Chapter Seven: Between the shafts of a cart The hands of her watch showed a square angle when Cathy entered the courtyard: nine o'clock sharp. The sun was shining above Charissa, as it usually did in the month of Rose. The New State had changed the names of the months: instead of Roman gods and imperators, they were now named after the nicest Auronian flowe...
This was my first story. As your comments suggested, it sure could use some editing. So with lots of that editing, I consolidated the separate chapters into one novella (21000 plus words) to make it more readable for you, dear reader... A second part is on the way. Chapter 1 Friends Don't Eat Friends In the dark...so hungry, again! By the ornate column...
DISCLAIMER There really IS a Premont, Texas, and you can find it if you follow the directions in this story. There is also an old, abandoned elementary school in Premont, on Rte 281 that looks pretty much as I described it. To my knowledge, however, the school is not haunted, nor was a young girl murdered there. Any resemblance of actual businesses or pers...
You wouldn't think that buying a silly ole ankle bracelet in big old Chi-town would be a problem. Well, here's what we found. A lot of stores in the neighborhood aren't open on Sundays. Fine jewelry stores didn't carry them. There was a place that wanted $74 dollars for something that neither of us liked. I did see a store we'd go back to when this adventure...
Author's Note Thank you for all the encouraging emails and comments. I apologise this chapter took so long. Special thank you to Maonaigh for editing (I tinkered post edit). Enjoy and please, please let me know what you think. **************************** "Zara, two o'clock is the earliest I can manage, sorry hen," the man apologised in...
It's been a while since I posted but as with my other stories, this isn't a quick fix. Cat x * Sian screwed her eyes tightly shut against the invading light as she tugged the duvet over her head. She knew it must still be early so why was it so bloody bright in the room? Slowly a smile spread across her delicate features as she remembered where she was a...
Mia was watching Jimmy Kimmel when Donna and her husband Jeff came thru the front door. There was a loud noise and Mia got up to see if she could help. As she rounded the corner she could see a very drunk Jeff with his arm around Donna's neck for balance. "It's OK," Donna said. "Mr Lombardi had a little too much punch at the party." As Donna helped her alc...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, using Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned. Also, if you are looking for a stroke story, this probably is not it. This is a fairly long one with a minimum amount of sex in it. *.* Terri Tric...
Author's Note: This two-chaptered story was motivated by a sufficient number of nice folks asking me variations of the following question: "So whatever happened to Berry from 'Strawberries & Bubblegum'?" Don't worry, you don't have to be one of these people, or even understand the question they posed, to find "Berry's Second Chances" entertaining. You just...
The East Village Vintage Shop There are in New York, as in all cities, institutions that become part of the urban landscape. Zabar's, the Stage Deli, and Veniero's are among them. Veniero's is essentially a cookie store whose white boxes with maroon script are ubiquitous in the City. It sits in a small shop, now expanded to include a small café, on East Ele...