<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Hive Mind Creators]]></title><description><![CDATA[Hive Mind Creators]]></description><link>https://www.hivemindcreators.com/collections</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2026 03:24:07 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.hivemindcreators.com/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Chapter Fifteen - Try (Maverick)]]></title><description><![CDATA[Maverick didn’t sleep the night following his conversation with Maya. He never even went home. He simply walked the neighborhood until the morning sun peeked over the horizon, bringing with it a promise of hope that Maverick no longer felt. He’d hoped for a future with Maya, and that had slipped through his fingers, no more tangible than a fistful of sand. He’d hoped to find peace after their breakup, and then spent a decade searching fruitlessly for lightning to strike him twice. He’d hoped...]]></description><link>https://www.hivemindcreators.com/post/chapter-fifteen-try-maverick</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a8b95f221368453a749d54e</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2026 00:53:31 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/4b4ac3_fbe349e15a494a90b35f7a5ee25e4cb9~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Rose Akos</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Chapter Fourteen - Unexpected (Maya)]]></title><description><![CDATA[The phone rang twice before it was picked up and the haughty derision of the familiar voice met Maya’s ears. “You are not supposed to call this number.” Maya scoffed. “It’s good to hear from you too, Mother. I do hope you are well.” “Obviously, I care for your well-being, Maria,” Prudence answered, her tone dripping with faux concern. “But you know as well as I do that tensions are still high following the disgrace of your husband’s death. We should continue keeping our distance until things...]]></description><link>https://www.hivemindcreators.com/post/chapter-fourteen-unexpected-maya</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a8b95bc4e12adafbf7e051d</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2026 00:52:38 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/4b4ac3_fbe349e15a494a90b35f7a5ee25e4cb9~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Rose Akos</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Chapter Thirteen - Anger (Maya)]]></title><description><![CDATA[Nearly a week went by without a peep from Maverick. Maya had begun to think that the unfortunate series of run-ins had finally reached its end. Until a gentle knock on the door caught her ear as she put together a midnight snack. She bent backwards to check the time on the oven. Well, an eleven-thirty-six snack. Even without checking the window, Maya instinctively knew who was at the door. She carried her popcorn with her as she pulled back the curtain to confirm, before opening the door....]]></description><link>https://www.hivemindcreators.com/post/chapter-thirteen-anger-maya</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a8b957020295cfbc4eb42de</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2026 00:51:46 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/4b4ac3_fbe349e15a494a90b35f7a5ee25e4cb9~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Rose Akos</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Chapter Twelve - Twix (Maverick)]]></title><description><![CDATA[Maverick stood on the edge of Maya’s porch for far longer than he should’ve, until the golden lights of a car’s headlights on the street ahead swept over the porch and startled him back into the moment. He stepped forward, nearly stumbling in his haste to leave her porch before someone called the police for a giant man loitering on a single mom’s porch at nearly midnight. However . . . he couldn’t go home. Not with the relentless thoughts making his head spin, and the fear pumping through his...]]></description><link>https://www.hivemindcreators.com/post/chapter-twelve-twix-maverick</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a8b953221368453a749d3e2</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2026 00:50:24 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/4b4ac3_fbe349e15a494a90b35f7a5ee25e4cb9~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Rose Akos</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Chapter Eleven - Remember (Maya)]]></title><description><![CDATA[The room was quiet. A new romcom played on the TV, though Maya had the volume low to not wake the kids. Her eyes scanned the subtitles as she threw another handful of chips into her mouth, chewing slowly. She leaned forward over her knees, anticipation rising as the tension in the scene escalated to a boiling point. It had been so damn long since she’d had a non-self-induced orgasm. What she would give to have a man’s hands exploring her like that. His tongue on her skin. His hands on her...]]