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		<title>The Wings Behind the Wallpaper</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2025 03:24:47 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Part I Sarah couldn’t remember the exact moment the fever began. It might have been the second night back from the hospital, or the third, when the baby wouldn’t stop crying and Dan had given her that look. Not irritated, just tired in a way...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Callum’s Garden</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2025 20:11:16 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Braden Powell tends the most envied garden in Graybury, a flourishing oasis that seems almost enchanted. But behind its locked gates and beneath its fertile soil lie secrets shaped by sorrow. His wife, Meredith, lives in the shadows of their home, haunted by the loss of their son and the silence that followed. When justice fails the family once more, Braden finds himself turning to the one place he understands: the garden. A brooding tale of loss, revenge, and the strange roots of healing, this story asks what we’re willing to bury—and what may grow from it.]]></description>
		
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		<title>Leftovers</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2025 22:53:25 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Snowed in and grieving the sudden loss of his wife, Wendell turns to an old cast-iron pot for comfort. But as the meals simmer and the past begins to stir, he finds that some recipes are more than just tradition—they're ritual. With each bite, he draws closer to the one he lost... but something else might be coming back with her. A haunting meditation on grief, memory, and the thin line between devotion and possession, Leftovers serves a slow-burning horror that lingers long after the final course.]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Black Bloom</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Apr 2025 05:50:43 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Justine Carrington has spent her life watching Langston Hollow slowly fall apart, but when strange black flowers begin blooming at the sites of every new tragedy, she realizes the town’s decay is more than mere bad luck. As she uncovers the chilling connection between grief, guilt, and the unnatural growth overtaking her home, Justine must confront the painful truths she's long ignored. A haunting meditation on sorrow and inevitability, this story will leave you questioning what takes root when we let our regrets fester.]]></description>
		
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		<title>Unperson</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Mar 2025 06:16:27 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Part I Elliot Foster had never considered himself important enough to be noticed, let alone targeted. His work was dull, procedural—precisely the kind of job that ensured he remained anonymous in a world increasingly governed by algorithms and automated oversight. Each morning, he logged into...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Dead Man’s Tides</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Feb 2025 17:00:25 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Every year, Sam Guidry casts his line into the bayou where his grandfather disappeared decades ago. It’s a ritual, a quiet act of remembrance for the man the water never gave back. But when Sam hooks something unnatural—something that refuses to let go—he finds himself tangled in the bayou’s oldest secrets. As the past claws its way to the surface, Sam must confront the truth behind his grandfather’s fate and make an impossible choice before the tide turns against him. A gripping tale of folklore, family, and the eerie pull of the unknown, Dead Man’s Tides will haunt you long after the last page.]]></description>
		
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