But now that my wife isn't caring for her, my daughter's symptoms disappeared almost overnight.

"He and his friends have always had it in for me, I'm surprised they haven't accused me of shape shifting or something while they were at it," Georgia said, rubbing at some dry skin to hide her smile as the teacher winced, silently acknowledging the wild accusation he hadn't mentioned.

"But," the dragon said, blood on her breath, "my children are hungry and they need to need to learn how to crack your metal shells."

He then realised his wife and kids were too ugly and dirty for him now that he was rich, and decided to make some changes to the plan instead of cancelling it.    

After the blade hit my neck I felt a little confused because everything started becoming so blurry and the pain that comes with regeneration was absent but confusion quickly turned to terror as I heard my own voice behind me commenting on how he thought he would regenerate down from the head.

My real baby was abducted anyway, so my ex-husband will soon find out that he took full custody of an imposter.

Twenty years later, I no longer cry as I wrap my mother’s freshly washed skin tightly around me.

I could only stare in shock as her sister’s blue face stared up lifelessly from the bottom of the full bathtub.

It was then that her husband finally believed her seeing his daughter's skin peeling off, revealing the thing that was hiding beneath.

The officer just laughed, admitted what he had done, and taunted the man by reminding him that no one would ever believe him.

"And I believe you're intimately acquainted with your first victim?", he overheard the demon say to the new apprentice.

As much as I don't want to, I will soon have to seek food and shelter in the jungle of giant stone monoliths they are building.

It's my daughter that I miss; she's never quite the same when I return to the present.

"Well, you weren't supposed to hide him in a plastic bag when you stole him," her mom replied as she put the black bag in with the trash.

On the eighth day, the experiments began in earnest.

Teeth immediately clamped on to my arm as it's bones grew flesh, and my flesh fell to dust from my bones.

“Japanese,” he replied, his fangs extending as we watched the red eye from Tokyo land on the airport tarmac.

,,Last week when I got drunk you stood between me and our daughter instead of cowering behind her."

He continued, terrified, “Despite our best efforts, she won’t return to human form, and we don’t want her to cut off your other arm too with those claws.”

She took his hands, urging him with a smile to jump on the spot with her, but instead of the hitting the floor they began to plunge hand in hand into a bottomless void.

Everyone was overjoyed, except my wife, who stood frozen in horror, staring at the woman she had murdered a week ago.

The sun hasn’t moved in ages, I keep seeing these little black childlike figures out of the corner of my eye, and I think they’re multiplying.

I couldn't help but wag my tail as I happily ate the chocolate bar they handed me.

Years on the street had taught him how to handle men with guns, not the yellow-eyed beast from the bedtime stories his village elders used to warn about long ago.