Mrs. Alice Hetherington-Smythe watched her husband from across the dining table. The food was delicious but tonight Henry was not in a good mood. He had little conversation beyond complaints, of which he had many. 'Nothing changes much', she thought to herself as he continued with his theories on everything that was wrong with his world. It was still sever...
"Danny, this isn't something that needs to affect us. Not in any real or meaningful way. It's something completely outside of us." You're probably wondering why my bride of twelve years just made that statement to me just now. Thirty minutes earlier I had walked out of my office building, where I work as a CPA for a medium size accounting firm, to walk a c...
Doing a skip-run after his feet hit the ground as he exited the diesel shuttle bus toward the electric trolley bus at the end terminal at Woodman and Patterson, George knew the trolley wouldn't leave him, but he hustled just in case it might. The shoulder strap of the guitar's gig bag slipped down his arm and he made a wild-ass grab to keep from dropping it...
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I rest my hand on the rope testing the tension. After twenty-four months at sea I can read the feel of the wind through the ropes. Reaching up I wipe spray out my beard as I look up at the sail. One corner is sagging a little. I give the windless a half turn and see it tighten. Satisfied I go back to my seat by the transom. I sit listening to the hiss of t...
Chapter 1 Ei Incumbit Probatio Qui Dicit, Non Qui Negat. English translation: The burden of proof is on he who declares, not on he who denies. True maybe in a court of law but not in Donovan Corbett's world. No one in his world appeared at all familiar with the fundamental right of innocent until proven guilty. Two weeks had passed. Two very long weeks....
~~Jack~~ "Name them yet?" "No. Really torn on it too." Jack leaned down, held out his hand, and smiled as the two crows each took some oats from his palm. "It's gotta be something meaningful." "Bonnie and Clyde?" His sire laughed at his own joke. Tacky, but the mafia boss man made it work. "I'm thinking something a bit less depressing. Just... nothing co...
Silvertree Chronicles Book One, The World Awaits, Chapter 36, (Enhanced Edition) Synopsis: The life of Eldar Silvertree from graduation at the prestigious Elven Academy and desire to leave it behind. Only to return full circle to shake Elven Society to the core. ***Inspired by multiple fantasy environments. Not endorsed by any of them. © EmotionalStorm Apr...
The Coalition president, Vladimir Zakhvatchikov excused himself to go to the bathroom, but found it difficult to concentrate on emptying his bladder at the thought of what was to come. Unexpectedly, Ludmila Mudak had landed back aboard the aircraft carrier Lenin with Volk and it seemed she had every intention of rekindling the passion they'd once shared. He...
a/n: So... this has been roughly edited. I just want to get it out... I'm not 100% sure if low ratings have made me care less about "publish worthy editing," but it probably has (I do this for fun, not a profit). Or the fact that I might actually seriously re-edit and put this out as an ebook later for coffee $$)... ----- When Emma awoke, Greg was whistli...