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Lara Croft flipped and twisted in mid-air and gracefully landed on her feet as she finished her evening workout with a flourish. But it didn't felt like any big accomplishment for her; it just felt like something she did everyday now. Lara grabbed her towel, wiping off her face and took a swing of water from her trusty field canteen. Then she exited the gym and walked back to the main hall, reflecting once again on everything that had happened. It had been three months since her business with Natla, during which time her manor had been bombed by her Doppelganger. The manor was almost completely done being rebuilt, and only a few things stil

Gwen was giddy with excitement as she walked to the Dock of Shame. Considering how crappy this summer on the set of the reality TV show "Total Drama Island" had turned out to be so far, the goth girl didn't have much to be happy or excited about. But when it came to Trent, there was a chance to turn this into the best summer ever. Gwen knew as soon as she stepped off the Boat of Losers on to the Dock of Shame that she regretted taking that dare from her younger brother to be on a reality TV show. The campground for Camp Wawanakwa was a disaster area, the other contestants weren't good company, and the show's chronically obnoxious and sadist

I awake suddenly, and sit up in bed. I listen intently. I am sure I heard her again, calling out to me. But there's nothing; it's all quiet in the room. My glowing amber eyes give a cursory scan of the bedroom, noting the tasteful furniture, the stone walls, and the moonlight shining through the windows. Satisfied there's no danger, I breathe a sigh of relief and slowly lie back down. Sometimes I think I still hear her, even though I know she's dead. Natla: my creator, my former mistress, my demon. Then I turn my head and look at the most beautiful sight in the world. There you are; I marvel at the sight. You lie next to me, sleeping pe

Gwen grunted as the masseuse's fingers rubbed into her back as she lay on her stomach on the table and tried to ease out the tension that had been building up for some time now. It felt like she'd been waiting for this day forever: it was her wedding day. She had a reason to be all knotted up. A part of her years ago thought this day would never come; she never thought she would marry, never thought she would wear a white dress, and even worried she'd never find her one true love. Finally, she was going to marry the one person in the world able to give her the love and support she needed: Eva, her fellow contestant from the old reality "Tot