It had been a hot and dusty ride from Kansas into Colorado en route to my new posting as the postal agent and sutler at Fort Hayden. I'd ridden all day with the Rocky Mountains tantalizingly near without having reached the river they told me was still more than a day's ride out from the fort. I now saw the river ahead, cool and inviting, but I knew I wasn't...
Author's Note: This chapter is considerably shorter than the others, so sorry about the length. But the next (and final!) chapter should be much longer. I hope you enjoy! - your city bird The cab ride to Thom's apartment from the bar was more than a little bit tense. The pair sat on opposite ends of the leather bench seat, the air hanging between them h...
Chapter 8. The walk back home gave him plenty of time to think about the stuff brewing in his life. On more than one occasion, he stuck his hand into his rear pocket where he'd put the picture to reassure himself that it was still there. Thinking of the picture reminded him of the dagger which he'd hidden behind a washer in the apartment laundry room. "I'd...
**********This is part of a dark, rough story with lots dark, rough gay sex. If that's not your thing, be warned! Otherwise, enjoy! Thanks. -MR********** The rest of the afternoon was a strange, nightmarish blur. I know it lasted for hours, well into the evening, but I only remember bits and pieces of it...hazy moments like dim shadows on concrete walls, th...
Please feel free to comment if you feel that there's something missing, or if you like it. I want to thank roughboy18 for his excellent help! I am planning to add two more chapters after this one, but writing in a foreign language takes its time :( I have not abandoned this story though! Small disclaimer: Suspension of disbelief is recommended. All charact...
Mike woke up and saw Anthony getting dressed. His black jeans hugged his hips and showed off his butt nicely. Mike smiled before the guilt settled in and he frowned. He swallowed and swung his feet out of bed. He sat on the edge of the bed for a moment rubbing the sleep from his eyes before he said anything. " Look, Anthony. I'm sorry about last night. It's...
David had broken his black-stoned medallion that Charlie had given him. He always wore it, and he had taken it off to clean it and had dropped it. A little metal thing had broken apart and the stone wouldn't stay. Fortunately, one of the administrative assistants in his department told him about a place and a guy who could repair it. "There's this eclectic...
Megalopolis is a crime riddled city in dire need of a hero, or in my case, heroine. My name is Julie Hosaree, but my alter ego is Nylogirl. From what I can recall from my broken memories, I'm the result of genetic experimentation, an attempt at a super solider. While I have the super strength and speed there are some... Side effects. My powers only work when...
Diego stepped through the automatic doors of Rain Down Temple; what passed for a holistic temple in rural North Dakota. He leaned on his cane, the pain in his back was always worse after a long drive. As he looked around he noticed the retail space was primarily a marijuana dispensary. For a Catholic man in his late forties, it was not a place he ever though...
The light in the room was dim, dusk having set in over the previously abandoned cottage at the edge of the village. The furnishings were scant, mostly broken and worn-out, useless sticks of this and that, with thick layers of dust on all surfaces, the dust also being heavy in the weak beams of light coming through the grimy-paned window, kicked up by the act...