Clint had never felt so angry. He knew that he had to do the right thing, even if he couldn't handle the truth. But first, he had to make sure that he was quiet as he stepped inside his own house in the afternoon. He opened his front door, and the first thing he could hear was the sound of his own girlfriend moaning like a crazed witch. Clint clenched his f...
Thank you so much for your comments! Any and all are welcome. It has been a while since I have written anything and its's tricky to get back into practice. Its so encouraging to know people are reading (and sometimes even enjoying) my work. * Soul went back to his drawing and doodles some birds in the clouds, he knew Sylvia wasn't going to be happy with hi...
A vengeful heart "The night falls without a sound, cold and alone are we. The light for which you sacrifice yourself flares once, then dies, devoured by the all-encompassing darkness All hope must sicken and fade. My soul thrives no more. How could you abandon me? Demons surround us, crying, we have lost our way." ___________________________________...
Sorry for the long wait. I'm working more hours than I ever have in my life and focusing on other writing projects as I finish a novel. I haven't forgotten about you, nor do I find this any less important than other things in my life. May you never find yourself becoming conditional. Write your own stories. Walk through doors that others can't even see. Ma...
Jim and Ron had been best friends for many years. They first met in grade school when Ron's family moved to the fairly quiet suburban town to get out of the hectic lifestyle of the big city. They quickly became best friends and remained so all through high school. Jim and Ron both loved joking around and often kept their friends and classes laughing at the...
The elderly cook gave a soft smile as she watched the lithe, blond whirlwind check and re-check all was in order for their guests. Rheumy gray eyes admired the willowy frame, golden tresses, almost restrained in a ponytail, that fell like a silk curtain when free and the intelligent blue eyes that sometimes seemed to be silver in certain light. Perfect pink...
Author's Note: Yay! A return to the world of Deviant Spawn! Finally, lol. Due to the length, I've broken this story up into 4 parts, each about 2 to 4 pages in length. Don't despair (I know I'm horrible about posting quick updates), the story is already completed in full and all chapters have been submitted. No long wait for parts 2, 3 & 4! If you guys en...
I was back in CONUS after being stationed with the 8th in Korea. While some soldiers liked being stationed in Korea, I was not to be counted as one of them. Ft Carson, just outside Colorado Springs was to be my new home for a while. The scenery was stunning and promised all sorts of recreational bliss. For a closeted homosexual like myself, the posting lef...
I greatly appreciate all the kind words and comments about my story. I am sorry that I haven't had the time to devote to it lately. Please accept that as an explanation not an excuse. LarryInSeattle pointed out that even fans of the story may well have lost track of the characters. I have no problem believing that -- I've lost track of the characters. I liv...
Its' pitch was grating but musical and, despite the increasing volume of pain weaving through it, the sound just barely managed to drag me from unconsciousness. That sound, that awful sound so full of agony and anger, flung itself into the air where it hung suspended for a time, stubbornly refusing to die until it had permeated every corner of the earth. Whe...