CHAPTER 1 I am as old as the century; but, in fact, I am also as old as the millennium as I was born in the year 2000. Of course I am as delusional as 99.99% of the world's population in thinking that January 1st 2000 was the start of the twenty-first century and simultaneously the start of the third millennium; for as all enlightened people will recognise,...
Chapter One: New Year's Eve 1989 There were four of them on the bed in the second-floor master bedroom of the Baccarat Hotel and Residence Condo building on Manhattan's West 53rd Street, conveniently located near the Broadway theater district. The caterers were downstairs in the living area doing last-minute preparations for Ted Sullivan's early-evening buf...
Alright, new (Stand alone) Story to keep you guys busy while I finish the two series I have going now. I was kind of bored and was jumping around impatiently, trying to pick something to write. I started this one over a year ago and figured I would finish it since it was more than halfway done. I hope you like it, don't bite my head off if you don't. I prom...
Welcome to the third chapter of my story. I hope that you will like it and that it entertains you a lot. Like I always say, keep the comments and votes coming. Enjoy... ******* Ramon woke up and was lying on the shore of some land. He didn't care but he was glad he was safe. The last thing he could remember was feeling very tired and very cold that he clos...
I apologize again for the great delay in this chapter. Life just has a way of getting away from you. This was a very difficult chapter for me to write. This chapter, as with all my other stories, has its sad moments and happy ones as well. Let it be known now that this chapter has minimal sex in it. So if that's what you're looking for then I apologize now....
Hello my lovely readers and welcome to this wonderful chapter. It is dedicated all to you. Before going into this chapter I'd like to tell you that I have considered your suggestion about a royal story and I'm sure I'll come up with something once this story ends. I love you guys a lot and I hope this will be an interesting chapter for you. Don't forget to d...
CHAPTER ONE: Skill of Soul: Frost Monarch 3:23 a.m. Jun sat upright in his bed, sweating and panting heavily, staring at the open palm of his hand. There, in the very center, was a small ice crystal forming. It was floating and twirling about in the darkness gracefully. Jun would've been delighted by its presence -- had it been anywhere other than on his b...
It had been a miserable morning that had steadily progressed into a wretched evening. Tate was already sporting a blooming bruise on his cheek where he had been violently struck down. He had since pressed himself in a far corner of the room and was desperately trying to remain unnoticed. He had hoped the princling would drink himself into unconsciousness, bu...
With the few customers taken care of, I picked up a rag and proceeded to wipe down the empty tables. I stepped out onto the sidewalk in front of the book store's coffee shop and wiped off the outside tables. Someone had left a newspaper on one of the tables. As I picked it up, the small headline at the bottom of the first page caught my eye: Local Reverend I...
I walked into the restaurant and looked around for my friends. I saw Walt waving at me and I headed over to their table and took a seat. My friends Walt, Chip and Byrne were already seated at the table waiting on me to arrive. Walt is my best friend. We met the first day of high school. At that time, we were both closeted gay boys and we somehow gravitated...