></description><link>https://www.hivemindcreators.com/post/chapter-eleven-remember-maya</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a8b94f720295cfbc4eb420d</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2026 00:49:23 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/4b4ac3_fbe349e15a494a90b35f7a5ee25e4cb9~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Rose Akos</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Chapter Ten - Mean (Maverick)]]></title><description><![CDATA[“Fuck,” Maverick cursed when the needle stabbed him for the third time. He dropped the fabric back onto the kitchen table and shoved his thumb into his mouth, pressing his tongue against the wound as he walked to the bathroom to get a bandaid. But he paused in the hall, just as the doorbell rang, clashing eyes with Riley through the open glass of his front door. He hastily yanked the thumb from his mouth and hurried to open the door. “That wasn’t what it looked like.” “Sure it wasn’t, big...]]></description><link>https://www.hivemindcreators.com/post/chapter-ten-mean-maverick</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a8b92c916311e2343193efe</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2026 00:40:01 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/4b4ac3_fbe349e15a494a90b35f7a5ee25e4cb9~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Rose Akos</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Chapter Nine - Cashew (Maverick)]]></title><description><![CDATA[Maverick stumbled back out the door of Toby’s hospital room, and straightened. Everything was too bright, too loud, his vision tunneling as he walked to the nurses station in a daze. He requested a new nurse in a voice that felt distant and garbled. Somebody asked a question but he didn’t hear it, he simply turned away from their curious eyes and rounded a corner. His hand found a doorknob and he slipped into a storage closet. There was a small light brightening the space crowded with shelves...]]></description><link>https://www.hivemindcreators.com/post/chapter-nine-cashew-maverick</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a8b9277fe6fd82d15081859</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2026 00:38:49 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/4b4ac3_fbe349e15a494a90b35f7a5ee25e4cb9~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Rose Akos</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Chapter Eight - On Purpose (Maya)]]></title><description><![CDATA[CW: This scene features a severe allergic reaction The snap of Toby’s textbook slamming shut cut through April’s squealing and Gus’s laughter with an efficiency Maya had still yet to master. The room fell silent as all eyes turned to the ten year old who stood from his chair at the table, and pointed a firm finger towards the hall. “Play in your rooms,” he snapped. Maya blinked, surprised by the gruffness from a kid who was typically the epitome of well-behaved — who’d once spent half an hour...]]></description><link>https://www.hivemindcreators.com/post/chapter-eight-on-purpose-maya</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a8b91c316311e2343193d22</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2026 00:35:42 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/4b4ac3_fbe349e15a494a90b35f7a5ee25e4cb9~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Rose Akos</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Chapter Seven - The Hill (Maverick)]]></title><description><![CDATA[Maverick found himself back on the sidewalk, walking the neighborhood as he thought through the day’s events, when a soccer ball rolled across the path in front of him, dropping off the edge of the curb and bouncing out into the street. He stuck his arm out just in time to stop the kid who came careening down the hill after it. “What are you doing?” Maverick snapped, pulling his arm back to drop his hands on his hips and glare at the kid before him, his curly hair glued to his face with...]]></description><link>https://www.hivemindcreators.com/post/chapter-seven-the-hill-maverick</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a8b918dfe6fd82d150816a9</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2026 00:34:47 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/4b4ac3_fbe349e15a494a90b35f7a5ee25e4cb9~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Rose Akos</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Chapter Six - Stuck With Me (Maya)]]></title><description><![CDATA[The crashing of pots landing in the sink was obscene and unnecessary, but it soothed some of the turmoil in Maya’s chest, so she picked up the dirty stack to her left and flung them into the basin behind her first victims. Then she flipped on the faucet, drizzled any exaggerated amount of soap on top, and attacked with a scrubbing brush, violently removing any and all signs of use. Suds flew over the rim, splashing the counters, but Maya didn’t slow — she’d deal with the counters later. Then...]]