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Her New Ancestral Home

“We are close, Julie.” But he was aware, with his words, that she wasn’t behind him. He had not even noticed that the grip on his belt had loosened, he was so consumed with their forward progress.

Her Hunt His Folly

Lydia Ink Horror / Short Fiction

Hunting is habit forming. Some hunt for food, some hunt to test physical or emotional limits. Habit is formed when hunting is for fun.

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