This part again follows straight on from part 2, so you might need to read that before starting this part of the story. ***** While finishing work one evening a message from Emily came through on my phone. 'Matt please ring me as soon as you get home. I NEED to speak to you.' The message seemed a bit serious. I rang her and finally reached her. Emily ca...
13.Reality Check, Please Okay, priorities. I spotted an apple charging cable on the kitchen bench and plugged in the phone. Took a second to message a cheery greeting to Taylor (I'm not dead), fired up Uber, cursed when I saw there was going to be both surge pricing and a fifteen minute delay, then decided to hit the shower. Luckily, Alexa was more Whole Fo...
"So . . . how was it?" Jeannette was smirking as she asked, and I was pretty sure she already had a good idea. "To be honest, it was pretty fucking spectacular," I said, figuring in this instance the most honest answer was also the best. She laughed, her bell of dark blonde hair moving. "Yeah, I kinda figured you two would be amazing together. Rachel clued...
*Sunday* Jack's head was throbbing. Whatever the mixture of drinks he'd had the night before had left him as hungover as he could remember in a long time. He was also having a bit of a panic, as he found himself nestled between two beautiful naked women, one of whom had stridently declared herself a lesbian the night before, and right in that moment he had...
Cerebral Long-term Active Muscular Paralyzer (CLAMP) The huge man with the prison tattoos had the tiny woman bent over against the visitor's room table and was yelling something at her, all the while struggling to open the zipper at the bottom of his orange jumpsuit. His intentions were clear as the woman looked at the camera and nodded. Suddenly, and with...
MotherTell your children not to hold my handTell your children not to understandOh mother FatherDo you wanna bang heads with meDo you wanna feel everythingOh father Not about to see your lightAnd if you wanna find hell with meI can show you what it's likeTill your bleeding -Danzig "Mother" Everyone believes that fear comes in the night. That midnight is...
This story follows on from the events recounted in my "Spoils of Victory" trilogy, but this one stands on its own, so you don't need to have read the trilogy for it to make sense. Of course, if you haven't . . .? She phoned me Sunday evening, just after I'd got back from my weekend away. I'd thrown my soiled clothes in the wash basket, grabbed a beer from t...
This is the final chapter, and then Luke and Uli are going to be laid aside: I've gone as far as I can with them. There's too much of it, but I couldn't risk splitting it or there'd be another long wait. This way I've been forced to stay engaged. My apologies to all of you who wrote, (some angrily, some pleadingly), wanting to know when the story would be fi...
Grateful thanks go to the best editor in the world – thesoundandfury. And check out his new novel – Models and Super Spies. Thanks Ken, not only for your editing, but also for the constant encouragement, suggestions, and for helping me to become a better writer. Chapter 11: New beginnings It was mid morning when Palmer emerged. The additional f...
Before I say another word... write another word, to be more accurate... I have to warn you that I am crazy. I don't mean to say that I'm completely, madly cackling, drooling, out of touch with reality, eating flies, crazy. Perhaps that occurs later down the road, or perhaps not. No, I mean to say that I know I'm not completely in touch with reality. I am ver...