></description><link>https://www.hivemindcreators.com/post/chapter-six-stuck-with-me-maya</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a8b912f21368453a749cc47</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2026 00:33:28 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/4b4ac3_fbe349e15a494a90b35f7a5ee25e4cb9~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Rose Akos</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Chapter Five - It Is Now (Maverick)]]></title><description><![CDATA[“Shit or get off the pot,” a voice snapped. Maverick turned, his brows high as he took in the man behind him. He had a well-worn ball cap pulled low over his forehead, a pudgy little baby strapped to his chest, and a buggy laden down with a mountain of groceries before him. His gaze was expectant as he tilted his head towards the milk that Maverick had inadvertently blocked while debating cheese with Riley. “My bad, man,” Maverick said, stepping out of the way. Then he noticed where the guy’s...]]></description><link>https://www.hivemindcreators.com/post/chapter-five-it-is-now-maverick</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a8b90d721368453a749cba3</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2026 00:32:08 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/4b4ac3_fbe349e15a494a90b35f7a5ee25e4cb9~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Rose Akos</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Chapter Four - My Favorite (Maya)]]></title><description><![CDATA[Maya was just pulling the tray of chicken nuggets from the air fryer she’d smuggled into her brand-new, state-of-the-art kitchen, when April slid into the room on her socked feet, slamming to a stop against the far wall with a resounding thud. “Mommy!” She shouted, her eyes wild. “What time is it??” Maya exchanged a glance with Toby, who was blinking wide eyes from his spot at the kitchen table, his school books spread out before him. “Uh, I don’t know,” she said, looking around for her...]]></description><link>https://www.hivemindcreators.com/post/chapter-four-my-favorite-maya</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a8b907a21368453a749caf6</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2026 00:30:16 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/4b4ac3_fbe349e15a494a90b35f7a5ee25e4cb9~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Rose Akos</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Chapter Three - Look Alive (Maverick)]]></title><description><![CDATA[The rest of the night passed uneventful, though Maverick didn’t risk falling back asleep. He simply held Riley as she snored against his shoulder. This was the first semi-serious relationship he’d had in years and Maverick was determined to make it work. He was tired of living alone. He’d always thought he’d be married with a houseful of rugrats by this age, and yet here he was, still running from the ghost of a childhood relationship while a beautiful, fascinating, available woman lay in his...]]></description><link>https://www.hivemindcreators.com/post/chapter-three-look-alive-maverick</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a8b8fb816311e23431939ba</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2026 00:26:55 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/4b4ac3_fbe349e15a494a90b35f7a5ee25e4cb9~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Rose Akos</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Chapter Two - Shut that Door (Maverick)]]></title><description><![CDATA[Her dress was pale blue, so thin and silky that it looked more like something she’d wear to bed than to a holiday party. But there she was, wandering through the center of the crowded dance floor, looking like his most erotic fantasy and worst nightmare, all rolled into one. Her curls were loose, wild and free down her back, the way Maverick adored; and her heels were taller than she normally wore. She stumbled a step and Maverick’s breath caught, concern his first instinct, overpowering the...]]></description><link>https://www.hivemindcreators.com/post/chapter-two-shut-that-door-maverick</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a8b8f4efe6fd82d150812a9</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2026 00:25:42 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/4b4ac3_fbe349e15a494a90b35f7a5ee25e4cb9~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Rose Akos</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Chapter One - Not Her Name (Maya)]]></title><description><![CDATA[“I can’t believe you’re willing to give this up,” Maya whispered, her voice reverent as she turned on her heel, taking in the brilliant room. The far wall was made entirely of marble and it stood tall behind a row of professional-grade stainless steel appliances. Matching marble counters lined the adjacent walls with dark espresso cabinets hung above. It was the home kitchen of any chef’s dreams, which made it even more confusing as to why Jeden, Maya’s boss and heavily-renowned chef, would...]]