The Mortar & The Fall
They put us in a closet.
Longtime reader from New York, writing stories when the day job quiets down, in a voice that is plain and direct. My wheelhouse is Sci-Fi & Fantasy and NonHuman, told in first-person past tense in a voice that is plain and direct. Always happy to hear from readers who enjoy a real plot alongside the heat. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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They put us in a closet.
The suitcase problem started before we even got out of the car.
"You're really going to race that heap of scrap?"
Six cycles.
I woke up with an arm across my ribs that wasn't mine.
The job ran late.