Dear Trina, I miss you more than ever now, it's so hard being stuck out here on the boat without you. I wish I could be there with you each and everyday. They say that we should have internet up soon but I don't know if they are lying or not. You know how it goes though, they promise us something tomorrow and we're lucky to see it by next month. As far as...
This is a crime thriller with some romantic sex, a smidgeon of violent non consensual sex and interesting by-play between various characters whom I hope you'll enjoy reading about. It has ten chapters, and I do hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Definition of a Sociopath -- someone unconcerned about the adverse consequences for othe...
The sound of her heels echoed through the streets. Click clack, they tapped against the cool asphalt. The night was dark and cloudy, a crisp wind blew through tussling her blond hair and shivering her small frame. She held her coat tightly around her frozen body and hurried along on her way. It was far too late for any upstanding citizen to be wandering aro...
It had been a long day, but a profitable one, filled with meetings with a new client and the staff. I was driving home through a part of town I seldom visit, and remembered I needed some things as I passed a discount store. Making up my mind in a hurry, I drove around the block and pulled into the parking lot, noticing there were only two other cars. Good, I...
The sun rose, bathing the landscape with its eerie light. In what was once the City of Ottawa, Ontario, plenty of creatures were stirring. The rats, squirrels, feral cats, stray dogs and whatnot. Their numbers have skyrocketed since the humans vanished, and the dead metropolis has become their new domain. They like to run from me, and being super slow since...
I was in Florida, on a break from my job and visiting friends. I was staying in a dive motel in Pensacola Beach and visiting different people each day. Each evening I would return to the hotel and then plan the next day's visit that evening. There wasn't much to do after that though and my mind started to wander. I imagined myself going out and buying a few...
Walking down the rainy streets of New York on a gray bastard of a January day Brian pulled the zipper of his army surplus jacket up as high as it could go. His friend Photo just lets the water be absorbed by his mop of brown hair. It seemed like forever until the light turned red and they could walk across the street. The rain started to sting their faces...
Hello. This story was written many years ago by my late husband, Ted. It is short, but I liked it and thought I would post it. To refresh for any newcomers, Ted was my husband of many years. He was an instructor at a Massage Therapy School, and a prolific writer. A special thanks to "imsally" for helping me post this. We posted under Ted's user name....
A pair of teal screamed out of the sky and headed for our decoys. He just loved teal marinated and slow roasted. Yum! Suddenly Sandy was on her feet yelling, "Quack, quack!" The teals flared and departed the area, out of gun range at mach two. "Damn it, Sandy, that's three flights you've scared off with that stupid 'quack, quack' shit. Knock it off or I'l...
Erin knew she couldn't run forever. Sure, her powers could fend off an assailant or two, but it was no match for the strong arm of the government's Top Priority Intelligence and Defense (TPID) faction that was now closing in on her. It was only a matter of time before they caught wind of the peculiar things Erin could do. She knew she would never hurt innoc...