Malena was in her room, talking with her best friend Renee. The last two weeks, they had been discussing their next adventure. This would not be just one more escapade to the nearest town or a fling with one of the low level scientists. Their new plan was risky, maybe even dangerous. But they couldn't resist the idea of investigating the greatest discovery i...
Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. The story is pur...
Fucking cheap assed binoculars; they were obviously distorting my view! That was the first thought I had last June, when my life as I knew it ended. I'm Daniel (Dan to my friends) Almond. I'm 5'10" 180 lbs. dark brown hair and, I've been told smoldering brown eyes. I work for one of those alphabetical government agencies, that protect your rights and fre...
V Tim IN READING what we've written to this point, one would get the impression that, as a rule, I come up with all these bright ideas and Jill docilely -- albeit enthusiastically -- goes along with them. That’s not necessarily so. In fact, if the truth be known, it's usually the other way around. There are several reasons for this, the biggest one being...
Jackson McCullough was hot in his blue Santa suit, and his beard was scratchy. It was his duty, however, to play Santa at the company's annual Christmas party. He would have liked to skip the whole thing this year, but it was his company after all. So Jack sat with a trickle of sweat running down the side of his face and six-year-old Nicholas Kazinski in h...
We left the relative safety of the park for the half-mile walk back to our hotel. I was nervous about being back on the streets in Ft. Walton Beach. Fortunately, it was after three in the morning, and most of the college students on Spring Break had crashed for the night. Still, our slow pace left me too much time to worry about what could go wrong next. It...
It was dark when I woke. The room was cold. The fire had gone out in the Franklin stove because I had neglected to damp it down for the night. I could see the water vapor in my breath when I exhaled. I opened the stove and saw there were a few embers glowing on the grate. I shoveled the ashes into the pan, stuffed some old newspapers and kindling into the...
~~Jack~~ "No!" Fiona got up from the corner by the rubble. In all the chaos and commotion, Jack hadn't noticed, but she'd been hiding. Perfectly understandable, he'd be hiding too if he hadn't nearly died twice before; already becoming jaded, ha. But Fiona, normally smiling and bouncing, ran over to Damien, and stood beside him as she pointed her hands at t...
The office of Marcel Xnob, the alchemist, was located between a bakery and an apothecary, on the second floor above what looked like a storage facility. They couldn't be sure when the Church would make its appearance, so Paula was going to stand as lookout while Crell scoped the apartments out. She took up a place across the street from the apothecary, whi...
A Date with the Devil PART ONE: THE WRIGGLING WRANGLER LUCIFER "So..." Rachel said, sitting across the table from me at the coffee shop patio, "you, Lucifer Beelzebub Satan, are in love with me, Rachel Christine Johnson." "Yeah," I sighed as I stirred my coffee, "I am." "How..." Rachel said as she searched the brimstone sky, hoping to find the words w...