I breathed a sigh of relief and looked at my watch as I climbed into the car and settled back in the passenger seat. It was only just after three in the afternoon, but it felt a lot later. I glanced across at Andy, one of my business partners, as he slipped behind the steering wheel. His sigh of relief matched mine. The meeting we had just been too had not g...
Micah lay in the bed of the motel room he'd rented and stared at the ceiling. It was time for him to get up and get ready to meet his cousin, but all he could do was remember the man, Simon, he met at the club two nights ago. The taste of him still tingled on Micah's tongue, as though he'd only fed from the man moments ago. He had never – never – tasted anyt...
"Silas's Choice." "Say what?" Rocky Hansan asked. "Silas's Choice," I repeated. "You are offering me the same options you offered Silas Collins three years ago. Did you realize that?" "Of course not," the chief of the Near East Division said. "Farthest thing from our minds." But he looked of his fifth-floor window at the unexpected April snow falling on h...
I'm so glad that you decided to continue with this story. Thank you for reading. As usual, I'll be glad if you leave your comments and critiques in the comment section. And please don't forget to rate. ***** "Dad?" Jason looked up sharply from cleaning his guns. He hadn't heard Danny's footsteps. He slid the guns under the bed and looked up just as his se...
Author's Note: A special thanks to jushorny who willingly accepted editing this story for me. I hope you enjoy the beginning of these two gentlemen's journey into their relationship and the relationships around them. I look forward to all comments and suggestions. Please enjoy the read, it was a pleasure to write. ~ Red * Samuel watched his friend and drin...
It's about 9:00 AM on Sunday morning. Although most of the trainees usually eat with their respective groups on weekdays, they tend to intermingle with others on weekends. Brunch is served on Saturday and Sunday for a 3 hour period, from 9:00 AM to Noon, so some will eat early and a few will trail in late. James tries to keep tabs on whom all has been in to...
This is a true story as told to me in an email from a reader. I looked forward to joining the Army. The only choice I had, really. My parents had no money, and we lived in the poorest town in the poorest part of Alabama. Jobs were hard to get and paid only enough to make crime worthwhile. Aside from the part about you-might-get-killed, the Army was the orig...
Nailing Morgan to the wall took about two weeks. Two weeks in which Dillon lived each day like it was his last, enjoying the new found freedom of not having a murderer on the loose. No amateur investigations by his boyfriend. No homophobic parents on a self-righteous rampage. Nothing except school, work, and wild nights spent in his own home with the man of...
Dad walked to the kitchen and I followed. He went to the fridge and grabbed a couple of beers. I sat on a stool at the breakfast bar. He opened both and hand me one. He moved to stand at the opposite end of the counter, farthest from me. I didn't want to push him so I waited for him to speak. He took a while. He stood there with his eyes lowered, seemingly c...
The alarm blared and I woke suddenly, my mind leaping from sleep to awareness in an instant as it always did. I smiled as I remembered the night before and realised neither of us had moved an inch all night. Oliver's head was on my chest and my arms wrapped around him. I carefully freed one of my arms to thump at the alarm until it stopped. I felt Oliver's f...