Chapter 6

The warning came halfway through the fifth period.

“Pete,” he said softly, holding his arms open.

Pete's Vagina
87. Spikes
by Erin Halfelven

Rain was pouring down as Vienna and Diana dashed out of their rented house and into the waiting car. The overcast skies and the approaching dusk hid their activities very well.

“Get in the back,” said the driver, who had identified himself as Bob Harrington.

A retelling of Pinocchio's most infamous detour, for the 2026 Summer Island Getaway Challenge. When Pinocchio runs away with a friend to Pleasant Island instead of coming home to become a real boy, he discovers the island has a very particular transformation in store for its visitors. And not everyone who escapes the island gets away clean.

Authors Note: This will be the last chapter of Mud Creek I post here. I finished the book recently and have been editing, adding, and rewriting some scenes. There are 2 chapters left after this one. Thank you for everyone who read and especially, Dallas, Emma Anne, Joanne, Teri Ann, Patricia, KayD and anyone else who commented. Those comments kept me writing all through the Winter to finish this. I can't thank you ladies enough. As for Mud Creek Sarah, her story is complete for now. As for this Sarah, who knows we're still writing.

Love you!

When teenage superhero Prodigious Girl accompanies her mentor to a mysterious tropical resort for superheroes and supervillains, her best friend Caleb gets transformed into the pigtailed heroine Hissyfit—and what starts as a chaotic island getaway turns into a romantic, reality-bending identity crisis. (A tale of Faraday City. It's a superhero adventure/comedy sequel to my story Identity Crisis, but it's accessible to new readers if you want to jump right in!)

Drew Balor was at 1st fairway of Three Rivers Country Club in a tux pacing back and forth while taking a long drag from his cigarette. He wished he could calm down but knew he would not. His nervousness has been building up for the last year so how he felt has been par for the course for him. This state of mind all started by him asking Becky Stewart to be his wife. All the groom wanted was for this day to be perfect for who he saw as his perfect mate.

Alejandro never knew what hit him.

The Thing That Knows What It Is
by Joyce Melton

Victim
A Short Story
By Maryanne Peters

Every crime scene is different, even though they all look the same after a while. They even smell the same, when you walk past the uniformed cop on the door and smell the iron in the blood, and maybe a trace of feces from the fear or a pierced gut.