Note: The entire series is completely fictional; characters are of my own creation. As well as there may be minor violence but only for this chapter. The first chapter is basically details for the plot. If you wish to avoid that then read chapter 2. ***** Prologue New Mexico, 12:45 AM "Fox Trot, this is Bravo Team. We are ready to fire. I repeat we are r...
The curly-headed, pretty little blonde girl clutched her mother's warm hand as they made their way into the small church. At the tender young age of six, Miriam Posey was the perfect picture of a bright-eyed young lady, eager to learn about the vast new world all around her. The little girl and her mother sat at the front of the church like they religiously...
The time has come for me to stop hiding. I must resume my nightly hunt for that which I crave. My name is Patricia Atkinson. I am a Vampire. A long time ago, I became one of the Undead. Yes, Vampires do exist. We live among you and no one suspects our existence. That's the way we like it. I live in a nice townhouse in the Back Bay neighborhood of the city of...
Rick and Donna Antermann had discussed their looming dream vacation, a two-week photo safari in Equatorial Africa, with great excitement. The trip, long in the planning, was something both had worked hard to make possible. Rick, now 34, was ten years into his ideal career as an electrical engineer with a major aerospace firm. Donna, three years his junior, h...
"Moe, you are absolutely useless as an agent," said Lucifer Morningstar, shaking his head in sheer disappointment. Asmodeus stood ramrod straight before the Throne of the Lord of Hell, head bowed and face grim as he took his latest rebuke. I hope he doesn't execute me, Asmodeus thought. Not because he feared death, but because he knew for certain that he wou...
Helena Smith-Barrington is a sixty-year-old woman originally from the City of Birmingham, Alabama, who moved to the City of Ottawa, Ontario, during the real estate craze affecting the Capital of Canada. Far from her southern comfort zone, Helena had to adapt to a brand new environment. Fed up with the direction the economy in Alabama was going in, Helena dec...
My name is Chiku; I am a beautiful black girl from Africa, Nigeria to be precise. When I was 19 years old, my family moved to England. This was a massive change in culture for a young, attractive African girl. Although educated and very well-versed in English, I had always revered English girls. My ancestors had told me stories of colonial life during the he...
My name is Meifeng Huifang. I was born and raised in the City of Calgary, Province of Alberta. The daughter of Chinese immigrants who came to the Confederation of Canada in the early 1980s. These days, I'm studying Biology at Carleton University in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. With all the weird turns my life has taken lately and what I'm learnin...
June 17, 2032. Father’s Day. A time of reflection for some and celebration for many. For me, it’s a time of angst. You see, my father and I have a complicated relationship. A lot of people say that about their fathers, but I don’t think their stories are anything like mine. My name is Armand Saint-Cyr. I was born in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec,...
My name is Madeline Jean-Christophe Bradshaw. I'm a plump White chick in her early fifties living in the city of Nepean, Province of Ontario. I stand five feet eleven inches tall, kind of curvy, with short blonde hair and pale green eyes. I worked as a Professor of Economics at the University of Ottawa for two decades and recently retired. My conservative hu...