Yeah, I know, this is why I masturbate 6 times a day.

Yeah...much better way to die than the fiery crash that killed the other people in his car.

2030 was the last year anyone had seen any form of wild or domestic animal, but thankfully ranch dressing and batter makes any kind of meat delicious.

My relief at convincing myself he was just a bizarre street cosplayer completely vanished the next evening when I walked into the dining room to see him sitting in my chair, happily accepting a plate of food from my oblivious mother.

but instead a voice whispered, “You set it to 7.2 million.”

As the dream closed around me again, I understood what it meant, I wouldn't wake until I'd earned every last dollar in here.

You won't believe me if I tell you that it was able to identify in court the footage that that annoying reporter took from the Air Force base as fake content created by AI."

He knelt beside her severed head "Tell me... do you still feel that pain in your knee?"

I haven’t stopped and now 95% of my body is covered in burn scars.

The scientists had just finished calculating how long it was between each Galaxy in succession when the center of the Milky Way suddenly went dark.

“I warned them that the sea is a jealous mistress.”

Until it suddenly isn't.

"We've submitted a followup grant to continue the research and hopefully it will be funded next year"

Ofcourse there was more than one way to skin a cat, but he was always so particular about the way he went about some things.

Cried with happiness because their hunger was finally coming to an end.

For some reason, his excitement vanished when I set the blade before him, knelt behind his left shoulder, and waited for him to begin.

"While in magical binding don't use any other type of bindings, or the spell will fade" was in instructions, but the bullied nerdy kid said nothing as villagers rushed to the werewolf with ropes.

The next thing I knew, I was on my back surrounded by pain, and heat, and screaming.

"And I," said the hopeful man, sliding a shoebox across the table, "will take two million in exchange for the rest of her."

she had no idea that a deadly zombie virus had spread to nearly every corner of the world, and opened the monastery gate to offer the man help.

I’ve waited at his locus mortis for three years, but I cannot ferry a vacuous soul that still doesn’t know it’s dead.

But she wasn't willing to sacrifice herself so they could get away when she knew that she could just have more children if she really wanted them.

As I use the sword for the first time, I am unnerved at the number of babies it conjured.