John took a fist full of May's bloodied golden hair, pulled back her head, and hit her with a right cross. Blood spewed out of her mouth, and the aggravated man dropped May's head.   May silently snarled, still working on her writs. She gasped softly, realizing she had done it. Her hands were free. Action time.

You're not so young anymore The years have aged us all Desire has only gotten strong Abilities more defined The traps you set are...

Mindy tossed and turned in her twin-size bed for the tenth night. What had started as a slight fever had unraveled into night terrors....