WARNING: This story contains EXTREME examples of fictional racism. If you are not okay with racial slurs or this type of raceplay, then please for the love of god don't leave some half-brained comment expressing your hate...just move on. It is important to remember that all themes and subjects covered in this story are completely FICTIONAL. This story does n...
Diego: I slumped onto the large couch in my office tugging on my tie at the same time. It had been a long day and even with the occasional distraction of texting Jace, and probably both bugging and scaring the hell out of him, I was still exhausted. I closed my eyes picturing Jace's beautiful face with his expressive eyes. I would get to see him tonight. Th...
Thunder? Stampede? Earthquake? Ragnarök? No, man, it's the Disciples. The whole motherfucking gang. They're on their hogs, and they ride. Hair streams like sinister oriflammes. Naked biceps clench in leather jerkins. Fists twist throttles. Like a dust of diamonds sweat glistens on the tattoo tapestry. The Disciples roar through primeval forest, serpentinin...
It's definitely Monday and been a long, long day today. I never realized how much crap I have accumulated since the move here. The workshop is almost sorted and ready for the sale at the end of the week. Callen finally has the contracts done and sent to the buyer's lawyer. So by Friday it will be done. And the new adventure begins. Oh and Alex's new hockey g...
Mmmm... sleep, I reach over to touch Alex as I'm waking but the bed is cold. I listen for him in the bathroom. Nope not in there. Oh crap! Now I have to go. I get up, pee, put shorts and a shirt on, then check my phone -- no messages -- and go on the hunt. Oooh! Follow that coffee smell. Entering the kitchen I see Beth reading the paper at the breakfast bar....
The natural law of Malthus (or Malthusian constraints) says that when the population in an area is too high, something happens that lowers it. That is what happened way back at the end of the twentieth century. The newly populated country of America tipped the balances too far, and the balances tipped back. Wars started springing out of nowhere and bigger...
The narrating switches are difficult, I agree. I'm working on a better system for it. I've plotted out the rest of the story, and it definitely necessitates switching amongst viewpoints, so I hope to improve the flow with some beta readers. Anyway, this chapter is Matty until the very last break. So: I'm not having the best time mentally/emotionally (read:...
Pete paced around the apartment for most of Sunday afternoon, unable to turn his mind to anything other than his roommate's imminent return. He was keyed up, nervous, and horny as hell, like a teenager planning on losing his virginity at prom. His manic movements occasionally agitated Dean's cats, and several times he tripped over one of them. He finally fil...
WARNING: This story contains EXTREME examples of fictional racism. If you are not okay with racial slurs or this type of raceplay, then please for the love of god don't leave some half-brained comment expressing your hate...just move on. It is important to remember that all themes and subjects covered in this story are completely FICTIONAL. This story does n...
Rob's Story Part 3: Year of Living Dangerously You don't need a history lesson. You are not reading this for some dry facts. If I was a betting man, and I am, I would say you are reading to see how fast I show what a shallow little slut I am, and how fast I wound up on my knees or on my back. Be patient. There is plenty of time for that. I was still han...