LIV I didn't notice it. Not at first. Kevin was at my desk with a question and I turned to my computer to look up the answer. It took me a few minutes. I was wearing the teal dress. It was a dress I knew I looked good in. A little risqué for the office but it was Friday and all the other girls dressed this way. Besides, there were some really cute guys in...
"Are you sure you're ready?" Clark asked, but he was well aware that only one answer was coming. There was no changing her mind now. "I'm ready." came the reply from the next room over. The voice belonged to his cousin Kara, or as the media had recently dubbed her, Supergirl. "I was always ready. I think." "I'm sure you were." "I was. Definitely." Her vo...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is labeled Chapter 5 of the Julie Covington McGill series, but in reality it is Chapter 08, with Chapter 6 being Julie Covington McGill: The Lynches, and Chapter 07 being Like Mother Like Daughter. The story is written to stand on its own, but it's highly recommended to read the preceding chapters for background and context. Enjoy! *****...
Northern Africa, circa 1949 The house seemed to be virtually empty, with Anna off in France again, Mark back at work, and Henriette visiting friends in Marrakech. Dad had thrown himself into his work with fervor, so it seemed that I had no one to talk to. I had and endless amount of time for practice, and I devoted the time that I spent away from the piano...
The continued saga...of my feeble efforts for novel writing month...very rough first draft...be merciful. *** Rata nodded her head casually to the younger priestesses as she passed them in the corridor. Even over two hundred years since ascending to the office of High Priestess she was uncomfortable with the deference shown to her. Who was she anyway? Not...
I have mentioned once before that I am cursed with an active imagination. This also holds true when I sleep and especially while travelling, when I find my dreams clearer than usual. Even so, the visions I beheld the night of our arrival in Constantinople were sharper and stranger than anything I have ever known. Perhaps there was opium in the hookah I'd smo...
Ch 1 Moonrise One of the great things about Mychelle's home that Tomm had not discovered yet was her backyard. Well, it wasn't really her backyard, but close enough that you didn't need an SUV to get there. In fact, all you had to do was walk out the back gate and bingo, you were in another world with its own lake and walking tracks. It even had a spooky se...
"YOU MOTHER FUCKER!" Hugh could actually hear Lisa capitalizing her words into the phone. "You mother fucking son of a bitch!" Lisa continued "This is the third time you have cancelled my birthday dinner AND this was to celebrate our anniversary too!" Lisa was on her customary Saturday bike ride but had pulled over and was panting into the phone in anger....
"Though he had seen many specters and been more than once beset by Satan, he would have passed a pleasant life in spite of the devil and all his works if his path had not crossed a being that causes more perplexity than ghosts, goblins, and the whole race of witches: a woman." -Washington Irving, "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow" *** By the time Adrian though...
The night is crisp and cold as we walk from the restaurant, a little place that we have found by accident with a great atmosphere. Romantic, but nothing too heavy. A coziness that lends to the feeling. You are wearing a dark red button-up blouse with a pair of blue jeans and high heel shoes. The blouse is open to the second button, exposing just a little cle...