***Thanks for being so patient, readers. I've got little excuse for taking so long with this chapter other than it was a long and busy semester at college. Hopefully now that I have some time, I can get this story up and going again. No sex in this chapter. It's all about wrapping up this part of the story. Lots of action though. Hope you enjoy. Remember t...
This story is down to some research I did into Army background dressing for 'The Big Brother Hole' and some 'officers/soldiers divide' thoughts that just wouldn't go away. Much of the research is from Wiki, the British Army website and many like it, and in particular a cracker called the Army Rumour Service and the conversations and 'banter' that goes on wi...
Warning: There are events containing graphic violence in the story. If you are a minor... man, you've gone really far into this (this is the 12th chapter already!). If you are likely to be offended by graphic violence, chances are, you will be offended. Proceed at your own risk. You have been warned. * * * * * Prince Roberto of Aragon, the future heir of t...
WESTRONS APPENDICES This is NOT a continuation of the story. Instead, because of the volume of feedback I've received, I decided to add some explanations, and reveal some of the influences which shaped the story. Also, with the permission of the readers, I'd like to share some of the feedback I got. It's organized like this: 1- Influences / inspiration 2...
1 Homecoming The Faceless golem looked out across the castle's outer bailey with a cold, unfeeling gaze that made it seem more like an empty suit of armor than an unstoppable force of destruction. The moonsilver plating was as jet black as the day it had been painted, though it was so warped and dented from countless battles that it would have been virtual...
Tamar had left my life but I couldn't get her out of my head. She was so different from any woman I had ever met before, so intelligent and capable. Tamar may have been still a teenager but she was far more mature than many older women I had known. What was it that gave this maturity to Tamar? Was it the Army or was it growing up and surviving in a harsh cli...
The Backstory Dr. Francis Lajeunesse drove Hebrew University's Mitsubishi 4x4 down the highway on a hot, dusty Shabat. Beside her sat Dr. Aviatar Altman who alternately complained about the dust and heat of the Negev in the summer and how he should be attending his air conditioned Beit Knesset instead of kiting off to recover another possibly fake scroll. D...
A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: First, let me thank everyone who read the first chapter and offered their insights and views. The food-for-thought I've received from you has helped me to think about what to include (and not include) in the newest revision. Thank you! Normally after I've finished a story I write a little introduction, musing about what inspired me...
I woke up not knowing or remembering exactly where I was or what I was doing there. I did know that I had a fierce headache. Touching the right side of my head I could feel a little dried blood just above my ear and then I started to remember where I was and how I got there. I knew I was somewhere in southern Tennessee, near the village of Pittsburg Landing...
"Colonel Blake you are forcing me to go over your head!" Margaret Houlihan protested loudly. She was standing in the Colonel's tent alongside Captain Frank Burns. "Listen Margaret, you've been over my head so many times I've got boot prints," the Cononel retorted exasperated. Without missing a beat she sneered back. "I wouldn't have to if you weren't so in...