The rain had stopped shortly before five o'clock and the sidewalks were still wet. Rays of sunlight slanted down through the broken cloud cover, illuminating the gold, red and yellow leaves of the senescing trees. I had just left the client's office, politely refusing their suggestions to go for beer. On any other given visit I would have gladly taken them u...
Tara Edwards watched the cherubic face of her adorable three year old daughter. Her curly brown hair framed her beautiful face that was a lighter version of her beloved husband. How could something so simple bring both unspeakable joy and earth-shattering heart ache? She knew that she should probably quit being so hard on herself. She knew that her doctor an...
This is my first try at creative writing, so constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated. While there are no erotic scenes in this chapter, do not worry, they will come along. ***** It had been a number of seasons since the winter had been so mild in K'launor valley. The merchant houses had swiftly taken action to get their wares across the mountai...
In the continent of Africa, there lived a tribe of people called the Ampakra. They were primitive hunters and gatherers who lived in the wilderness around 10 000 B.C. One day, one of the men of the tribe went hunting and did not return. His people thought he was dead. He was not. He had encountered a strange beast which had bitten him. The bite had changed...
Camille's transport brought her to her door, which recognized the transponder implanted under her skin at birth and opened for her. As she entered her apartment, light intensified to her preferred level of brightness, her favorite music poured from invisible speakers, and the telewall in the parlor flickered to life on the station she most preferred. In the...
Hello, there. My name is Thomas James Des-Champs, T.J. to my friends, and I'm a six-foot-two, lean and mean, brown-skinned and black-haired, ruggedly handsome gentleman of the Haitian persuasion. I hail from the City of Cap-Haitien, in Northern Haiti. Way down in the Caribbean. I'm a former police officer and car mechanic by trade, but my avocation is hun...
It was another usual day. Get up around 5:30, wife is in the shower as usual for over 30 minutes(no time to help with the kids). So I pack the bags as I always do. She gets 2 juice boxes and a few different snacks, make sure her schoolbag is packed and everything for her homework last night. Man she has more work than I remember in kindergarten. Then check...
Author's Note. Another quick read for ya - one I spit out fast while I keep marching on with the big project. Only edited a couple times, so it may have a few garbled sentences/thoughts. I'm unsure of which category to put this in. Regardless of its faults, here it is and I hope you enjoy. I do appreciate all the input as I work to get better at this. *****...
In a rebellion, world war III had been brought on. Vampires had made little headway into joining society when it broke out. Iris had been ten at the time when it happened. There were cars stacked with people inside, human people. Most suffocated and within the winding years the human population went from controlling the earth, to becoming extinct. The only...
Until the day I die, I will fight you bozos. Seriously. My name is Eric Wahid, and I'm a guy with problems. I was born in the City of Nabatieh, Republic of Lebanon, in early February 1987. My father Joseph Wahid is Ethiopian and my mother Catherine Al-Mansur is Lebanese, of Maronite Christian extraction. I lived an ordinary life in the City of Beirut with my...