“What’re you still doing here?” Danny asked as he approached Tyler’s open car window. His car was obvious, parked in the bus lane in front of the school. “The question is, what are you still doing here?” Tyler shot back. “You know what I’m doing here. I volunteered to help with the elementary school concert tonight. What’re you doing?” Tyler shrugged. “M...
Thanks so much to Silentbystander who edited this story. You're amazing! * Chapter 1 April 2001 Cody Willington was riding his bike to his father's dealership thinking how in the world he ended up working on a perfectly good Saturday, instead of hanging with his friends. Oh yeah, he thought, I promised my dad that I'd let him teach me what hard work felt...
*Don't worry! I've had some problems with taking a long time to complete series, but this is one story where you don't have to worry. The entire story is completed as of now, but I am releasing it in two chapters for sake of length. I'll release the next chapter next week. Anyway, I hope you enjoy my new 'series' The Slave Boy. All Characters are 18+*...
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John clattered down the granite stairs and out onto Harlow Street, hanging a quick left. Immediately before him was a tall woman he was going to crash into. John could just barely push a foot to try to miss her, but he had a head of speed. He only brushed her shoulder and hip, but the course change set him at high velocity directly at a city litter basket....
Jake was still a bit offish with me next morning, giving me a wide berth in the house and keeping conversation to a minimum. After lunch we went to meet a couple of his mates and I thought he might be a dork by dissing me in front of them and taking the piss out of my Ozzy accent, but he wasn't like that at all. If he was still annoyed with me, he didn't sho...
I got writer's block while working on "Playstore" and decided to switch gears for a bit. This is another slow burn. Let me know what you think. Chapter 1: "You were the last good thing about this part of town" (from Grand Theft Autumn by Fall Out Boy) ***** Caleb saw smoke fuming out the hood of his Jeep as he pulled off to the side of the road. He cras...
Lord Sagi rode into the Capital, like a man on a mission. He ignored the walls of steel and iron that protected the city of commerce. He ignored the harsh, blood red of the flags posted on either side of the main rode, which led to the town square. He also ignored the torches in the dark night that belonged to excited citizens. Sagi did not stop his horse...
My willingness to listen had, a handful of times, placed me into a peculiar conversation with individuals who, although hailing from vastly different walks of life, each described the same phenomenon. There existed at some point in their past an insurmountable inner-struggle (addiction and negative thought processes were examples) which they had suddenly con...
It was hot that Wednesday, July 14th, when we flew into New York City, two soldiers coming home from Pakistan; just Jimmy Murphy and me. Once we were processed into the United States officially we were told that our connecting flights to Denver and St. Louis were delayed due to weather. Well, how about that, a delay, what else is new? Jimmy turned to me and...