Chapter 28 - Mountain High ***** Though I intended to leave for High Hrothgar before doing anything else, I wasn't going to just drop everything and go. After the giant feast the jarl put on for me in celebration of my elevation to Thane, I found myself escorted to my new home by Aela and Lydia, as we'd all consumed a lot of food and drink, and by the time...
Chapter 29 - Blast from the Past ***** We rode into Morthal before sunset. On first glance, it was probably the most depressing town I'd ever laid eyes upon, not surprised that in all the time I'd been in Skyrim that I'd probably passed the town but never actually been in it. As we rode past the jarl's longhouse and dismounted outside the tavern, we looked...
Diana was due in January, and during the applicable ultra sound appointment, she learned that her baby was female, and ergo a half sister to Laura who would be three and a half years older. She quipped to Dr McCord, "It's a good thing we agreed to an amicable visitation schedule so that our daughter will have some female influence in developing into a woman....
"Nathan! I need you to remember, it's important, please..." "Baba, don't go. I don't want you to go!" "Please, baby. Remember. You are more than just a tool!" *** "Ahh!" I woke up with a jolt, and Cameron turned back to look at me, her brow wrinkled with concern. She was sitting on the window frame, bathed in that pale silvery light, and I had a slight...
Hex had a bad moment when the one SS officer changed seats outside the church, fearing he'd been discovered. After that everything went smoothly considering he clung to the back of a car driving down busy streets. But soon they left Munich behind and traveled west on a road without streetlights and sparse traffic. The situation improved since he had less c...
There was a sub shop nearby, and in lieu of a continental breakfast, we went there to eat, all three of us rubbing sleep from our eyes at the early hour, McKenna grumbling alternately about needing more sleep and it not being a Taco Johns. "Yeah it's early, but we've got five hours of driving ahead of us," Jessie reminded her. "And then a few hours more if...
Let me know what you think. I'm a 'comment whore'. ;-) * In their clan house, Gunnar Rolfsson leered at his oldest sister. "So, Mia, are you attending the Mid-Summer Fest this year, again?" Mia sniffed. "Only as a spectator. I think six children is quite enough, thank-you very much. Now that I'm a grandmother, it's time to turn reproduction over to the ne...
The Oroso islands described here really do exist. The real ones are smaller than the one described in here – I needed more space so I created a next one up. To see what the real ones look like, put orsosisland with a dot com into your browser and you'll find them. Apologies for the delay on this. Real Life has intruded and my time for writing has been quite...
It had started as a force, a power that fed on the despair from the lost souls wandering the wastelands of transition. But transition was not the final place, and eventually the despairing souls would find the way to pass through and new ones would appear to take their place. The force had learned to reason and to manipulate, it had learned that there were w...
This story is my first "historical fiction" submission. It's set in both Virginia and West Virginia just after the Civil War, which explains Silas and Franny's rough Southern accents. It's explicit, but it's also sweet, and that's what made me decide to submit it under "Romance." I hope you all enjoy it! ***** Culpeper, Virginia. August, 1868. Late aftern...