Namid (Kelsey Anne Lovelady)

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Dream Walker September 17, 2022

Disownment

No. The only good that would come from me answering the phone was I might get answers. I could get some answers if she took enough time to calm down from her rage and explain what the hell we had both clearly just experienced, and I needed answers.

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Dream Walker June 2, 2022

Generational Curse

I shot up in my bed, sweat beading down my head and face. I felt like someone had just been choking me. Oxygen burned my throat as I gasped for air.

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Dream Walker February 14, 2022

The Cabin On The Bayou

Prime suspect identified.” As if on cue, everything that Sani had opened—all the windows, doors, drawers, and cabinets—slammed shut simultaneously. I couldn’t stop myself from jumping at the sound, and I cursed myself for letting…whatever it was set me ill-at-ease.

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Dream Walker January 8, 2022

Envision

But what about the other services I wanted to provide? How does one advertise for incubi/succubi hunting and ritual work? It felt foolish to make that information easy to find, like putting it in a newspaper ad or social media site.

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Dream Walker November 16, 2021

Uprooted

Smoke and concrete filled my nose. My body was filled with this phantom sensation I had felt so many times, but I never got used to it, no matter how many experiences I had. I couldn’t feel my hair weigh my head or shoulders down; instead, it was gently tumbling up above my head like it would in water.

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Dream Walker October 11, 2021

Strange Bedfellows

I bit my tongue, at a complete loss for words. I didn’t think anyone would catch onto my motivations so quickly. I thought I played my intentions close to my chest. Not even my family knew the full picture of why I wanted to move to New Orleans and start my business. And it took this…this monster two conversations to figure me out.

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Dream Walker September 18, 2021

Cat and Mouse

The hand I kept under my pillow to support my head gripped the tangled net that I kept there. I had two more just like it hidden beneath my air mattress just in case. I was ready. I just need to wait for the right opportunity.
That opportunity came when a rough, feverish hand fell to my bare shoulder, gripping it possessively.

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Dream Walker August 4, 2021

New Hunting Grounds

I whipped around, preparing to kick this boy’s balls further up into his body, when a black leather jacket slid between us, cutting off the violent contact. “Pardon me,” a velvety British accent interjected, “but I believe the lady has made it clear that she is not interested in maintaining a conversation with you, sir.”

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Dream Walker July 15, 2021

A Girl Without A Tribe

Find something to enjoy about your new home. My father’s last words echoed in my head. I could still feel his cracked lips on my forehead, where he gave me a farewell kiss. My vision blurred with stinging emotions that threatened to drip down my cheeks.

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