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[rosemarie-arthur-blog]

Rosemarie had been living in Alaska for coming up on five years now, running Wormwood Books for three. It wasn’t busy, or something that brought in a lot of money, but being the only “niche” bookshop in a town suddenly full of supernaturals did keep it interesting. She even had people asking for her tea, specifically, by blend! Thankfully, she hadn’t sold out of her favorite, a mix of dried berries, apple, pineapple and rosehip, and it was near closing time. The door was still open, of course, but she didn’t expect any more customers, so the lights were dimmed, and she was turned away from the door, brewing a cup of tea to get her through closing.

@supervvitch

[ilycs]

“I am always late on principle,” the mer began as he approached the table, removing his gloves finger by finger. “The principle being that punctuality is the thief of time.” Ilyas slid in the booth, brown eyes daring Emilia to question him. “Have you ordered yet?”

@emfrye

[ailisa-moongrove-blog]

Ailisa turned on her camera and pressed record and made sure the viewfinder was in focus before sitting in her fluffy comfy chair and put on a big smile. “Goooood day my little ladybugs!! I’ve missed you guys sooo much because I’ve been so busy meeting people and familiarizing myself with this town but I am back and I can’t wait to dish with you all! And if you’re just now tuning into my channel, welcome new ladybug! I hope this video gets you to join our little family! But first! We have a special guest here on my channel today and it isssss...” She trailed off doing a drum roll in her lap and threw her arms out to introduce the person. “ Miss Rosemarie Arthurrrrrr!!!!” 

[niicodemo-blog]

Most of the morning had been a steady downpour of rain and honestly, Nic didn’t mind. Perhaps there were more poetic ways of saying it but he simply thought the world was beautiful when it rained. He decided to get out for a walk when the rain finally took a break, taking a thin jacket and walking along the outskirts of the city. His eyes feasted on the sights around him, able to find something of interest even in the mundane. He was looking at a colorful splash of graffiti when his eyes flicked in front of him, pausing when he recognized the person a few feet ahead. It had been some time and even though Nic had met many before and after, he recognized Everett. “Good afternoon.” His voice was soft, gaze focused on the man -- the vampire -- in front of him.

@ofcvcrctt

[ellasawyer]

@lcurelpcrks

A lump formed in Ella’s throat as her eyes locked on her best friend. For her, it felt like only a few days since she had last seen Laurel, but listening in on her family had taught her that she’d been “missing” for two weeks now. Dead, and none of them knew. Thinking she wouldn’t be seen -- her family had been oblivious to her presence, and no one else had appeared to notice her -- she closed the distance between herself and her friend, arms wrapped tightly around her own waist. Although not expecting her to hear, she had to try. “Laur?”