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There are many reasons why people would buy a large mansion. Status. Prestige. Privacy. All of the above. For Vampirella, her case definitely belonged to the third case, and she preferred it that way. After all, being a creature in her line of ‘work’ has the inate ability to attract uninvited ‘guests’, either human or not. Price is not a problem, if you are in her line of business. Besides, ...
Vampirella slowly regained consciousness. It took her a little while to get her bearings. Looking around she remembered the happenings that led to her being dragged off LexCorp Tower by one powerful superwoman called Mandi Olson, flown out into outer space, before being dropped unceremoniously on the stone pedestal in this hidden cave. The moment Mandi extracted the cursed green rock from within ...
BEING UNDEAD - Chapter 10 – The day after in Adelaide “And here I was thinking to myself how should I wake you up. Looks like food does have an effect on you.” Luke remarked cheekily as he watched Kara cleaning up everything that was laid on her plate. “Hey, superheroines should also be able to enjoy food whenever and wherever they maybe, no?” Ravenous, Kara merely looked up and grinned ...
Michael Lyndsay was just waking up from his slumber when he heard the commotion outside the dorm. There were muffled screams and shouts outside his room for whatever reason, and he pulled his curtain slightly to have a look. Mumbling slightly about having a room on the ground floor, he squinting out into the morning sun, and saw tens of people gathering outside seemingly pointing towards a large ...
Luke awoke to the sound of pans and plates clinking, the smell of fried bacon wafting into his room from the kitchen space below. It took him quite a while before his mind cleared enough for him to recall that there is another tenant in his house. He sat up, peeked through the closed curtains to catch the early rays of the sun just starting to appear in the sky. Checking the clock, the digital ...
“You’ve been holding out on me, Luke.” Luke spluttered slightly into his morning coffee, scalding his tongue slightly on that comment. “Wait, what? What do you mean?” “You never told me that you are into cosplay.” It’s Saturday morning, and THIS time Luke had managed to pull himself out of bed on time at 6am (YES!) to finally do a leisurely lap around the housing area. Along the way he had ...
It was already pushing 7pm when Father Merrin pushed through the wooden doors of the church, making his way into Unity Church located just within the vicinity of the University of Adelaide. It had been a long day. Long, but fulfilling, for he had just come from a multi-faith discussion forum in the city, where he and many leaders of different faiths had engaged the public in discussing how each ...
“Thank you for agreeing to see us, Mr Luthor.” Lois opened the conversation after both she and Clark sat down on the long couch in Lex’ lavishly decorated penthouse office, with Metropolis city as their backdrop from the large glass panels towards their back. The office is so large that there is a separate bar and lounge area for tete a tete, which is still separated from the office area for ...
Luke Livingston was just about to enter his house in the evening, when he realised that he wasn’t alone. Turning around, he sighed a breath of relief when he realised who it was “Whoa, Kara, you gave me a fright alright. I thought you are out with friends? And how come…” indicating towards her budding chest…”you’re in this shape? Are you ok?” Kara was not feeling ok. In fact, she was thirsty. ...
Already past 3am, Paul Tanner finally closed-up his bar for the night. it was all that he could do to finally cajole, coax and even toss a few of them out so that he can finally clean-up and close shop. Even tougher given that he needed to manage everything on his own this warm summer night. Burly and approaching 50, Paul used to be a dock worker before he was laid off more than 15 years ago. He ...