The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
The following story is true. I've spent a lot of time reminiscing about this night and how my life changed afterward. I hope you find this to be both fun and inspiring. -Amy Marioux ***** It was a Friday evening and I was on my way into the city. I still had another hour or so to go. My husband and I live in the boonies with our two young children. I was...
Pru (Prudence) Blanchard, assistant to the Human Resources manager, took Jonathon Weatherspoon via the service elevator at the back of the Duke of Huntington Hotel to the unattached male staff quarters on the fourth floor. The slow moving steel cage gave Pru time to study this newly hired security man, a farm boy from the interior. Jonathon had revealed he'...
WEDNESDAY NIGHT. "Salad officially tossed." Paige Turner tosses her salad tongs aside on to the counter, while her father Lonnie checks on his porkchops in the oven, preferring baked over fried. "Chops are close." He shuts the oven door, twisting to look about at everything. "Potatoes mashed. Green beans with bacon simmering. Dinner rolls ready to toss i...
"Seven out!" The dealer called and the table first groaned, then exploded in applause. My wife of sixteen years, Jamie, had just gone on an epic stretch as the shooter at a Vegas craps table, hitting 12 points in a row and forcing three dealer changes over the last ninety minutes. The majority of the table asked to color up all at once, and Jamie and I did...
This story is a work of fiction. The characters in this story are fictitious and do not resemble any real life people. ********* I was a shoe salesman before I became involved in the movie business. It was only by chance that I became involved in Bollywood. I worked with Neel and one day he introduced me to his nephew, Vinay. He was looking for investors a...
Immersion Playground Book #3: Flight to Paradise Chapter 18 "That's my house," Mac says as they make a low pass over his family's home. He and Kate were gear up before dawn and had spent the next eleven hours droning across the country. Even Kate had gotten tired of flying, letting the Goose fly itself for most of the last half of the trip, but eleven hou...
The pounding at the door set Rogar's heart to racing before he was awake to hear it. He untangled himself from Karla and rummaged for his pants, wanting to die with them on, if it came to that. Karla stirred sleepily, unconcerned with the state of her soul. When he opened the door, Rogar had to drop his gaze a foot to see who the encroacher was, and it was...
Chapter Eleven Before Tyler could shut down his computer, it displayed a notification requesting a video chat. He checked the request and saw that it was from the Attorney General himself, so he sat back in his chair and accepted the request. As soon as Alfaro's face filled the screen, it spoke, "I reviewed the administrative subpoena duces tecum you pre...
[This is my first submission - a short story that came together while I was working on a few other things. It's a slow burn romance which hopefully satisfies at the end. Any constructive feedback is greatly appreciated! Thanks for taking the time to read my work!] *** "Hi Bug." She knew that voice. She knew what it used to sound like too - long before sum...