Author's Note: Sorry this part took so long to get finished, I've had numerous emails pleading with me not to end Katja story and where was the new part. Basically, I had a bad case of writer's block and I couldn't get it to gel. So, I ended up writing and rewriting till I got it to where I wanted it. It also introduces some new characters and situations th...
We have a saying in the area where I grew up and still live; if you don't like the weather, hang on a minute. The people giving the weather on the news are viewed as something of a joke, through no fault of their own really. The fact is that if a wind whips down out of the North Pole or up from the gulf, there is just nothing to stop it or even slow it down...
The funeral was a very small affair. Andy was very surprised to see that he and his wife Michelle were the only ones from the cul-de-sac to attend. Looking about the chapel there were only eight people who had bothered to pay their respects. Andy moved closer to his wife and whispered, "Not a huge turn out by any stretch of the imagination?" Michelle look...
It was so classic a situation as to almost be a cliche: bottom of the ninth inning, home team down by one point, the run to tie on third, the run to get ahead on second, and of course, two outs. Joe Tyrrell stepped up to home plate and customarily tapped the end of the bat on it. Joe was a good high school ball player, but not exceptional. However, he had g...
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1 'Do you Darren Speck take this beautiful fuckin' fine-ass piece of cherrypie to be your beautiful fuckin' lawful wedded wife, booooooy,' said the geezer of a priest, doing some hip thing with his fingers at the end. 'Booooy!' he repeated; and straight after that he did a groovy little moonwalk across the stage, his gleaming black shoes gliding smoothly a...
Play Testers Wanted: Part 7 All characters are 18 years old or older. 46,000 words long. It is a bit of an adventure to be sure. If the length is too much perhaps read it in segments. The time portal has sent our hero back in time but where and when. An ancient evil on a world coursing with darkness. What's an adventurer to do? Grab all the X.P. He can and...
|1.0 "Scout Ship Atalanta for Pathfinder actual," a young woman's voice said. "Pathfinder here," a deeper, avuncular voice replied. "Good morning, kiddo. Bright eyed and bushy tailed already?" "Good morning yourself, Pathfinder. My pilot is certifying me as active and operational. We're good for an on-time launch separation. I didn't wake you up or anyth...
CHAPTER 1 Marcus stalked the network of walkways that crisscrossed the ceiling high above Elysium's floor space, the restless need to move forcing him out of his office. Mostly hidden in darkness, the walkways allowed the club's owners and security personnel to supervise almost every square foot of the massive club without disturbing the patrons below. The...
Prologue The imaginary ramblings of this aging but still very sexually active man sometimes wander to his partially true but mostly imagined past. This is the tale of that mostly imagined life. I leave it to the reader to distinguish fact from fantasy. The names and places have been changed or most likely invented so that the reader is left with the thought...