©Copyright jvaughn, 2013, 2014. All rights reserved. Copyright violators will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. * Ed was furious. This is such a fucking clusterfuck! I should have known Salt wouldn't wait for us. I can't believe he walked into a vampire's lair alone, the idiot. He's probably dead by now. If we're very lucky Valjevo won't tak...
Let us take a breather from the kabuki of this January, an intermission of sorts. Let me show you how Brandon and I have sharpened our own knives with our eyes wide open for four years since we were in high school before stabbing each other now. "Echoes start as a cross in you, Trembling noises that come too soon Spatial movement which seems to you, Resona...
Author's Note: Bourbon Street might look a little different now than when I last visited New Orleans and lived elements of this story out as an undergrad, but the two gay bars I spent the night crossing between are apparently still there. Almost all of the action will be in the second chapter. Dakota felt his relationship with Trent fraying more with every...
Chapter 90: Water About "And then I'm in this big, dark space." Adam says with his back to the cushion chair, looking at the ceiling, "And everywhere I look, there are these glowing playing cards, all arranged neatly in a circular array around me." "Was there anything else there, Adam?" Donna asked as she sits in her chair with her notepad and clipboard, "...
-All characters mentioned are 18 years or older. There are no minors in a bathhouse. No animals, homeless, or aliens from outer space were injured in the writing of this story. This story is currently being considered for a Hollywood film, it is anticipated that guests at award events will have a choice of vegan meals, peanut butter sandwiches, or pepperoni...
If there's a commonly reoccurring theme to my existence it is one of overbearing responsibility, doing the right thing, taking care of others and eschewing the thing that I might want for the thing that is most practical or more socially acceptable. All in all, it's not a terrible perspective on it's own but as with everything - moderation is key and without...
Due to some combination of the alcohol, blood loss, and the safety of Eric's presence, I slept hard and soundly. I woke to the screeching of my alarm clock. Eric rolled over and slapped the clock until it stopped making noise. At some point while I had been asleep, Sharon had left and Eric had stripped us both and put us to bed. Hopefully, in that order. I w...
Even though Brandon had seen pictures of Wilson, the image he’d built of him in his mind was of a man with almost super-human abilities, able to blend in anywhere at any time. A chameleon capable of wreaking havoc and destruction of mammoth proportions. He’d inflated Wilson, made him into some type of mythological phantom. Now he saw him for exactly what he...
Previously on My Dark Angel: "If I get hurt tonight..." I started but I was unable to finish. Louis was on me in an instant, my body pressed against his and his lips roughly on mine. I needed this, I needed him. My arms seized his t-shirt and drew his body closer to mine. If I was going to die tonight, I was going to go knowing that he wanted me. And I was...
Prologue - The Chase The black evil crows carefully clawed onto the cables, and barked their annoyance at me. Even the dark, hideous silver-linings behind the clouds looked petulant as I choked on the thought of Nate putting those uncomfortable handcuffs around my injured wrists. I was running for my life. Better yet, I was sprinting away from a crime scene...