and the warm sensation that permeated my body and relaxed my soul vanished ...
  • white sandy beach with clear blue water and footprints
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    I followed Riley to catch up with the group. Our discussion left me feeling a little uneasy. The mention of a cult was disturbing. I stashed this idea for future contemplation. “So, you think all people are characters? Can you envision our roles?” I eyed the others. “I mean, Kathy is the sweetheart, but I ...
  • The text "Zombie Killer Squad by Jessi Hoff" is set against a yellow-green background.
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    With every ounce of energy, I force air into my burning lungs and dodge Asher’s final blow. Falling to the floor, I gasp for breath. My muscles scream, aching from my hour-long training session. “I can always work you harder, cupcake,” Asher taunts, an eyebrow raised. His words ignite a flush in my cheeks. During ...
  • A dark, shadowed bundle of pomegranates with the text Of Lockets and Pomeganates.
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    Hades was all bark and very little bite. You’re mine, he’d told her, and he had meant it. She was his, but his declaration didn’t translate into claiming Pandora in that primal way he wished he could. Instead, it meant they settled into an easy routine that normal couples tended did. He didn’t know the ...
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    Mother birds are among the most devoted caregivers in the animal world. They hide their eggs, search tirelessly for food, and stay alert to every threat. Their love is quiet but fierce. And when the time comes, they offer one last gift to their kin: a gentle push into the world below them.  Flying always ...
  • Dark red and orange sunset sky with dramatic, swirling clouds. In the center, a decorative red-orange label with the title 'The Prince’s Secret' in white serif font.
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    Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction. It is an adaptation inspired by the fairy tales owned by the Grimm Brothers, Jacob and Wilhelm. This story is not associated with Disney’s adaptations, their added characters, or story elements. The only place I can think of going is Kendra’s. Her family lives in the commoner section ...
  • A dark, shadowed bundle of pomegranates with the text Of Lockets and Pomeganates.
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    100 Years Later; Pandora’s Third Death   The days before Persephone returned to his Underworld were always full of anxiety. She’d shown she’d never love him. Every time she returned, her mind remained on her mother, Demeter, and the sunlight that warmed her skin. Being cursed to spend six months of the year in his Underworld ...
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    At the end of the night, the space grew silent. The booming bass ceased, and loud conversations disappeared. Only sounds heard were Nick and the runners counting the register. This part of the night had become Lacey’s favorite part of the evening: a sensory reset and calm she needed to clean up and go home. ...