Emily Wilson
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The appearance of the heroine in gleaming power armor had brought the room to a hush. The silence only allowed Dragon’s words to carry, bouncing off the hard floor, reaching the assembled students and staff of Arcadia High. A low murmur ran through the room like an almost imperceptible aftershock, informing anyone and everyone who hadn’t been in earshot. I could see Emma too, or I could see glimpses of her, between the students that were backing away from the front of the room. Already pale in…-
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From the moment Charlotte had sent her text, I’d been bracing myself for the worst case scenario. I’d resolved the situation with Greg, and I’d had just enough time to let my guard down before things started falling apart A guard stopped me in my tracks before I was three steps out of the office, arresting me mid-stride by setting his hands on my shoulders. I resisted the urge to fight him. I wasn’t sure I “No running, kid,” he said. He let me go, and I resisted the urge to breathe a sigh…
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“ “I’m hurt, Taylor. It’s been a while since we had a chance to talk. We used to be friends, don’t you remember?” “I remember,” I replied. Didn’t want to get caught up in this. At the same time, I wasn’t sure I wanted to back down, either. I glanced around at the others. I needed a better term for the people who’d stayed, a name for that particular clique. They’d approached us, interested, but were hanging back enough to indicate they weren’t about to jump to my defense.…
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It couldn’t be easy. No. Everything was finally starting to settle down, and then this. Inconvenient timing, inconvenient in every way. It had to be at the high school, of all places. Tattletale and Grue would be meeting with the Ambassadors soon. That took them out of the running, as far as people I could call. Forrest was just a little too old and a little too attention-grabbing to be seen lurking around the local high school. Regent, Imp or Bitch? I was trying to I pressed Charlotte for more…
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I stepped out of the shower, but I didn’t dry off. It was hot out, and the cold beads of moisture on my skin offered something of a reprieve. I felt acutely aware of the breeze blowing into the room, as it traced frigid lines against my body. My hair was wet, plastered to my neck, shoulders and back, and water ran down from the individual locks of hair in thin streams. More than anything, the cool sensation of the wet hair on my head was a contrast to the workings inside my skull. It wasn’t even seven…
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“Ballet, horseback riding, modeling classes or violin. Pick “Or, or, or, maybe I don’t pick “And?” she could hear a weariness in her father’s voice. He checked over his shoulder and then turned the car into a side street. A bag with assorted tubs of ice cream sat on the divider between the pair of them. “Maybe you give a second thought to moving? There’s really nice places just a little way South, and I’d still be going to the same school,…
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The heroes found positions and opened fire on Echidna. The difference in I didn’t want anyone else running or flying headlong into the thread, so I gathered my more harmless and useless bugs in a thick cluster around each piece of thread, until each thread appeared to be a black bar a half-foot across. Clockblocker appeared at my side. He was in fighting shape, though he didn’t look it with his damaged costume. “Anything I can do?” he asked. “Anything else set up?” I shook my head. “She…
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The Eidolon-clone apparently wasn’t worried about the mass of armed heroes that were mobilized against him. No, his concern was being naked. He touched Alexandria, and she flickered. When the flickering died out, she was dressed in a costume; a long white cape, a white bodysuit with high boots and elbow length gloves and a stylized helmet that let her long black hair flow free. The tower on her chest was a tumbled ruin. The ruined lighthouse. A mockery of her other self, the colors reversed. I Legend…
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The Grue Echidna had created turned his attention to the rest of us. His power massed around him and then flowed forth like a tidal wave of crude oil. I was already atop Atlas, rising into the air. I couldn’t avoid the fact that Scapegoat was in the truck, and if we were separated- I flew after the wave of darkness, tracing its path as it met Scapegoat’s van and making my best guess at where it would wind up. The darkness hit a wall, and the van materialized, solid once more. More heroes were…
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