*I said I would post this before April was over, and I was right! I posted this on the 30th, so it counts! ^_^ This is the end of Tenderness, my last dangling plot, and I have new ones up my sleeve, but I want to finish them or at least get further along before I start to submit. It might be a little while until you hear from me again, but no worries! I wil...
People write things down for all sorts of reasons. A poet writes his poems, an author writes his novels and a journalist writes his columns. Each of them has his own motivation for doing so. But they all have one thing in common. They each want to share something, to get it out there, to get it off their chest. So, I've written this little roman a clef for m...
I wasn't quite sure why I decided to come and visit Alec after all this time. Although we used to be friends, we hadn't spoken in three years. It all changed the night of the party. We had just finished high school, turned eighteen, and it was a Summer of celebration. We were looking forward to new horizons, and the world seemed to be at our fingertips. This...
There is a lot happening in these young men's lives and it's all good! If you haven't read the first five parts, you need to. Please, please, please, if you like what you're reading, leave me a comment, if not, I can handle constructive criticism as well. ***** Sunday night, on the way home from work, DJ told me that Jamie's parent's wanted both of the boy...
©Copyright jvaughn, 2013, 2014. All rights reserved. Copyright violators will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. * Guy stared in wonder at Mel's sleeping face. He looked peaceful and angelic. My angel ... so perfect, he thought. The scent of their coupling hung heavy over Mel, and it smelled right. There was no hint of blood, no lingering sce...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === The restaurant seemed a lot more expensive than those I was used to: it certainly wouldn't have been the sort of place I'd have picked if given the choice. The starters alone cost more than I would usually be prepared to pay for a whole meal, and I didn't regard myself as a tight-arse – well...
The MP Bitch Big military cop learns the Army way to protect and serve It all started with Kowalski in 1968, a year before I retired from the Army. One of the men in Sergeant First-Class Kowalski's platoon sent an anonymous note to the Military Police (the MPs) that he was a drug user, and as the senior MP detective, I got the order to shadow SFC Kowalsk...
*Normally I get the idea for one of my stories from a show, a movie, a book, or a game. The Bottom Tier series was influenced by 'The Windup Girl', Alone at the End of the World was influenced by 'The Walking Dead'. Slave Boy=Skyrim, Eyes Like Winona=Twist, etc. This is the first time however, that I got a story idea from a session of D&D. This is a one-sho...
Mighty Tungsten Tuberosity, Part 2 Hallowe'en morning. All Hallows' Eve. All Saint's Eve. The beginning day of AllHallowTide, the Western Christian Feast days signaling the liturgical dedication to remembering the dead. At least, that is, the saints, the martyrs and all the faithful: those who existed in Purgatory until the Day of Reckoning or, modernly, th...
Thank you for the feedback. Let me know if you want me to post more. -Emri ++++ We fell into a routine the next few weeks. We hit the gym every morning before breakfast and he'd direct my workout. We cleaned up together, and then he'd pick out my clothes for school. It was always something that had me covered from neck to feet. He would drive me to class a...