February 13th...Valentine's Day Eve "Shit," was the first word that came to mind. "She didn't even have the guts to tell me to my face," I murmured, leaning back and pushing my chair away from my laptop after reading the e-mail from what was now my ex-girlfriend, Toni. "Dear Steve," is how she started, and it went downhill fast from that point. Reasons and...
CHAPTER 12: BARGAINING CHIP Namora jerks awake, eyes flying open. She is confused for a moment, expecting to see the inside of her carriage where she remembered falling asleep. When the heaviness of her body reminds her mind of the events of last night, she exhales sadly. Her throat aches from screaming. She doesn't recall much of the ride or even how she g...
1 Watching a livestream of Sukhumvit Road, Na knew she'd feel like a fish out of water... Bangkok... The lights, the traffic, the faces, streets brimming, floods of activity... One single city block had more people in its radius than Na had ever seen in her entire life, coming from a small rice farming village in Nowhere, Nakhon Phanom... Bangkok, Krung...
"I say we go off the grid, lay low for a while." "That's just a band-aid." "Maybe send him to Hades, he always liked you." "No." "We could add extra security?" Charles spoke again. "Another band-aid, and to what end. Also, since when did you start thinking like humans?" "Just trying to help." Charles raised his hands in surrender. "How about one of yo...
Greetings, welcome to Marginal Life. This is my first attempt at a story, here or anywhere else, in maybe twenty years. I hope you find it enjoyable, that you can rate it at least a "doesn't completely suck." Having lurked as a reader on Lit for nearly a year now, I wish I had got off my ass a long time ago. This was a fun one to write. Chapter 2 is already...
Her name was Raine Snow and she was a dream. First unanticipated, then poetic and epic and transcendent in that order, continually confusing, and finally gone in the groggy early morning. It was a couple of weeks ago, and I was at the Hogshead, a whisky bar on the Upper West Side. It wasn't my regular, but I'd been there a few times before. Rehearsal i...
Author's note: Some things will make more sense if you read Storm & Stone first, but I intend to write Michael's tale as a mostly standalone series that weaves in and out of the main storyline organically. There will, however, be questions from S&S that get answered here and more might be raised as well, this multiverse is vast and characters don't a...
Damien could feel the moment when Maria fell asleep on him. He looked down and saw the way her head tilted down and her lips parted. He smiled as he listened to her deep breathing and stayed still for a while. Once show was over, he turned the TV off and stood up. Reaching down, he scooped Maria into his arms and carried her down the hall to his room. He wa...
Brander Sharpe sat alone at a cocktail table in the middle of the lounge. He didn't feel conspicuous, though. This was where he liked to be. It allowed him to survey his surroundings, his opportunities. It also allowed him to be clearly seen. He was the hawk on the treetop. Just beyond the confines of the quiet lounge, the casino buzzed. The chimes of the s...
It was always the same dream. “False target generator on, track breaker on, ECW pods set to jam-on-signal, adaptive countermeasures online. Maintain speed and heading. I’m gonna take a look.” Flt. Leader Melvin said, going down his mental checklist for both of the ships in the Skyfall formation he led. His F/A-300 sharply climbed a hundred feet higher and s...