"Yvon, I don't want to be with you anymore, this relationship isn't working out, we are so over," Kurt Linwood said, and the tall, slim, blond-haired and blue-eyed, lisping-prone young man eyed his lover coldly, gauging his reaction. Yvon Marchand sighed deeply, and did not say anything for the moment. Outwardly calm, he was nevertheless filled with turmoil...
The Second Challenge "Good work recruiting those new young studs," beamed Jenny, "I've had two of them already but the big one, Dashawn is it, I think I'm going to have to see what he's made of. Wish me luck!" James smiled at Jessica's expression. He knew just what she was thinking. The young men she'd 'persuaded' to join the club were all just 18. Jenny...
Chapter Five - Conspiracy The attractive, elegant women stood huddled in small groups; it was obvious to any observer that they were grieving and were comforting each other, bound by their loss and a common sense of purpose. Their nationalities varied but they were all beautiful, most under thirty but a few older; although they all wore black they all wore...
Chapter Two: The Ape In The Jar Edward had never had mixed feelings about anything so strongly in his life as he did concerning the prospect of returning to Tudley House. He had not only been "made", as his Uncle Pete would have said in underworld jargon, but his "mark" had his real name -- and knew what he was about. It was scant comfort that Lady Trey cou...
Chapter 4 — WEDNESDAY — A problem solved Nikolay Volkov was awake early. It was a habit he'd never been able to break. The Russian only needed four or five hours sleep to get by, although he'd hardly slept at all last night. His plan was set to go and everything had to fall in place like clockwork. He'd driven himself to his office, calling Angela on the w...
Chapter Four: The Beach House Vika calls me at 7PM and wants to know if she and Amy can come over before 9 like we had agreed. I tell her that's fine. I ask her if she's told Amy anything, and she responds in a whisper that she can't talk at the moment too well, but that I should be ready for a surprise. Vika's tone had been excited, as if I will like what...
Rose ran a Tea Room on the fringes of the Garden District, within a short distance to Storyville and the French Quarter. Both neighborhoods contributed to her business success. From mid-morning to mid-afternoon, Rose would entertain the wealthy ladies of the Garden District. Her tables were always full, partly owing to the variety of coffees and teas that R...
What happened in the previous chapters: Maartje is a Dutch woman in her thirties who after a nasty divorce tries to land back on her feet. She found herself a job as a teacher and is happy to volunteer on an Cathage exhibit in the local museum. When she races on her bicycle over the narrow cobblestone streets along the canals streets to be on time for the op...
~3~ "Greetings your Majesty, I have brought you the visitors." announced Ceshca in Keneenean as the gaurds allowed she and the newcomers entrance into the thrown room. "Good, well done." replied the King, motioning for her to take a seat next to him. Neo and Cookie showed much respect towards the King and his daughter, while the others could have cared le...
Sometimes goodbye's the only way, that's how that famous line from the song 'Shadow of the Day' by my favorite band Linkin Park goes. I can't help but realize that it totally applies to my life, especially now that I'm Undead. Oh, snap. I'm getting ahead of myself again. My name is Omar Abdullah Clarence, my friends call me O.C. and I'm a Detroit dude stuck...