></description><link>https://www.hivemindcreators.com/post/chapter-one-not-her-name-maya</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a8b8e8930d700055ab0db2f</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2026 00:22:27 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/4b4ac3_fbe349e15a494a90b35f7a5ee25e4cb9~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Rose Akos</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Content Warning &#38; Author’s Note]]></title><description><![CDATA[Content Warnings Explicit Language Spicy Content Sexual Assault (off-page) Character is Drugged Perceived Cheating Emotional Abuse Parental Manipulation Falsified Medical Records Loss of a Parent Loss of a Spouse Though I always want to give my readers fair warning to protect their own mental wellbeing, I also want to be careful not to give away major plot points via CWs. For this reason, I do not plan to expand on the scope or the context of these warnings for this particular story. I...]]></description><link>https://www.hivemindcreators.com/post/content-warning-author-s-note</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a8b8d8e4e12adafbf7df5e6</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2026 00:20:23 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/4b4ac3_fbe349e15a494a90b35f7a5ee25e4cb9~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Rose Akos</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[What if I Was a Worm? - Chapter 4 (Lia)]]></title><description><![CDATA[The earth surrounding Lia was dense and moist, though she was surprised by how much cooler it became, the deeper she dug. She would’ve expected it to grow warmer, but instead, the temperature dropped steadily as she belted out the lyrics to her makeshift digging soundtrack. In fact, she was so occupied by her thoughts, that she completely missed the warning signs and dug straight through a neighboring tunnel. She paused, then retreated swiftly, only stopping when she became aware of another...]]></description><link>https://www.hivemindcreators.com/post/what-if-i-was-a-worm-chapter-4-lia</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a86336503c1ab84ec57eb46</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Aug 2026 22:51:42 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/4b4ac3_2c2f46952d81490bb37f0ea0db8a72ba~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Rose Akos</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[What if I Was a Worm? - Chapter 3 (Cyrus)]]></title><description><![CDATA[By the time the sun began to set in the distance, giving way to the brilliant illuminance of the fairgrounds, Cyrus was already sitting in his truck outside the gates, tapping an anxious beat against the steering wheel. That is obnoxiously loud. He sighed, removing his hand from the wheel to pinch the bridge of his nose. “I still don’t understand what you plan to achieve here. It’s not like you can enjoy the fair.” It’s not about enjoying it, she answered. It all started here. The answers we...]]></description><link>https://www.hivemindcreators.com/post/what-if-i-was-a-worm-chapter-3-cyrus</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a863333e087e30b37e522b0</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Aug 2026 22:50:47 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/4b4ac3_2c2f46952d81490bb37f0ea0db8a72ba~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Rose Akos</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[What if I Was a Worm? - Chapter 2 (Cyrus)]]></title><description><![CDATA[Waking the next morning came with it two realizations. The first being that Lia had said yes. A smile stole across his lips before he’d even opened his eyes. It was all he’d wanted for three years—to put a ring on her finger. To make sure she knew how much she meant to him. How he wanted to be at her side for the rest of his life. But the smile faded when his body recognized Lia’s absence from the bed. He could still hear her snoring, but his unbearable little furnace was no longer pressed...]]></description><link>https://www.hivemindcreators.com/post/what-if-i-was-a-worm-chapter-2-cyrus</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a8632eae087e30b37e52203</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Aug 2026 22:49:47 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/4b4ac3_2c2f46952d81490bb37f0ea0db8a72ba~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Rose Akos</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[What if I Was a Worm? - Chapter 1 (Lia)]]></title><description><![CDATA[“Will you marry me?” “YeAHHH—“ Lia’s words were lost in a scream as the ride lurched forward, dropping from its precarious pinnacle and careening down the tracks in a breakneck pace. It whipped around a corner, throwing her body back against Cyrus. Her mind reeled, high on adrenaline from the coaster and his question, but in an effort to not crush her boyfriend— No. Fiance . . . she grinned at the thought as she wrapped her hands around the safety bar, pulling against the force of the ride....]]></description><link>https://www.hivemindcreators.com/post/what-if-i-was-a-worm-chapter-1-lia</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a8632166c395e7dcc39c9af</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Aug 2026 22:48:20 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/4b4ac3_2c2f46952d81490bb37f0ea0db8a72ba~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Rose Akos</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>