The Invitation Next Door
I was just supposed to help Mrs. Carter move a box. Fourteen years old, lanky, nervous, and completely unprepared for what waited behind that door. She smiled like she knew something I didn’t—something about me, about her, about the way my hands trembled when she whispered, 'You’re in charge now.' I didn’t understand… until I did. And once I crossed that line, there was no going back.I knocked on the door because Mom said she needed help with something heavy. Mrs. Carter opened it in yoga pants and a loose sweater, her eyes too wide, her smile too slow. 'You came,' she said, like I’d fulfilled some promise I never made. The house smelled like vanilla and something sharper—fear, maybe. Or anticipation.
She led me past the living room, not toward the garage like Mom mentioned, but down the hall to her bedroom. The door clicked shut behind me. My throat went dry. 'It’s okay,' she whispered, kneeling without warning. 'You can tell me what to do.'
My heart hammered so hard I thought it would crack a rib. This wasn’t right. This wasn’t normal. But her hands were folded in her lap, her head bowed, waiting.
Did I walk out? Did I whisper a command just to see what happened? Or did I ask who put her in this position—and why they chose me?
phill canaday
works: 2
Dreamweaver Awakening
I didn’t mean to slip into Mom’s dream. It just… happened. One second I was drifting off, the next I was standing in our kitchen ten years ago, watching her cry over a letter I’d never seen. I could feel her sadness like it was my own. And when I whispered, ‘It’ll be okay,’ she turned—and smiled. The next morning, she made pancakes for the first time in years. Coincidence? Maybe. But now I’m wondering… what if I can change more than dreams?
Extreme Rescue
A blizzard traps Silvermoon Patrol captain Seraphina in a glacial crevasse, her wolf powers drained by mysterious silver dust. As death approaches, she sends two wolf pups to find her boyfriend Xander—the head of Search and Rescue who's never failed a mission. But duty and deception collide when Xander chooses to rescue his ex-girlfriend Daisy instead, leaving Seraphina to perish alone in the ice. Now trapped between life and death as a spirit, Seraphina watches as Daisy's manipulations and Xander's misplaced loyalty threaten not just her legacy, but the lives of those who tried to save her.
Whore
You were sold at sixteen. Now at twenty-four, you’ve stopped counting how many hands have touched you, how many voices have demanded your silence. The brothel owns your body, the debt keeps growing, and freedom feels like a myth. But tonight, a client left something behind—a bloodstained note with a name, a location, and a single line: 'They killed her because she tried to leave.' This could be a way out. Or it could get you buried.
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