{"id":257764,"date":"2026-07-13T15:48:33","date_gmt":"2026-07-13T12:48:33","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/curses-and-cornstalks-rk-pierce\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T15:48:33","modified_gmt":"2026-07-13T12:48:33","slug":"curses-and-cornstalks-rk-pierce","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/curses-and-cornstalks-rk-pierce\/","title":{"rendered":"Curses And Cornstalks – RK Pierce"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Like the fact that everyone I knew is now dead. \u201cIt\u2019s nice,\u201d Cassie says, thankfully interrupting my train of thought. \u201cVery different from what I\u2019m used to. Quiet, peaceful for the most part. I don\u2019t think I\u2019m made for farm-life though.\u201d \u201cNo?\u201d I\u2019ve slowed down now, in slightly less of a hurry to reach the end of the field, and Cassie is walking half a step behind me. It\u2019s much easier to watch her, to study her features, without having to crane my neck to see her.<\/p>\n

She shakes her head. \u201cI\u2019m not much of a morning person, and we have to get up super early to do chores. Though, if I\u2019m honest, I\u2019m not a fan of the chores either.\u201d \u201cUnderstandable.\u201d I couldn\u2019t blame her; I always hated farm chores too. \u201cDo you plan on returning to your home, then?<\/p>\n

If you don\u2019t care for life in Cold Springs?\u201d For a long moment, she doesn\u2019t answer, and the unsettling feeling returns. Finally, she sighs. \u201cI-I can\u2019t go home. Not yet, anyway.\u201d I wait for an explanation, but she doesn\u2019t offer one. I don\u2019t pressure her. \u201cAre we lost?\u201d she asks suddenly, changing the subject. She glances worriedly behind us, like she\u2019s afraid something will spring out of the stalks and chase us. Little does she know how safe she is with me. The only thing Cassie has to worry about in this cornfield is me, and I\u2019ve already decided not to harm her.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo,\u201d I assure her, slowing down even more so that we\u2019re walking side by side. My arm brushes hers and electric sparks skitter down my limb, heating me from the inside out. \u201cIn fact, we\u2019re almost there.\u201d OceanofPDF.com Chapter Ten Cassie Almost there? There\u2019s no way. How long did I walk before I found Atticus? Two hours? \u201cI don\u2019t understand.\u201d I chance a glance over at him.<\/p>\n

The sky has darkened to scarlet and navy, but there\u2019s enough moonlight to make out his profile.<\/p>\n

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All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the publisher\/author. This is a work of fiction. Names, places, characters, and incidents are either the product of the author\u2019s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, organizations, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. Cover Design: @cinnaabunnii Formatting: R.K.<\/p>\n

Pierce OceanofPDF.com Contents Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 One Week Later Six Months Later Author Note About the Author OceanofPDF.com For everyone who\u2019s ever dreamed of getting railed by something spooky in a cornfield. This one is for you. And for Vera Valentine.<\/p>\n

This is all your fault. OceanofPDF.com Chapter One Cassie Bum-fuck nowhere. That\u2019s where I unknowingly agreed to move when my aunt and uncle offered me a place to stay. No busy city streets or public transportation. No skyscrapers or bumper-to-bumper traffic. Nothing but fucking cornfields and tumbleweeds.<\/p>\n

What did I get myself into? I groan and suppress the urge to bang my forehead against the steering wheel. I\u2019m six hours into the most uneventful car ride of my life, and it\u2019s too late to turn back now. It\u2019s my fault for not researching Cold Springs before packing my things and hitting the road, but I was so desperate to get out of the city\u2014to get away from my old life\u2014that I hadn\u2019t given it much thought.<\/p>\n

The need for distance conquered logic, and I accepted their offer without hesitation. I even quit my job as a bartender and put my bachelor’s degree on hold to make the move. All for the chance at a fresh start, a clean slate. For the chance to spread my wings and live a little. To forget everything about the four years I wasted with my ex.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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