"I'm not quite sure what to say . . . um, Jamie, was it? We've never had a walk-in on this before. I think maybe you should be talking to—" "You are Sam Winterberry of the special unit, aren't you?" "Yes, but I don't know how you knew anything about such a unit or about me. Could you just sit here a minute and—" Sam Winterberry had never in his long years...
Chapter Seven: The Silent Servant, Ferdinand Ferdinand could tell that something was disturbing the ambassador as soon as he'd come back into the room. He knew what the man and his son had been arguing about. It wasn't because their voices had been loud; it was because he had been just outside the not-fully-closed door, listening to them. It was his busines...
((Just a quick little story that I needed to get out of my head. I am splitting up the AU chapters and expanding as well as fixing up Starcrossed 3. I wrote this during class this afternoon. Yes, I know it wasn't Iraq that flew the plane into the trade center. I am also not a raciest or against religion. My stepbrother is Muslim and an immigrant from the mid...
The heavy steel door clanged shut behind me, and I stood there, trembling, knowing what I faced, holding my stack of two towels, a change of clothes, a tooth brush and tube of toothpaste, and, both inexplicably and ominously, a small stack of condoms in front of me as if they'd shield me. I knew, however, that they wouldn't. The light was dim at first, alth...
A quiet young man sat in Cabin Three Fourteen of Railway 909 - a famous passenger train that traveled throughout the large war torn country of Espada. After Pazuzu's Meteor had catastrophically smashed into the Earth in 2015, many people took that opportunity to rekindle the flames of war and hate. People rioted and rebelled. Governments collapsed. Senseless...
Disclaimer: This story is a work of pure fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental, and no harm or slanderous intent is implied or intentional. Other than that the usual discla...
*Hi, one and all. I honestly don't know how this story happened. I got an idea and it poisoned me until I got it out. This story is by far the longest story I've written in so short of a time. The time between when I got the idea and when I posted it was only three days when I worked like a maniac. Rest assured, the end chapters to both Tenderness and T...
Henri Bragger looked around the seminar room at the World Bank symposium in Washington, D.C., giving a nod here and a little smile there. He was among old friends—or at least long-time colleagues. His own Swiss bank, the Banca Privata Reichstein, was one of the most reputable—and safest—banking institutions throughout the world. And he had been with the bank...
Thanks to the comments, I rewrote the first chapter, added it to the second one and looked for some editing help. Hope you enjoy this one. Please comment and let me know how you liked/didn't like it. Special thanks go to Gunter 99 and Sugababy for their time and editing this. *************** Chapter 1: Vipers and friends Jet lagged and exhausted, the l...
Chapter 5 LOVERS BUILD A LIFE Matt and Brad became inseparable. There love was new and flourished. They wanted to build a house and make it their home. One Saturday, Brad's acted unusual, seemingly lost in thought. "What's on your mind, Brad?" "There is something I need to do and I am just trying to figure out the best way." "You're are coming out and...