Kleo Erili
Stories
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240
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553.9 K
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Reading
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What. The. Hell. His little body began to tremble, overwhelmed by impressions and feelings he couldn't categorize. Jacob tried to think clearly, but his brain refused to process the situation. Okay, let's summarize this. I just drowned. Then... nothing? And now I'm a toddler in the city of glowing mushrooms. With... purple mushroom... people? Sure. Perfectly normal. Everyday situation. Happens in the best families. He looked at his tiny hands. They were violet. Oh. The tall figure who had…-
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For eighteen years, it was Jacob Williams' ironclad principle to stay out of trouble. That principle died with him on a rainy April afternoon beneath the surface of cold-ass Lake Whothefuckcares. But of course, Jacob Williams didn't know that when he got up that morning. Strictly speaking, he didn't have any thoughts in his head, which was still foggy from sleep, but only felt a general disgust at the early ringing of the alarm clock as he pulled on his gray T-shirt. The shirt was the product of careful…-
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Chloe lay on the mattress, breathing heavily. "That was great!" Rick called out from behind the cameras. "Really great work, everyone!" She tried to sit up, but her thighs immediately protested. Her muscles felt soft and overworked, like after a workout that was way too intense. Cum stuck to her stomach, her breasts, her face, slowly drying on her skin. Used and satisfied. The two feelings existed simultaneously within her, without contradicting each other in the slightest. That was new. A…-
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The door handle moved. In the next two seconds, everything happened at once: Chloe made a decision, her stomach clenched painfully, and Chloe Heart took control of the steering wheel. When Ben opened the door, she was already standing, had turned away from the desk, and was beaming at him. "Ben! Is everything okay with your car?" He stepped inside and slammed the door behind him. "Yeah, yeah. Some kind of electrical fault, I had to disconnect the battery. That means Maven has to drive me home…-
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"You hacked into Ben's system?" Morgan raised both hands. "Tried. I tried to hack into his system." Chloe stared at her. She sat on Morgan's worn-out sofa, her legs tucked under her. Morgan's notepad and two now-empty coffee cups were on the coffee table between them. "It didn't work." Morgan leaned back in her desk chair and ran both hands through her short dark hair. "And I failed. Miserably, if I'm honest." "How miserably?" "Four days wasted miserable. Four days in which I tried…-
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"What did you find out?" Chloe took a deep breath. "Quite a bit. But a lot of it is fragments that I can't piece together. What do you have?" "Ladies first." Chloe snorted. "Not sure I'm much of a lady, but okay." Then she began to recount the results of her investigation, chronologically and step by step. About Ben Ziegler, Randy Miles, Valeria Cruz, and what went on at their parties, Elena Rodriguez, Trevor Knight, Madeline Stokes, Lucia DeVries, and Ethan Cooper. Morgan took notes…-
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"Where did you get that?" Her voice sounded different now, no longer bubbly, but rougher. But there was still a smile on her face. The smile she had become so accustomed to that she didn't even notice when she faked it anymore, just lingered on her lips. Morgan watched her closely. "I researched Samantha's murder extensively back then," she said quietly. "I wrote more articles than my editors wanted. The case stayed with me, even after everyone else had long since moved on. I thought that if I…-
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Maven looked up briefly from her phone when Chloe came through the door. She made only a vague gesture toward Ben's office, like a traffic cop waving cars through. "He's waiting." "Thanks." It was strange how quickly she had gotten used to this office and meeting with her agent. As familiar as the school bus back in high school. Chloe shuddered briefly at the thought. Then she knocked and entered. Ben's desk was surprisingly messy, covered with printouts, spreadsheets, and highlighters around…-
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Rick stood there, clipboard in hand, scanning the set to make sure everything was ready. The two cameras were already in position, Mike was already focusing his camera on her, and the boom operator was already discreetly hovering his mic slightly outside the camera's angle of view, ready to pick up every sigh, slap, and smack. "Everyone ready?" Rick called out. "Chloe? Guys? Sound good? Cameras rolling?" Affirmative nods all around. "Action!" Rick commanded, and it began. Chloe's heart pounded in…-
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