So this is what Love feels like I am rarely introspective; however it just seemed to be the right time to review my life. I did that when I first went to college and again when I commenced my full time Army service. I was soon to turn 30. As it would take me another hour to drive to my Aunt's place, now seemed the perfect opportunity. I turned off the radio...
Apocalypse Slaves, Part 8: Pearl and Nadine. By: AlexClayton. *** Author's Notes: In these stories, I'm attempting something somewhat new, darker, grittier, and going a little bit further down the proverbial rabbit hole than I've gone before. I'm putting all the tag/trigger warnings (that I can think of) here in the beginning so that you can see some o...
Chapter 1 I don't know why I'm here. My parents were supposed to be taking me to college but somehow I ended up in this white room, naked. I think somebody drugged me because I'm dizzy--so dizzy--and I feel like I need to throw up. Where am I? The door opened and two men and a woman walked in wearing white lab coats. I cowered in the corner, trying to shri...
Titus and Beth had two good days together. They headed West on Alligator Alley towards Florida's gulf coast. Beth hugged Titus tightly for warmth as the weather was growing colder. She could have stayed in her bikini forever, but the farther north they got, the colder it would get. Titus wanted to stick to the south to stay with the warmer weather, but it w...
Author's Note: No Strings Attached is the second collaboration by MsCherylTerra and Bebop3. We hope you enjoy the story! Bebop3's stories can be found here. No Strings Attached Alex I stood at the doorway watching her. I don't like kids. I don't dislike them either, they simply don't exist in my day-to-day life so I don't really think about them much. B...
I am getting caught up some, thanks for the comments on the previous chapter. A bunch of you have emailed and asked where I went, well I have had some health issues and had to have some major surgery, but I am recovering slowly. This chapter is the continuation of where I took a trip with Linda. Some new people will be introduced, I think you will enjoy. Thi...
Prologue: 21st April 2013 My name is Jim Baines. Born in Nottingham, England, October, 1978. White. Male. Thirty-four years old. Eleven stone, six pounds as of last Saturday. Five-feet eleven. And honest, with it. Could have said six feet and, well, it's not like you'd have ever known, is it? But I've always had a thing about accuracy. A bit OCD maybe. Lik...
Author's note: I have had a story in my head for years and have written the first few chapters of it many times. I always end up putting it aside to write small ones like the one you find here. I still lack the confidence to tackle such a challenging tale. No matter, I have a pile of other stories started that need to be finished. One of these days, I'll hav...
Note to readers: This is the very first story I ever wrote. I really hope you all enjoy it! Thanks in advance for reading it and for your comments and suggestions on improving the story! * PART ONE The night was dark. There was only a sliver of a moon showing occasionally through the blanket of clouds in the sky. The stars were barely visible. The air was...
by Philip Johnson Prologue Tanya and Jay Sheffield, your typical couple in their low thirties. Jay was six feet tall with sandy hair, a quick smile and an above average physique, and he still considered himself average. And then there was Tanya. Not a stunning woman as looks go. Dark blond hair and average blue eyes, but s...