Regaining my composure I walked back to Ottilie's room. "See Ottilie he's here, Taylor only went to the loo." Sylvia was saying to the comatose Ottilie as I entered the room. "Ottilie, Ottilie," she repeated, "Taylor's here now. Ottilie..." "It's no good, she's gone again by the look of it." Sylvia said with tears running down her face. The nurses and doc...
Tags: MC, MF, MD, GR, HU Synopsis: A new superhero with amazing powers arrives on Earth. * The well-built nude figure stirred in the middle of the field. He moaned a bit and held his head. "That went well." he muttered with a sarcastic tone. Looking around, he noted the unusual light blue sky, light green grass, and pale sun. "Where the donut am I?" His...
CHAPTER ELEVEN: Lost Jennifer Morris had thought long and hard over the nearly thirty-minute car journey home through relatively quiet roads from the hospital on Monday night. She really wanted to talk to someone, anyone, about all the confusing thoughts and hopes and wishes, desires even, which filled her head with the tumult of conflicting indices. She b...
Madigan Ridge watched in a ghostly horror as her daughter slammed dead on into the frozen tundra below. In phasing through the ship following Sophia's descent she could not keep up, drifting slower toward the steaming pit she lay in. What was worse as she floated in the shadow of the Ganthorian starship X'Orr, now commandeered by the deceptive Orin Ridge she...
"Let's go you guys! You're gonna be late for school. Jenny? Patrick? Come on, I'm not kidding. Get a move on." Kennedy Cooper was packing lunches and making sure homework folders were signed and put back in their book bags as she tried to finish a piece of toast and a cup of coffee. She loved her brother and sister, but they could be a royal pain in the butt...
The Art Of Becoming 1 The Fun House loomed before Hannah and Chase, its exterior painted in a peaches and cream flesh tone, its trim done in burgundy, its edgings and peaks gleaming like polished purple leather under the tempting gold of the late afternoon sun. Far enough away from Chase's home and day to day vanilla haunts, in a sleepy seaside town, the...
Chapter 17 ** Sunday afternoon ** After re-discovering the deck I've had all along on the roof of my warehouse/studio/house; and also discovering that screwing your best girl from behind while she waves at passing passenger jets is kind of a turn on; it was turning out to be a pretty good day. Despite a bout with a 24 hour bug, I was just about 100% and I...
Author's Note: A huge thanks to bikoukumori for a splendid editing job, and to fellow authors redskyes and Handley_Page for helpful additions and insight. This is part four of four. If you've stumbled here via the tag search, I'd ask you to go back to part one for maximum enjoyment. As always, there's only adults having fun here. Part Four When Leo duck...
Copyright Oggbashan October 2017 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ************************************************* Clang! Clang...
Sunset Over Cairo A black kite wails through the cooling air as evening falls over the great plain of Gizeh. Beneath the sinking sun, the dull dirt landscape glows in momentary splendor. Shadows lengthen as the black kite plunges, and a tiny shriek of death goes unnoticed on the plain. To the east in Cairo's old quarter, Masr al-Qadima, a clear-eyed muadhd...