She rolled over onto her side. Not wanting to open her eyes. Donna could hear the birds singing and she smelled the sweet grass as it submitted to the gentle lashing of the late fall breeze, the sun barely over the horizon. She lay there in the twilight of morning. Not wanting to face the day. She rose only with the thought of coffee and lots of it. Donna...
There he is, Shinji, the man who puts fear in his opponents with one simple look; the man who killed my mother, Asuka thought to herself. His back was to her as he continued to walk down the darkened forest path. Asuka had her pistol pointed at him. This is my chance, she thought, it's now or never! "Stop! I am Asuka from the northern regions of Baorin and I...
The silence in the car was stifling as they drove up the mountain roads. Kara felt as though she might choke on everything that was unsaid. The arrangement had been that everything would take place at the cabin. Nothing before, nothing after, a 'what happens in Vegas' type of agreement. But nothing had been said about the trip there. She didn't quite know wh...
Welcome, everyone. Thanks for checking out the story! This is 'At the Cabin', but despite its title, over time it became more than just a story about teens spending time at a cabin, because it became more about the characters than the setting as we expanded on their backstories, their families and the small town they live on. The story wasn't and isn't writt...
To my American readers, I'm sorry if my information is flawed. I did a little research as I was writing but I'm no expert on guns or the USA/Canada. The town of Marchant Falls is fictional as is Echo Springs. I wanted to write an adventure story and although it didn't really turn out as I had intended I'm still quite happy with it. I've also left it open s...
A huge thank you to my editor Tex Beethoven for another amazing job and collaboration, thank you Tex you rock!! Book 1 Chapter 11 The next morning came rather too quickly for both Dante and Lily; they were both feeling the effects of the previous night's excesses when they woke up. Odin and Victoria knew what a big night it had been for the two of them...
Krulak knew better than to be out when the sky turned to lavender but he'd been in a no win situation. HE could stay the night away from camp and hope to survive the coming storm or he could hope that he could make it the three miles back to his cabin before the storm settled in. Against his better judgement he decided to make the jaunt back to his home. Sur...
Chapter One - Wish I Was Wren "Wish I was a Wren," Recruit Brian Perkins mumbled under his breath. 'Fuck! I wish he hadn't said that!' thought Recruit Michael Nyland. He knew that no good would come of it. "Your wish might come true," Leading Recruit Jason Jones (Spike to his friends) sneered. Michael Nyland shivered, and not just because he was standin...
Author's note: My many thanks, again, to D-Lo (DCL) for her inspiration to me for this story. This second inspiration is drawn and taken from her ideas about a vacation trip. * Another envelope arrives in the post some seven months after that night in the hotel suite. Again delivered during the week, you did not notice it arriving. You did not notice the...
This is a Valentine's Day contest story. Please vote. Sarah Palin, Sex & Valentine's Day The Alaskan ex-governor and a writer make a love connection on Valentine's Day. For the record, I'm not a serial killer in the way that Ted Kaczynski, the Unabomber, was or a survivalist living in the forest by Walden Pond in the way of Henry David Thoreau. I'm not ev...